Page 112 of Loving the CEO

"Tory!”

She grinned. "I'm managing to rile you up. That's good."

"Why would you even want that?"

"Just for fun," she replied in a sassy tone.

I went to her side and opened the door, taking her in my arms.

"Oh, I see. You're aiming for ten out of ten, huh?" she joked.

"Hell no. Eleven out of ten."

"Well, I have to say, this here just earned you another solid point," she said as I walked us to the front door.

The second we entered the house, I set her down on her feet. Her eyes were more alert than before. I put one hand at the small of her back and the other on her rib cage, then feathered my lips from the corner of her mouth up to her right ear.

"I’ve been fantasizing about this the whole day."

"Oh!" She fisted my shirt with both hands.

"Every time I think I've had my fill of you, I just start craving you more," I confessed. "How is that even possible?"

"Leo. Kiss me, please."

She opened her mouth slightly and darted the tip of her tongue out, wetting her lower lip.

I cupped her face, only touching her with my fingers, not my palms, and then licked her lower lip. She shivered at the contact. I licked her upper lip next. This woman was preparing herself to be thoroughly kissed, and I was going to oblige.

I covered her mouth with mine, exploring her deeply. She tasted like sweets, and I fucking loved it. She tugged even more at my shirt until I heard a ripping sound. She pulled backward, looking down at the fabric.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I’ll buy you a new one. I didn't even realize I was pulling so hard."

"Fuck, Tory." I tugged at my belt. I'd never gotten so hard so fast in my life.

She grabbed the buckle as well, and between the two of us, we yanked it away in no time. I undid the zipper and the button on my pants. The relief was overwhelming.

I kissed her again, and this time I wasn't teasing anymore. I was all about pleasing. She moaned against my mouth, and I kissed her even deeper. We moved through the entrance, and I pushed her up againstthe wall right next to the closet. I didn't have enough self-restraint to take her anywhere else.

"You belong here," I said between kisses. "In this house, with me. You’re mine, Tory. Only mine." I kissed her neck and then fisted her hair, tilting her head back. I wanted all the fucking access right now.

She moaned even louder than before. I knew I couldn't be the only one who felt this intense pressure already building inside me.

I cupped her pussy over her jeans, pushing the seam of the zipper into her, and she cried out, "Leo, God."

I undid the button and moved my hand into her pants and panties until the tips of my fingers grazed her clit. The second I brushed it, her hips bucked. She was so wet already.

"How long have you been walking around wet like this?" I asked against her skin.

"I don't know," she confessed. "One moment you kissed me, and the next..."

My groan drowned out the rest of her sentence. I knew what she was about to say, and I understood her surprise. I couldn't believe the reaction of my own body either.

Even though the jeans were tight around her middle, I still managed to rub her lazily up and down.

"Leo," she murmured.

I covered her mouth again, kissing deep and touching her relentlessly.

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