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“Come here,” he said. “I want you on your knees.”
My forehead hit hers, and I bit back a groan as she lowered down a bit more. When she winced, though, I cupped her face and made her look at me. “We can stop.” “Fuck you,”
Each word was a sip of air as we both stayed perfectly still, her adjusting to the feel of me while my cock throbbed inside her. I held her there for a long time, kissing along her neck, her jaw, up to suck the lobe of her ear into my teeth. I trailed my fingertips over her back, soothing her, patient and waiting.
“Oh my God,” she panted, collapsing on me. “I can’t move.” I chuckled, kissing her hair before I carefully maneuvered us. I rolled her off me and onto her stomach, and then I crawled on top of her, balancing myself above her as I positioned my crown again. She was even more wet, and I slid in a bit easier, though she tightened the farther I pushed. “I’m almost there,” I promised, and I withdrew before pushing in a bit deeper, savoring how her full ass rippled when I did. “But I can stop if—”
Balancing on one palm, I snaked my other hand up under her, squeezing her breast before I slid it up higher and wrapped my fingers around her throat. She arched into me, gasping in pleasure, and I squeezed a bit tighter, holding her still while I flexed and pumped and took.
Then, I reached forward and grabbed my girl, pulling her into the sheets with me and wrapping her up. She giggled as I clutched her in my arms, throwing a leg over her for good measure. “Are you caging me, sir?” “You’re damn fucking straight, I am.”
I cherished that smile, that lightening in her mood, but I wouldn’t let this go until I knew I’d made myself clear. I slid my fingers back into her hair, my thumbs lining her jaw as I met her gaze. “You want to know what you have to offer me?” I asked. “Todo. Everything. A chance to start over. A chance to be myself. A chance to have what I’ve always wanted. You offer laughter and adventure, spontaneity and challenge, life,” I said. “You infuriate me,” I added with a smile. “In the best possible way. You make me want to be better, and you make me mad with the need to touch every inch of you
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“You’re such a pompous prick.” “And yet, you still want me to fuck you into this mattress, don’t you?”
A heavy sigh left him once I was in his arms, like he’d been waiting all day for this moment, and he held me tight for a breath before he pulled back and kissed me — not on the forehead or the cheek or a quick peck to the lips, but a possessive, demanding kiss that I had no choice but to open up to.
I turned to find the three of them smirking at me with their arms folded over their chests. I sighed, waving my hand over the space between us. “Alright. Go ahead. Get all your jokes out now.” “Who, us? We would never,”
But then, Kyle stretched, casually turning to his roommates. “Hey, did y’all hear some sort of… thumping sound this morning?” “Yeah, come to think of it, it’s been a couple mornings now,” Braden said, tapping his chin. “Sounded kind of like a thump, thump, thump against the wall.” My cheeks flamed, but I ignored them, fighting back my smile as I picked my team for the game. “Maybe it’s a plumbing issue,”
“Besides, even if you did, it only seems fair, since stretching you out is my favorite pastime.”
But Leo broke the kiss, even as I whined, and grabbed the controller again. He slid it into my hands and spun the chair to face the screen. “Play,” he demanded. “And do your best not to die.” With that, his lips curled up, and he sank onto his knees between my legs.
Then, he grabbed my shampoo, squeezing a dollop into his palms and rubbing them together before he made me face away from him. The water ran hot and delicious down my back, and then Leo’s large hands were in my hair, massaging my scalp as he washed it. I moaned, letting my neck relax, the sensation almost as good as the orgasm that preceded it.
Leo washed and rinsed my hair before repeating with conditioner, and then he lathered his hands up with my body wash. Those hands started at my shoulders, massaging and kneading until they trailed down my back and over my arms. He turned me gently then, his eyes finding mine through the steam as he washed my hips, my thighs, and tenderly between my legs. And I didn’t hide. I didn’t pull away or fold my arms over myself or do anything to shield my body from his view. I felt safe with him.
“But I mean… what if we weren’t ready for each other yet? What if I needed to grow up a little?” I paused. “Maybe I didn’t deserve you yet and the universe knew it. But then, when the timing was right… it delivered you right across the street.” Mary crooked a smile. “Leo Hernandez, a believer in fate?” “If fate is what brought you to me, I’m not only a believer — I’m a worshiper.”
“One day at a time, I’ll stay. I’ll be here for you. And I’ll prove to you that you don’t have anything to be afraid of.” I love you. The words blew through my mind as strong as the October wind, surprising me even though I’d felt them humming under the surface for weeks.
Slowly, her hands lifted over her head, holding a large white sign with black marker lettering. Dibs on #13.
It was a kiss I felt all the way down to my toes. It stirred my desire as much as it soothed my aching heart. It was the feeling of coming home after a long trip. It was Christmas morning and a sunset on the beach. It was a night spent between the sheets and a day of perfect sunshine. It was Leo, and it was me. It was us.
“You will. In fact, when I get signed, you can bet your sweet ass that fat signing bonus I get will go to opening up your own shop.”
“I love you,” she repeated, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me flush against her. “Te amo, cariño,” I echoed, claiming her mouth with a hard, demanding kiss.
“Lie on your back,” I said. “I want your head right here.” I pointed to the edge of the bed in front of me, and she maneuvered herself down,
My chest hummed with possession as I did, like a king marveling at his riches. “Scoot up,” I told her. “Hang your head off the bed.”
“I’m going to be a dad,” he breathed a question up at Giana.
“But you do want to get married?” he asked, almost tentatively. “I do.” “And kids?” “Um…” I cringed. “Maybe we could be the cool aunt and uncle?” “Oh, come on, Stig,” Leo said on a low, throaty laugh, his lips pressing against the soft skin under my ear. His next words were whispered just below it, sparking chills down my legs. “Let me put a baby in you.”