“I need to touch you, Prim, please, let me.”
“I need you too, so much. Don't stop, please, don't.”
He made quick work of their clothes, and soon they were naked and tangled in each other's arms. Leo didn't leave one inch of her body untouched as he covered her. He leaned in, his lips caressing hers, slowly, softly, his tongue slipping in her mouth with agonizingly slow pace.
This was not enough for Prim. She moved her body and dragged her feet on the carpet till she lay completely open, her core budding like a rose for him, glistening wet.
“Oh, Prim,” Leo moaned and nestled between them.
He raised his body a little, just enough, just so that he could see into her eyes. He found the hairpins that held the golden cascade of your hair and freed them, driving his fingers through them. He caressed her face slowly down her chin, then her neck. He let his finger drop all over her shoulder and touched her arm in a feather touch that woke her skin.
He took her hand and softly kissed it, his eyes still in hers. Then, he placed her palm on his body, finally feeling her touch that he had missed so much. Only for one second, he closed his eyes at this sensation, inhaling sharply. Then he gazed upon her as his hand went between her breasts, caressing her slowly down her waist, reacquainting her body with his touch.
And she did the same, her fingertips trailing a path on his body, endless, winding, like the path that led them here. She let her fingers go around his eyes and down his lips and then toy tenderly with his ears, his sensitive skin there making his breaths deeper.
Their eyes followed their hands, but returned to each other every other moment. It was an exercise between the restraint the moment demanded, more profound than any other joining, and anticipation, their bodies yearning for each other.
Leo settled between her thighs, but he didn't rush. He rocked his body gently and slowly, letting her know how much he wanted her, how much he ached for her. The look in his eyes was soft, as if the most incredible, unbelievable thing was happening to him. Prim felt exactly like that. Cherished and loved beyond any doubt.
“May I, Prim?” he asked for her permission and her trust.
“Yes,” she replied willingly.
With one little push, he opened her budding center slowly. He held his breath as he plunged deeper, inch by inch. He looked at her in the eyes, his lips were open with a silent sound. He sheathed himself completely deep moan.
A sigh escaped Prim’s lips as she felt him filling her up, but she kept her eyes on his, that unbreakable moment, enduring the profound sensation of their desire.
“Oh, Prim,” he breathed over her lips. “You are my everything. I'm never letting you go.”
“I'm not going anywhere. You're all I ever wanted,” she exhaled.
Leo moved, and it was as if the whole world was moving with him. There was no frenzy, only a deliberate, melting union. Each time he withdrew it was like a promise to return, and each time he sank into her, it was a vow that he fulfilled.
He leaned in closer, resting his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling as they panted faster. She arched beneath him to take him deeper, to offer more of herself. Her offering, he accepted with a choked gasp, his hips rolling more intensely, yet keeping that languid rhythm.
Prim felt that sweet warmth taking over her body, spreading outward, filling her every cell. Leo knew her body very well he saw the shift, and he held her closer, his arms going under her back, their lips almost touching.
“Let go, Prim. I'm here for you,” he whispered.
Prim soared into the heights of pleasure and let go, falling into his arms.
“I love you so much,” she exhaled as pleasure took over her body.
“I love you, I love you,” Leo repeated as his own body stilled inside her and then melted onto her.
For long moments, there was only the sound of their struggling breaths mingling in the quiet air. Then he pushed himself back and looked upon her with adoration. They didn't need to say a lot. They had spoken with words and their bodies, so their souls knew it was true.
Almost didn't want to believe that this was true, she was finally happy with Leo. Then she remembered all that they'vebeen through, all the difficulties that they've overcome, and she realized that they truly deserved this.
EPILOGUE
Three Months Later
“Iwill definitely not allow that,” Prim said.
“I would love to hear your arguments.”
“On why I don't want a shooting range in our estate? Do you want that in alphabetical order or priority by urgency?”
