Page 9 of Vicious Redemption

Slowly, she withdraws, releasing my cock with a soft pop as she sits up, resting her hips on her ankles, her hands falling to her thighs. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

“You don’t?” Her tone is almost wounded, like my words hurt her. And she looks at me with round brown eyes.

“No, beautiful girl,” I murmur, cupping her jaw with my palm. “I want to come inside your pussy until you can’t hold any more.”

5

TIA

I swallow hard at Leo’s sensual tone as he tells me he wants to come inside me.

I don’t know why that suggestion turns me on like it does. He’s come inside me before. But this time, it feels as though he wants to claim me all over again. Like now that the past is really behind us, he wants to truly make me his.

And after so many hours of dreading what might come of us, I’m overwhelmed by the need to establish the deep connection we had before. Only now, it feels even deeper.

Stepping out of his shoes and pants, Leo follows me onto the bed, never letting the space between us grow as I slide back until my head finds my pillow. And as he settles between my thighs, I savor the way we fit together like two puzzle pieces.

His lips find mine as he leans on one forearm, holding his weight there so his other hand can roam freely down my body. He palms my breast and rolls my nipple before skating across my ribs and down to my hip bone.

He traces the line down to the peak of my thighs, and I shiver as he brushes lightly across my clit. A moment later, the silken tip of his raw erection slides between my folds to find my entrance.

And he eases inside me with delicious tenderness.

We groan together, my arms tightening around his shoulders, my fingers pressing into his iron back muscles as my body throbs to have him inside me. His hips roll until he’s buried to the hilt, his pelvis crushing my clit until I moan with pleasure. Then he withdraws to do it again.

The stimulation is as arousing as the way he kisses me, his tongue adamant as it presses between my teeth, tasting me deeply. His lips are tart with the lingering taste of my cum, and that excites me all the more.

I love pleasing Leo. I relish the power of making him groan and feeling his cock swell inside my mouth. But this is so much better.

To be utterly consumed by him, devoured like he won’t survive without my body wrapped around his—this is beyond pleasure. I can hardly breathe, he’s holding me so close, but I would rather die than be without his lips.

The euphoria builds as my lungs scream for oxygen, and when he breaks our kiss, my head rises off the bed, following him. We pant in unison, our breaths crashing together and warming the air between us. But he seems just as eager to kiss and consume me as I am him.

And a moment later, he dives back in, his lips ravenous as his penetrating thrusts drive me wild. My stomach trembles with excitement as I quickly build toward my release. When my walls tighten with anticipation, Leo groans into my mouth.

“Come with me, Tia,” he commands, his voice hoarse with arousal.

I whimper, my nails digging into his back as I lose control. And when he grunts, his thrusts growing erratic, I topple into oblivion. Shuddering with the force of my orgasm, I milk his cock with my throbbing walls, gripping him as I urge him to fill me with his seed.

And he does, blasting deep inside me and filling me with liquid warmth.

Slowing, Leo comes to rest buried in my depths. And when he kisses me this time, his lips are soft and feather-light compared to their adamant passion during sex. He eases out of me, rolling onto the bed beside me, and before I have time to catch my breath, he pulls me back against his chest.

Nestled in his arms, I snuggle close to his chest, relishing the way his body curves around mine, his cock pressing softly between my cheeks. I’m so blissfully content that despite the sunlight now streaming through the window, I could fall asleep right here and now.

“Be mine, Tia,” Leo murmurs against my neck, and his fingers brush down the length of my side as he raises goosebumps on my hip and thigh.

Turning to look at him over my shoulder, I try to read the meaning of his request on his face. “I already am,” I assure him, confused and yet aroused by the fire in his eyes.

“Be mine all morning,” he counters, his cock twitching back to life even though we’ve only just finished.

My heart skips a beat at his suggestion. And rather than answer, I reach up behind my head to twine my fingers in his thick curls. Then I kiss him, stroking my tongue between his lips.

His fingers slide from my hip to between my thighs, and when they find my clit, they start to circle. I’m still slick from the aftermath of our last round of sex, and the sensitive bundle of nerves feels like a live wire after having come twice already.

I gasp, my hips rolling of their own accord, and as I press back against Leo, his cock swells further, pressing adamantly against my tailbone now.

---