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Leo sighed as he thought how much he wanted to go to hell and drag Ash back to earth and kill him again.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,” he reassured her.

“You don’t have to tell me I’m pretty. I’m not fishing for compliments.” She shook her head in disbelief at his claim.

Leo stood and held out his hand.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“I’m going to show you how beautiful you are to me.” He gave her a moment to change her mind. When she placed her hand in his, he let out a sigh of relief.

Bending, he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He felt the slight tremble in her body as he held her close to him. Depending how the night went, the next time he carried her to his room, the shaking in her body would hold a whole new meaning.

CHAPTER FORTY THREE

Leo placed her on the bed and returned to the kitchen for a chair. Opening the closet door until it rested on the wall behind it, revealing the full-length mirror attached to the door. He set the seat in front of it. He turned on the bathroom light and turned off the one in the bedroom. The indirect beam gave off a soft glow. He knew she hated the light, but he wanted her to see what he saw when he looked at her.

Catherine didn't speak as she waited warily.

Walking directly before her, Leo grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled it over his head. He shirked off his shoes, and next came his pants and underthings. Standing straight up, he tapped her hands away, as he slowly slid the robe from her shoulders. Her arms came up protectively to cover her breasts. He ignored that for now.

He bent down and hooked his thumbs through the sides of her panties and slowly drew them to the floor as he kissed her belly. A muffle of protest came from Catherine, and he immediately silenced it with his look. He pulled the sock off her foot. He picked her up and set her in front of the mirror. No, she wasn't the same person she was at nineteen. She grew into a woman, full-grown, and his desire for her only increased.

Leo sat on the chair and pulled her back to his front. Her arms tried to cover all her “jiggly bits,” as she referred to them, but he hoped to show her those bits turned him on. He felt her awkwardness sitting naked in front of the mirror, and he fixated upon putting her at ease.

Catching her hands, he placed them to her sides. Wrapping her legs over his, he spread her wide, wrapping his foot around the front legs of the chair. Ensuring her ankle stayed in a comfortable position, he reached behind him and grabbed a decorative pillow from the bed and curved it around her cast. He saw a hint of her pretty pink pussy on display. Tucking her hands gently under her thighs, he spoke low.

“Keep your hands right where I put them, Kit Kat. I want you to watch me.”

Catherine sat ramrod stiff. Her eyes became giant saucers as she held her breath in anticipation and apprehensiveness. Her pulse throbbed on her neck. Pulling her hair to one side, he met her eyes in the mirror. His fingers glided up and down her arms until she relaxed against his chest.

His hands cupped her breasts, and he purred in her ear. “Your breasts are the perfect size. They fit perfectly in my hands.” Leo squeezed them gently as his thumb grazed her nipples. Catherine inhaled sharply when the tip of his finger traced her areola. “I've always loved the dusky rose color of your nipples against your pale skin. They stand out prettily at my touch, begging for me to pinch and pull.” Placing the nipples between his forefingers and thumbs, he tugged.

Catherine's head rolled back to his shoulder. Her mouth parted, and tiny pants escaped her. She started to move her hands when he pulled harder on the rose-colored peaks. A whimper of protest and desire shot from her.

“Don't move those hands. I want you to see yourself as I do. You’re stunning.” His hands traced around her breasts, causing goosebumps to appear on her soft skin. They glided down to her sides.

“I have two small handles to hang onto as I take you deep and hard. Would you enjoy it, Kit Kat? Can you feel how hard I am against your ass right now? Do you think I’d be this hard if you weren't fucking desirable?”

His arms went underneath hers as his fingers combed through her strawberry blonde patch and separated her glistening lips. His ring finger glided up and down the slick path and finally rested on her clit. Catherine gasped. Her pants became quicker. Her cheeks flushed red. Her sweet little mouth formed a perfect circle as he added pressure and moved in a circular motion.

“Come for me, Kit Kat. Show me how gorgeous you are when you climax.”

As if his words set her free, she moaned into his neck as the waves took her over the edge. His fingers coated with her juices, and he brought them to his mouth as she watched the scene before her. Her body felt languid as he took his time licking her cream. When he finished, he reached over for the condom packet from his nightstand and ripped it open. He helped her stand as he rolled it over his length.

“Come here, Kit Kat. I'm not done showing you what I see.” She allowed him to move her like a rag doll as he maneuvered her over his cock. Sliding slowly inside her snug entrance, Leo bit back a growl. It took everything in him to keep from picking her up, throwing her on the bed, and pounding into her like the beast he felt raging inside. He wanted to claim her in the worst way. Fearing if she knew how he felt, she’d run, he steeled himself to give her this.

“Leo,” she panted. Catherine bit her bottom lip, and he gripped her hips and set a rhythm. Spreading her legs wide, they watched, entranced, as his cock glided in and out of her.

He moved her at his own pace, and she never broke his gaze.

“Play with yourself. Touch yourself while you ride me.” He brought her fingers to his mouth and made them wet before placing her hand over her clit and showing her what he wanted her to do.

Leo thrust her down harder and faster while she moved her fingers frantically. Her cries echoed throughout his room. He closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her. She belongs here. As the thought hit him, his balls tightened as the base of his spine tingled.

Pushing her down harder on his cock and then lifting her to slam her back down. He nuzzled her ear. “I'm going to come deep inside you. I want to feel you come again around my cock.”

Her bobbing head his only indication she heard him. Her chest flushed, and her hair dampened against the sides of her head. The slapping of their skin the only sound heard as he slid her up and down. Leo leaned in and, with a devilish smile, bit her shoulder. Catherine stopped moving as her face froze in pleasure. He impaled her on his cock and felt her clench tightly around him. Both sat still, trying not to break the spell binding them.

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