Page 33 of Love in Australia


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“What if I just want to ride you this afternoon?” I don't think I've ever been so horny. It's hard not to be when Leo walks around the apartment shirtless. It takes everything I have not to jump him.

Leo looks up, his head still firmly nestled into my chest. “As much as I like second trimester you, you need a fun day. You've been working too hard.”

Leo's hand is rubbing my growing bump. Half the time he doesn't even realize he's doing it.

“Well then. I better get cleaned up so we can go.” Standing, I drag a finger down Leo's strong bicep, veins popping and rippling under my touch. “Care to join me?”

I don't think I've ever seen someone move so fast.

“Why doesit look like a clown was trying to eat us?” I whisper to Leo as he gets us cotton candy.

“Because it's been around since the thirties, and Aussies have a weird sense of humour.” Leo breaks off a piece of pink fluff and shoves it into his mouth.

“You're telling me.” A salty breeze blows through the harbour. The sun is beating down on us as we follow the noise of music and happy squeals into the park.

“Want to go on the Ferris wheel?” Leo drops his arm around my shoulder, leading me through the crowd. I love this easiness between us. Leo didn't miss a beat when I moved in. I thought it would be strictly sex.

But it's turning out to be so much more than that. I wasn't looking for a relationship, but I got one anyway.

“Let's go.” I kiss his jaw as we walk toward the line. “Did you come here as a kid?”

The grinding of Leo's jaw is evident. “Not as a kid—no.”

He rips off another piece of cotton candy, turning away from me and effectively ending the discussion. The change in mood is swift.

The man at the front of the line herds us through the gate and into our own swing. Leo's long arms stretch out across the old yellow bucket as it lurches into motion. The park falls away below us as we rise up to greet the city.

“I don't know if I'll ever get used to this skyline.” The harbour is busy with taxi boats coming and going. People going about their day.

“I always thought I would, but I haven't. It's why I got the flat I did.” Leo's gaze has shifted back to me. The feel of his eyes moving over me has butterflies exploding in my stomach.

“Must be quite the highlight for all the women you bring around.” I try to keep the bitterness out of my tone, but it's hard.

“What makes you think I bring women around to my flat?” Leo drops his sunglasses, his heated stare meeting mine.

“I only assumed you brought women back to your place. There's no way you were celibate.”

Leo slides closer to me, his fingers toying with the collar of my shirt. It dips low, exposing the swell of my breasts. “The only woman I've brought back to my flat”—Leo pauses, his breath now ghosting the shell of my ear—”is you.”

Heat pools between my legs. Something about being the only woman to ever see his place makes my heart stutter.

“No other woman has ever seen the inside of your apartment?” I gulp down, trying to keep the heat from my voice.

Leo's hand drifts up my exposed thigh. The hot summer weather called for a short, flowy skirt and a loose tank top. My legs spread on their own as his fingers drift under the hem.

“My home is my oasis. My escape. No one is invited back.” Strong fingers make contact with my bare pussy.

“And why was I the exception?” I grab onto his forearm as he sinks a thick digit inside me.

“Because I couldn't deny myself.” Leo pulls out before thrusting two fingers back inside. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing fast and slow. Fingers curling inside of me, finding that spot deep inside me. “Because I had to know the woman sitting across the bar from me. With her fiery eyes dancing over me. Because you made me so crazy for you, that if I didn't have you, then I would have lost my mind.”

“God, Leo.” I turn my head to his, capturing his lips in a sensual kiss. The soft stroke of his tongue does me in. I melt in his arms. I'm riding his hand as the ride comes to a stop.

“They're letting people off down below.” Leo's fingers tug my chin to him as I get closer and closer to orgasm. “We don't have much time.”

“Then don't stop.”

Hot kisses on my neck have me racing faster toward the edge. The breeze is light up here, doing little to cool my overheated body. Sweeping the collar of my shirt down, Leo finds my hardened nipple.