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I love having my legs wrapped around his waist. I don’t know why but it’s both a place of power and vulnerability. I’m totally open to him and yet also wrapped around him and I don’t hesitate as I wrap my arms and legs around his torso, coming off the ground, pressing my pussy to his cock in the best way.

His hand lifts from my ass, only to smack against the soft flesh…hard. I feel the sting, pleasure rocketing through me as I arch to grind against his cock still covered by his athletic pants.

His hand smacks my ass several more times, the pain only increasing the pleasure. The thing about being an athlete, which dancers are, is that gratification always comes with pain and my pleasure is only amplified by the sting.

Grabbing my stinging red ass cheek with one hand, his palm presses flat against me, his fingers dig into my flesh, he uses his other hand to yank down his pants.

They don’t even make it to his thighs before he’s thrusting inside me, his hard length filling me so full that I scream out my pleasure.

He spins us, and bending us both, my back lands flat on the desk as he thrusts into me again causing the entire desk to shake.

I know the desk is well made, everything in this house is, and I might wonder if the force he’s fucking me with should cause the piece to rattle like that, but I’m too busy being thoroughly and roughly ravaged as he grabs my hips and sets a pace that turns my body molten.

I cry out at the pleasure over and over, the desk biting into my back in the best way.

I know I’m getting loud, I can’t help it, Leo does that to me. My orgasm is building as I scratch at his forearms, keeping him as tight to my body as I can.

I’m going to cum, I can feel it building as I squeeze my eyes shut, my entire body so taut, I feel like I might break.

Stars appear behind my lids and I finally orgasm, screaming out as I cum.

Leo roars out an orgasm of his own, pumping into me over and over as I feel him filling me.

I can barely move as he collapses on top of me.

“I’d better check with the doctor,” he murmurs into my collarbone.

“About?”

“Fucking you like that…” His hands are sliding up and down my body, the lion turned cub now that he’s emptied inside of me.

I shake my head. “I seriously doubt that sex, even sex like that, hurts a group of cells the size of a pin head.”

But I appreciate his worry. He wraps his arms under me and lifts me. I groan softly, all the pain plus some new aches making me creak as I move.

Leo winces. “We’ll have to take a break from hard sex on hard surfaces,” he murmurs into my ear.

“I’ll be fine. I’m used to recovery time after a hard workout.”

“How about a hot bath to soothe some of those aches?”

I smile against his cheek as he carries me into the bathroom. He starts the tub and gently sets me down when a hard knock sounds on our bedroom door.

His face goes hard, as he takes my hand and helps me into the bath. “I’ll be right back, baby.”

Baby… And he wonders why I called him daddy.

He closes the bathroom door as I sink into the water, but I don’t relax. Who is it? Is something wrong?

Leo appears again, athletic pants back on. “Mason is here. I’m going to talk to him while you finish your bath, baby. Take your time.”

And then he disappears again.

But I start washing myself in earnest. As much as I’d like a long soak, the brothers are going to be talking about what happened last night and what to do next. And I’d like to hear some of what they have to say.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Leo

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