His right shoulder bears most of the damage. I rise up on my toes and kiss a dark red surgical scar that stretches from his collarbone almost all the way to his nipple.
Following the trail, I explore his upper body. Up close, the ravages of torture and time are obvious, but they do nothing to make him any less handsome.
“Did you think I would run away?” I ask, palming his cock through his thin pants. He hardens so quickly, it takes my breath away. And makes my core clench. “I need you, Leo. All of you.”
With a low groan, he opens his eyes. Our gazes collide, and he hauls me against him. Hands under my ass, Leo lifts me until I wrap my legs around his waist and carries me back to the bed.
Something’s shifted in him. Gone is the angry, fearful, damaged man who half begged me to turn off the light.ThisLeo is confident, possessive, and completely in control.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he says, his voice rough as he takes a step back and reaches for the tie on his pajama pants. They fall to the floor—along with a pair of black boxers, then his socks—and I gape.
His right leg is significantly thinner than the left, with more scars than I could have ever imagined. He’s missing two toes on his right foot, one on his left. But the rest of him…is perfect. A thick, hard cock stands proudly amid wiry, light brown curls with a hint of gray.
My nipples harden, and a fresh wave of arousal washes over me. His gaze is almost predatory as he straddles me. Dipping his head, he scores his teeth over my breast. God, I want him. All of him.
“I need to touch you,” I whisper. I never thought I would want a man to take control in the bedroom, but with Leo, it makes everything so much…more.
He stares into my eyes, a hint of wonder in his own. “I’m yours, Domina. Touch, taste, anything you want.For now.”
The implication—that his dominant side will come out again soon—turns me on even more. I wriggle my hips, the underside of his cock rubbing between my folds.
His ass is like steel, hard under my fingers. With a nod, I arch a brow. “Lie down.”
“What?”
“If I can do anything I want to you…for now,I want you to lie down.” My earlier exhaustion is nothing but a memory, replaced with excitement at beingwiththis amazing man.
I run my fingers through his hair. It’s softer than I expected, long on top, shorter on the sides. The neatly trimmed beard and mustache scratch my lips as I kiss him. Leo reaches for me, and though I am tempted to stop him, I need his arms around me.
My teeth score the shell of his ear, and he groans. “Fuuuuucck, Domina…”
With my free hand, I reach for his cock. The smooth, hot length fills my palm, and he shudders when I close my fingers around him. Skimming my thumb over his crown, I capture a drop of precum, and bring it to my lips.
Leo watches me as I suck it into my mouth.
“I can’t wait any longer.” His voice deepens, and he rolls onto his back to yank at his nightstand drawer. Once he rolls the condom over his length, he turns back to me. “Hands around my neck, baby.”
Gently, he positions himself at my entrance, balancing on his elbows so he can hold my gaze. “Eyes on me the whole time.”
I cannot look anywhere else. Not when I have him this close. So I do what he asks, and the connection it forges between us as he pushes into me is like nothing I have ever felt before.
“Gonna try to make this last, but…” he manages.
I wish I could tell him we have the rest of our lives. Or even tomorrow night. But there are no guarantees in life, and after the rally… I blink once, hard, and all my fears fall away. There’s only me and Leo and his cock filling me so completely, we’re one.
“God, you feel so good.” Thrusting his hips, slowly at first, then faster, he claims me. Every rasp of his length against my clit—how does he manage to angle his body in just the right way?—brings me racing toward the edge.
“Leo…I am close…”
“Me too, baby. Don’t let go.” The raw emotion in his voice is all I need to send me into orbit, and when I cry out, Leo thrusts twice more, so hard we shake the bed, before he lets himself fly with me.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Leo
Domina’ssoft curves press against me, her dark hair tickling my chin. She saw me—all of me—and didn’t run. I don’t know what I did to deserve her coming into my life, but I’ll do anything to keep her here.
A weak ray of light filters through a part in the drapes, but the sun hasn’t fully risen. In three hours, we’ll be on our way to the rally, and my gut is telling me by the end of the day, everything’s going to change.
