“Jesus, you feel good,” he breathes when he’s finally fully seated.
I can only nod. It feels like he’s seated in my throat. He stays still, letting me get used to his size, his eyes never leaving mine. Then hestarts to move, slow at first, his eyes tracking down to his cock disappearing where we’re connected, slowly dragging his cock back out before slowly pushing back in.
He lets go of my legs, leaning his entire body weight on me, linking our hands together and pulling them over my head. Taking my lips in a searing kiss, he pistons his hips in deeper, harder thrusts.
I rip my mouth away. “Holy fuck,” I moan, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“I knew you would take my cock so good, Baby,” he whispers against my ear.
Oh my god.
Why in the hell did I wait so long for this? We’ve come close more than once, but something kept stopping me. And anytime I put the brakes on, he never got mad or annoyed, no matter how hard he was.
He lays his forehead on mine, our hands still linked together. He moves his hips back and forth, rubbing my clit with his pubic bone. I squeeze his hands and spread my legs further apart. He pulls partially out before slamming back in, rotating his hips when he’s balls deep, making me gasp.
I can already feel another release building fast. “I need more,” I whisper. I’m all for the slow build, but I need this hard and fast. Leo pulls out and flips me to my hands and knees with no real effort, shoving back inside of me.
“Fuck, Leo!” I scream, fisting my hands into the sheet.
He’s so deep this way, butfuck,it feels good, that bite of pain and pleasure mixed. He latches onto my hips and starts pounding into me, grunting each time his thighs slap against mine.
I have to brace my arms to keep from face planting, the sound of our flesh slapping together and harsh breaths fill the room.
I lay my shoulder on the bed, reaching down to start circling my clit. My hips drop with the contact, and he jerks them back up with strong hands, never stopping his rhythm.
“Are you going to come on my cock?” he rasps.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant, rubbing my clit harder.
My whole body is tight as a bowstring waiting for that one thingto set me off when he slaps the top of my ass cheek, and I shatter. “Fuck! Leo!” I scream.
I clamp down so hard on his cock that his thrusts stutter. He slams into me twice before he stills, buried as deep as he can. He comes with a long groan, his fingers biting into my skin. He collapses against my back, placing kisses down my spine. He gives me one last kiss between the shoulder blades before collapsing beside me, pulling me, so my back is to his front.
“You’re fucking perfect, Baby,” he says, his hard breaths ruffling my hair.
I giggle. “Not even close, but that was incredible.”
He places a kiss between my shoulder blades again before pulling out. He pulls the condom off and ties it before tossing it into the wastebasket beside the bed. He rearranges us so I’m lying on his chest, his fingers making patterns on my back.
We lay there cuddled, getting our breathing under control. He clears his throat. “There’s something I want to tell you.”
I look up into his beautiful eyes. They’re starting to lighten back up to that color where you can’t tell if they are blue or green. “What’s that?” I ask, unable to decipher the look in his eyes.
“This isn’t because of what just happened. I felt it for a while.” He rubs his knuckles down my cheek. “I love you.”
My whole world stops spinning, and I freeze.Leo loves me?I search his eyes for the truth, and it’s staring right back at me. The ice around my heart melts completely. Now I know why I feel different about him.
“I love you too,” I whisper, and a smile lights up his face.
He kisses me softly, making love to my lips with his, and I feel how right those words are.
He gently kisses my lips before tucking me back onto his chest. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for weeks,” he says quietly like he expected something different, and I smile.
I start running my hand over his chest and that’s when his tattoo catches my eyes again.
I run my hand across his tattoo and notice it doesn’t look brand new, and I just saw him less than a week ago. It looks like a sniperholding a sniper rifle with a word written over the top in fancy script. I raise my head and look closely, and my heart sinks.
The word reads Perez.
