“It was opportunistic.”
“Maybe, but if he tries to corner you again, you don’t hesitate. You just leave.”
“I will.”
“Good.”
“So this suite is pretty spectacular," I tease, trying to ease the tension. Flicking his eyes away from mine, he takes in the space, as if he is just registering where he is.
“It’s beautiful. Absolutely perfect for a honeymoon.”
“It really is.” The lighting is low and subtle with lamps situated randomly on different surfaces giving the room a romantic glow, as light bounces off the chandelier which is hung low above us. On the ornate table in front of us, a giant bouquet of fresh peonies overflows from a crystal vase, filling the suite with a faint sweet scent. From our position on the luxurious cream couch, I can see the ice bucket with champagne resting next to the sunken hot tub overlooking the enchanting hidden gardens of the hotel. Standing, I move to get a better view and place my hand on the glass of the large window. “How have they managedto create this tranquil spot in the chaos of the city?” Warmth envelops me as Leo brushes his chest against my back.
“The two go together.”
“What do you mean?” Tilting my head up, I catch his gaze.
“Chaos and tranquility—sometimes they need each other.”
“I guess you’re right.” I smile up at him before I turn back to the view. The bright lights of London sparkle in the background, framing the wonderful calm of the gardens. Images flood my mind of me strolling through the bright flowers and hidden alcoves and the peace I could find among the petals and scents.
“We can walk through them in the morning.”
“Huh?”
“The gardens.” He slides my hair off my shoulder and brushes his lips against my exposed skin. “We can walk through them in the morning.” I sink into his embrace, leaning my head against his chest. The way he knew exactly what I was thinking causes my heart to thunder against my rib cage.
“I’d love that.” His arms come around me, cocooning me. The warmth travels through my body at his contact and settles in my core. The normality of the act knocks me off guard, but I fall deeper into him as his nose glides along my jaw. My breath catches in my throat as he kisses a sensitive spot behind my ear, and my body takes over as my mind switches off and my hips roll. He continues to pepper kisses along my heated skin, and I get lost in the sensation.
“You’re breathtaking,” he mumbles between kisses, and his grip on my hips tightens.
“Leo…I…” My words get cut off as he lightly nips at the delicate skin between my neck and collarbone. My stomach flips as my heart continues to beat wildly in my chest.
“Close your eyes, Ri.” His velvet tone has me following his command, and one of his hands bunches the material of my dress. “Tell me what you want.”
“I…I…” I struggle to form words as he doesn’t stop gliding his lips against my heated skin.
“Tell me. Let me help you let go.” He sucks softly at my flesh, causing a moan to fall from my lips.
“I want you to touch me.”
“Where?” Silently, I cover his hand that's gripping the fabric of my dress. His stuttering breaths and the way he’s pressed against me make me feel brave as I guide him to gather the fabric, further revealing my thigh. I hold the material as he smooths his palm against the exposed skin of my leg. Heat burns in my core as the tips of his fingers brush against the hem of my panties, and my eyes open, catching his in the reflection. “If you want this, keep those eyes closed.” Goose bumps scatter across my skin, my body arching as his fingertips skate across the thin fabric. Painfully slowly, he continues to tease at my entrance through my panties. My head falls against his chest, my eyes falling shut. “That’s it, baby. Let go.” The sound of my moan is swallowed when his lips capture mine. He is in full control, his tongue gliding and dancing with mine as he strokes me. His thumb catches my clit, causing sparks to ignite inside my core.
“More,” I beg. My body calls out for him to take this further, and I snake my hand between us to feel him, but he circles his hand around my wrist.
“This is for you, baby.”
Shivering at him calling me baby, I relent and grasp the skirt of my dress, pulling it up to allow him more access. “Then please give me more.”
Growling, he nips at my lips before pulling my panties to the side. “You’re soaked, baby.” His tone is one of awe as the tips of his fingers glide through my wetness.
Forcing my eyes to remain closed, I spread my legs farther, and he pushes one finger into my pussy and I clench around him. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” His words sound strained as heslides his finger in and out. I roll my hips in time with his thrusts, begging for more, and he rewards me by adding another finger, curling them both until he hits my G-spot with incredible accuracy. My legs shake, and I have to release my dress and curl my hand around his neck to remain upright.
“I’ve got you.” His free arm locks around my waist, and his thumb brushes against my clit as he continues to stroke my walls, causing my arousal to pool. The sounds of him pushing inside me fills the room, and my walls start to spasm, gripping his fingers tightly. “Don’t fight it. Let go, baby. I’ve got you.” His words trigger my orgasm and I give in. Pleasure rolls through me as my body shakes, but he keeps me upright, stroking me through the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. My eyes remain closed as I ride it out, and he keeps kissing my heated flesh and mumbling his praise as my body quivers in his hold.
When he removes his fingers from me, I wince slightly and instantly feel empty as he covers my pussy and gently places his hands back on my hips. Finally, I open my eyes, transfixed by the vision captured in the reflection. My chest is heaving as I try to calm my racing heartbeat.
“What was that?”
