“I want you, baby,” he says, and we’re both breathless when I pull away. “But…” He darts a quick glance at the wall separating us from the main room.
“You are in no condition for…sex.” My cheeks catch fire—along with my core—but Leo has to be in terrible pain.
“Domina, I spent almost twenty-four hours thinking I was never going to see you again. Or touch you. Or kiss you.” He cups the back of my head, his fingers carding through my thick curls. “This is my second chance, and I’m not going to waste a minute of it.”
Crushing me against him, his lips graze mine. Only the gentlest caress at first. Testing. Teasing. His tongue tangles with mine, and he plunders my mouth in ways I never knew I wanted. I’m his, completely, and all he’s doing is kissing me.
My nipples tighten, hard and aching. We fell into bed completely naked after our shower, and the rasp of his chest hair against my breasts fans the flames inside me.
With his free hand, Leo grabs my ass, his fingers digging into the soft globes to pull me closer. He’s hard for me, the firm length of him pressing to my mound.
For a brief moment, we come up for air. “Are you sure?” I ask him. “We have…”
…the rest of our lives…
I cannot say those words to him. Not yet. But I know now. I knew when I saw him locked to that table, bloodied and tortured and desperate. I am falling in love with him, and for the first time in as long as I can remember, I am not scared of needing someone. Ofwantingsomeone.
“We have what?” Leo skims his teeth along the shell of my ear. Goosebumps race along my arms. Slowly, he kisses a path down the curve of my neck, all the way to my shoulder. “Domina?”
“We have each other.” Cupping his jaw, I urge him to meet my gaze. “We were supposed to be pretending.”
“We were.” He takes one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it until I writhe against the pillows. “It was always real for me.”
My eyes start to burn, tears threatening, until he sucks the other tight bud into his mouth. Then there’s nothing butneed. For him to fill the emptiness inside me, for release, but also for the truth. All of it.
“It…Leo, stop.”
He lifts his head, worry in his gaze. “What’s wrong?”
“I wasn’t looking for anything…real. I thought I was happy alone. And then you came leaping onto my balcony. That should have been the end of it.” Taking his hands, I hold on tight. “I thought…in a few days, we will go back to being neighbors. Nothing more. But you kept showing up. Helping me. Even when I treated you badly, you were there.”
I lean closer, touching my lips to his for a brief moment. The connection gives me the strength to go on. “I cannot tell you it wasalwaysreal for me. I didn’t know whatrealwas. But it’s real now. It has been real since you came to my office after the break-in. Since you first kissed me. I thought I lost you, and now that we’re together again…”
Leo wraps his arms around me, easing me down so we’re on our sides, face to face. “Domina, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I broke my promise at the rally. I was supposed to protect you. To keep you safe. I don’t know why you’d trust me again, but—”
“I do. Completely.” Fusing our lips together, I claim him, giving him everything I am so he knows without a doubt, I’m his and he’s mine.
No more words pass between us as Leo takes control. He kisses each of my palms, then brings my arms over my head so I can curl my fingers around the edge of the mattress. Parting my thighs, he slides between them. He devours me, long strokes of his tongue against my clit, two fingers pumping in and out of my channel, finding my g-spot and bringing me right to the edge a dozen times, but never letting me fly.
I grab his pillow and press it to my face to muffle my helpless whimpers and desperate cries. I need to come, but I think he needs this—to bring me pleasure—even more.
“I want…to be inside you,” he says between nips to my thigh. “Will you…?”
Pushing the pillow aside, I meet his gaze. “Yes. Please, Leo. I need you.”
He gives my clit one last, hard stroke of his tongue. I almost fly off the bed from the sudden, intense tightness in my core. On his knees, his cock hard and glistening, he yanks open the nightstand drawer.
“No.” I grab his arm, digging my fingers into the corded muscle until he looks at me. “You are the only man I have been with in five years. And I’m on birth control.”
A low growl rumbles in his chest. “I’m clean.”
“I want all of you.”
It’s more than that. I want Leo to be the only one who has ever been inside me like this. Nothing between us. Completely for each other.
He braces himself on one elbow, using his other hand to guide his cock to my entrance.
I feel…everything. The thickness of his crown. His solid, pulsing length. How he hardens even more when his balls brush against my ass.
