Page 51 of Easy Rumba

Chapter 23

Elise

“Thank you. I’ll be in touch as soon as we land.” I hang up the phone and place it on the table designated for eating on the luxury plane.

My lawyer’s just given me an update on Izzy, and she’s doing all right, which calms me a little. I don’t really know what time it is or what day, for that matter. Everything has blended into one chaotic mess of emotion. What about my father, should I hate him or be devastated by what happened to him? I don’t know. I really don’t know anything at the moment. All I do know is Leo’s mother wasn’t safe to be left alone. Getting her into care was the best thing we could do for her prior to boarding the plane back to the USA.

My lawyer is meeting me at the airport to give a press conference. The first one I’ve done in well over a year now, concerning myself and not the dance show. I’m not looking forward to it. I can’t reveal what Simon did to me, even though I know the lies have to stop. The results from the lie detector test we took at a lawyer’s office in Spain should help along with the true version of events from Leo’s mother. It was traumatic talking to my mama, especially on the phone. It broke her heart to know the truth after all these years, but it couldn’t be helped. In all honesty, I think she knew. I can’t explain why I think that, it’s just a feeling I got. It’s strange how interlinked my family and Leo’s are, and now we’re fighting to save our love while everyone is trying to pull us apart…well, mainly Simon.

A half-drunk glass of wine sits next to my phone. The steward served us dinner shortly after take-off, but neither of us ate much. Leo retired to the bedroom at the back of the plane about an hour ago to sleep while I made arrangements prior to our landing. Tiredness suddenly hits me. Downing the rest of the wine, I go to join Leo. He’s laying in the bed, his breathing even as he sleeps. It must have been hard to see his mother that way and hear her story. Even though it would have meant the end of my parent’s marriage, I wish she and my father could have found happiness together. Fate was cruel that day, not only to me and my mother but to Sofia also. She lost the love of her life before it even had a chance to manifest itself. At least I know what it’s like to have Leo make love to me, to feel him moving inside me, and experience his lips exploring my body. All Sofia will ever have is the fantasy of the man she loved. I don’t blame her for my father’s death. It was an accident. I feel more relieved to know the truth behind it, to be honest.

Goodnight, Daddy, sleep well and watch over Sofia.

Removing my t-shirt and jeans, I place them at the side of the bed and climb in next to Leo. He instantly shifts to pull me into his arms. He’s been my rock through all of this.

I heard him saying to his mother that he feared our relationship would suffer as a result of what’s happening. We’re strong together, though, and I hope we can survive. But no matter what, we need to right the wrongs of the past.

“Are you all right?” Leo murmurs, his voice laced thickly with the heaviness of sleep.

“Yes, we’ll do the press conference at the airport after we land. A suitable room is being organized.”

“Now tell me, are you okay with what my mamá said about your father?”

I shift in the bed so I’m facing him. A small night light illuminates the room, and I can see his face. His eyes are open and staring directly at me.

“Surprisingly, yes I am. I’m sad they didn’t get their happy ever after.”

“Always selfless.”

“Not selfless, I just know what it’s like to be with the man I truly love, and Sofia never got to experience that.”

“Not sure I want to think about my mamá being with anyone, but I know what you mean.”

“It’s going to be all right, Leo. We’ll sort this out.”

“I know.”

I press my lips to his.

“Make love to me, please.”

“Always.”

Our lips join again, twisting together in a powerful embrace of emotion. We’re both so exhausted we’re unsure of what planet we’re on at the moment, but we know this is what we need. Time for just the two of us, so we can forget about all our worries for a while. I know Izzy is physically unharmed. But mentally, I’m not sure what she’s suffering. However, I have to give my little girl credit. She’s stronger than I thought she would ever be. Maybe I did do something right in the way I raised her.

Leo moves his hand to rest upon my breast. I’m still wearing my bra, and he reaches behind me and deftly unfastens and removes it before throwing it to the floor. His lips find my breasts, and I roll onto my back to allow him better access to the tender flesh there. He nips and licks, teasing the nipples into hard peaks.

“I could spend a lot of time with these. Playing with them and licking them. They’re perfect.” He massages my breasts and flicks the nipples, sending a direct shot of energy to my clit. My breath quickens, and I move my hips against him, trying to guide him lower. “Feeling a little hot and bothered elsewhere?” he asks with a smile.

“Yes.” My voice is breathless already.

Only Leo can melt me into a puddle of need like this. I want him. I crave his touch everywhere, especially between my thighs. I’m wet and ready for him, but he’s not going to give me what I want yet. No, he teases his fingers between my folds, dipping one into my entrance before pulling it out again. He then brings his fingers to his lips and sucks my essence from them.

“Delicious and all mine.”

I squirm on the bed, needing something more. All of a sudden, Leo flips me over onto my stomach and pulls me up onto all fours. He’s behind me, and I feel the head of his cock at my entrance. He pushes in deep in one slick movement, thanks to my readiness for him. His hand reaches around between us and strokes my clit at the same time as his hips pump in and out of me. I’m going to come quickly like this. I’m a totally pliant lover beneath his expertise.

Three thrusts later and I explode, my body shuddering as Leo holds me close to him. I don’t feel him come. He still has more to give, but as my body comes out of its pleasure, he withdraws from me and strokes himself a few times. I sit down on the side of the bed, my mouth open wide, and my tongue out like a dog begging for a bone—a big juicy one. Leo smirks salaciously before pressing his cock against my lips and I lick the tip. Then pushing himself in to the back of my throat, he begins to move, and I gag on his length with every piston of his hips.

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