Page 26 of Desire

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t ever be sorry. Talk to me always.”

She nods and lays back down on the bed.

I finish removing her pajama bottoms and throw them onto the floor. I inhale her seductive smell again. It’s like the finest honey—sweet and completely feminine. My tongue darts out and traces a path up her slit. There’s no evidence of any damage to her perfect pussy from having Izzy. I knew there wouldn’t be, but I’m sure Simon would have told her there was. Another reason to punch him in his face if I ever get to meet him. Concentrating on the task at hand, I retrace the path of my tongue before pushing a finger inside her. Still as tight as I remember, I can’t wait to thrust my dick deep inside her and feel her come around it. I wonder if she’s on the pill? Maybe we can both get tested, and then we can do it without the condoms this time…I’m getting far too ahead of myself.

Pushing a second finger inside Elise, I concentrate on her clit peeking out of its hood, enticing me to play with it. My tongue flicks over it fast and then slow, tantalizing and teasing the writhing woman under me. My fingers pump in and out of her as she moans with lust filled groans.

“Leo,” she murmurs breathlessly, and I know she’s on the edge of her orgasm.

I press harder on her clit and then use my teeth to nip at the bud. Elise takes off, her body clamping down on my fingers and pulling them deep within her. The essence of her orgasm flows from her, coating my mouth in her juices. I lap up every last drop until she settles back down with a long, contented sigh. Withdrawing my fingers from her slowly, I don’t bother giving back her pajama bottoms. Instead, I settle her against my body so she can feel my hardness, and I cradle her until she falls asleep. I eventually join her, knowing the missing part of my life is back where it belongs.

Chapter 13

Elise

“The flow in the rumba is the most important thing, keeping the hips moving but the torso erect.”

Leo maneuvers me back into the starting position for our dance. I’m finding it a little difficult to look him straight in the eye this morning after last night. It’s Leo, my Leo, but I feel strange. It’s been fourteen years since he last brought me to orgasm, and to be honest, I think it’s been fourteen years since I last had a good one that I didn’t give myself. Simon wasn’t the most attentive of lovers except to his own needs, especially at the end. Why does this feel so weird?

“You need to look at me as well, Elise. It’s part of the dance. We have to keep our eyes on each other.”

I gradually raise my eyes up to his handsome face. My heart beats a little faster, and my palms start sweating. Leo takes his position and calls for the music to play on the voice controlled unit. The opening bar of ‘Falling Slowly’ starts, and I begin to move seductively around Leo, twisting and turning in the dance style of the rumba. I push my body up tight against his, and I feel his hardness against my thigh. He steps back but messes up the step and curses loudly.

“Alexa, stop,” he shouts angrily, and I step back. His hands are shaking, and he walks away in silence to grab a drink of water. When he returns, he puts me back into position without saying anything and starts the music playing again. I repeat my steps perfectly, but when I push into his body this time, he jumps back like I’ve given him an electric shock. He stops the music again. “I won’t be a minute…I need to go to the bathroom. Get some fluids in you while I’m gone.”

I grab his hand as he turns to leave the room. I don’t need to be a mind reader to know what he’s going to do. He’s struggling to control his need for me at the moment. It’s blatantly obvious in his workout pants.

“Leo.” My voice cracks a little, but I step closer and lower myself down to my knees in front of him.

The thought of him having to hide away to relieve the ache I’ve caused gives me the confidence I need. A memory lingers in my head of Simon forcing me to suck him off once. He held my head so tightly he made me gag as he found his satisfaction. I hated every minute of it and vomited straight afterward. But then a more distant memory resurfaces of the time I pleasured Leo with my mouth when we were younger. My feelings about it were very different that time, and I swallowed everything he gave me with pride.

“Elise, what are you doing?”

“Returning the favor.”

My eyes flutter to his, and I stare up at him in just the way I should while dancing the rumba. At the same time, I lean forward and dip my hand under the waistband of his pants. He groans like he’s in agony.

“Elise, you don’t…”

I lower his pants, and his dick springs free with a bounce. Then wrapping my hand around his shaft, I grip him tightly.

“Iwantto,” I reassure him, and leaning farther in, I flick the tip with my tongue. He’s even bigger than I remember. The veins running up the length are engorged with his desperate need to come. “When was the last time you came?”

Leo’s words sound strangled as I rotate my hand up and down his length.

“Twice this morning in the shower, and once when we took a break earlier. The damn thing won’t go down. It’s like someone’s given me Viagra or something, but I know it’s just because I’m dancing the rumba with you. All he wants is to be buried deep in your pussy. I’m sorry, Elise. I’m trying, but it’s hard.”

“Very hard,” I jest and stroke a little more firmly.

“Oh, Jesús.” Leo’s words are heavily accented with his Spanish ancestry now. “I don’t think I can last much longer.Mierda.”

I lick the head of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum there before lowering my mouth over his length. He shudders, and I feel the muscles in his legs tense. I continue to move my mouth up and down his shaft, coating it with my saliva. Leo starts to wrap his hand around my ponytail, and I freeze for a moment.

“I won’t hurt you. If you want me to stop, tap my leg,” he orders, and his words are enough to reassure me.

It’s as though he can read my thoughts without me having to articulate them. He knows me, and I know him. We’re kindred spirits. I relax and move my mouth faster and faster up and down his length while intermittently flicking my tongue over the tip. Leo grunts with his growing pleasure. When I move my hand to cup his balls, which are hanging heavy between his legs, his whole body lets out a feverish shudder.

---