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“A thousand times, ye—”

I didn’t let her finish but took her mouth, one hand sliding to her ass, the other into her hair tugging just enough to sting—and test.

She whimpered and sagged against me like she wanted nothing more than to submit to me.

A shudder ripped through me at the first stroke of our tongues, and I tangled my fingers in her hair, tightening my hold even more to move her where I needed her. The perfect angle to lick, suck, and taste the sweetness of her lush mouth.

Rushes of arousal pulsed through me in time with my heartbeat, fast like a clacking of metal wheels on the tracks.

“Oh God.” She gulped as I scraped my teeth along her jawline toward her ear.

“Delicious,” I whispered against her lobe and slid my lips in open-mouthed kisses down, angling her head for better access.

Like I’d fantasized about, I sucked at the junction of her shoulder, allowing my teeth to leave indents.

Nissa shuddered, and unlike other women in my past, didn’t push me away with a wary look over my kisses being on the border of painful.

Balls tightening and elation swelling inside my chest, I continued to mark her—worship her skin and kneaded her ass cheek none-too-gently while grinding into her.

“God, Leo…seriously?”

“Want me to go easier? Stop?” I asked against her ear and pulled back slightly so I could see her eyes. Hazed by passion, they blinked as though attempting to focus on my face.

“Hell no.”

I groaned at the rush of need her adamant, breathless tone inflicted. “Good, because I’ve only just begun.”

Chapter 8

Nissa

I’d been tempted to set Leo aside Saturday night for a drunk, tattooed guy I hadn’t been able to make fully erect…

The fuck had I been thinking?

That Leo was too sweet, too shy to show me a good time, that was what.

He blew my mind, left me feeling emotionally stripped down before we even got to the good stuff.

He sucked on my skin, pulled my hair, grabbed my ass—none too gently—stirring up delicious tingles inside my core.

Leo took my mouth again in a consuming kiss, the steady strokes of his tongue causing my brain to buzz and weakness to rush to my limbs. He left me senseless with his lips alone, something I’d read about but had never experienced.

Ciarra had told me about her good friend over the years, and I’d always brushed off all conversations about Leo since he sounded like a unicorn painted by rainbows, colored by those rose-tinted glasses she wore.

But.

His tugging on my hair made goose bumps race over my skin, and his firm grip on my ass would probably mark my skin but weakened my knees. And his mouth? In control and full of assurance while tasting, licking, and nipping every inch of me.

For once, I was left speechless, unable to form thoughts outside of pure need. I thought I’d been in charge, the forward one, but Leo had confidence that turned my insides to mush, leaving me at his mercy.

And how I loved it.

Leo slid his hand up over my spine and found the zipper of my dress. Every slow click of the teeth separating down my back slid like a countdown, and he swallowed the whimpers that leaked from my parted lips.

I clung to his shoulders like he could be the grounding rock my spiraling emotions required to stay sane.

I’d never trembled with desire. Never felt powerless beneath a man’s touch. Never wanted outside of my core’s lust to be filled. Leo made every inch of my body ache with yearning for more even though I had no clue what that might be.

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