Page 23 of Come Back to Me

Leo groans and unclasps my bra. “I feel like the luckiest son of a bitch.”

“That makes two of us,” is my reply, already breathless.

He slides the straps of my bra over my shoulders until I wiggle free from the fabric. His mouth goes to my breasts, which are on full display for him, gifting each one with a kiss before he favors one. He sucks, he licks, and he savors.

“You taste so good,” he mumbles in between his relishing. “So fucking good.”

My head falls back, my eyes flutter closed, and I can’t refrain my moan. The racing thoughts in my mind dull, and somehow, his dirty mouth turns me on even more. I dig my fingers into his hair and hold him to my breast. I’m equally wanting him to never stop what he’s doing while yearning to have him inside me. The need to have him satisfy this constrained ache is nearly painful.

It’s as if he senses my impatience, or maybe he’s feeling it as much as I am, because he lowers me back onto the sleeping bag once again. A tremble racks my body as my bare back touches the chilled fabric. And instantly, I feel the separation from him like a violation.

“Don’t worry, Sugar. I plan to take my time and savor you,” he says reassuringly, but a hint of disappointment settles in my chest.

“Please,” is all I can utter before I sweep my tongue out to wet my lips.

I don’t want him to take his time. Greediness for him to release this pent-up desire almost has me arguing with him. But I blow out a shaky sigh of relief as his fingers work on the button and zipper of my jeans. My heart beats faster as the anticipation flows throughmy veins.

I’m desperate. “Leo, please,” I try again.

“Hold that thought. I’m hopin’ to have ya beggin’ real soon.” He leans forward, dropping a kiss to my stomach near my belly button before he returns to his haunches.

Oh, I plan on begging. Pleading. Insisting. Whatever it takes until my cravings are requited. He tugs my jeans over my ass and down my thighs. Goose bumps take residence across every inch of my skin. Partly out of excitement and partly from the air outside growing colder around us.

Leo’s brows raise, and without speaking, he sits up on his knees and reaches back for a few pieces of wood. He chucks them onto the fire and returns to me. A new smile takes residence on his face. It’s one I’ve seen before. From that first night when we made love. It’s brooding and enticing.

And it’sallmale.

It’s an image of him I already know I’ll be thinking about for a long time. Possibly forever.

Lowering his head, he nudges my legs apart with his calloused hand and brushes a gentle kiss to the inside of my thigh. My skin burns beneath his lips. I hold my breath while I stare up at the sparkling, dark sky that looks like someone’s tossed a million diamonds into it. All my senses are on overload. Wanting mixes with fear of the unknown and battle in my mind. But I trust him. So the craving wins over the worry.

Leo teases me with a trail of kisses inching toward the tendon of my thigh. He’s so close that I ache and need to rub my thighs together. But when I try to draw them in, he presses his warm hand to the inside of my leg and shoves it open further.

“Nuh-uh, sneaky girl. We’re jus’ gettin’ started.”

I swallow. I have no idea what that means, but at the same time, I knowexactlywhat that means. And I’ve never longed for anything more.

He drags a tongue along the seam of my panties, starting near my leg and moving to the waistband. Before I know it, his hot breath radiates through the fabric over my pussy as his mouth comes down on me. My insides clench, and all I see is black when I squeeze my eyes shut.

His fingers are quick as he tears my panties down, propping on his knees to yank them off me completely. It feels like he stares at me for an eternity when I know it’s really only moments. His eyes are dark, and his tongue sweeps out, wetting his lips. I mimic him without thinking.

“Shit. You’re really somethin’, ya know that?”

I’m not sure if I’m supposed to answer or if he’s mostly thinking out loud.

“You’re breathtaking. Those perfect tits of yours. That pretty pussy. And y’all are lettin’ me have a look. Have a taste.”

A low dip in my belly makes me hyperaware of what’s forthcoming. I’m not opposed to it. Not in the slightest. This is something new for me, and I’m more than ready to experience it.

I’mdesperatefor it.

He lowers his head, and when his lips gift my clit with a kiss, I arch against his mouth. The rock of my hips must unleash something feral in him because he does away with his earlier reservations and devours me. His tongue glides over me so torturously fast that I clench and hold my breath so I don’t cry out from sudden pleasure. A continued sensation works its way through my limbs and builds with intensity.

I can’t help but whimper into the quiet night. I toss my arm across my eyes “Shit. It’s a good thing we’re all alone out here,” I mutter.

“Don’t hide yourself, Darlin’.” He tugs my arm away from my face. “You taste incredible. You’re a fucking delicacy.”

At his words, I feel my cheeks go hot. But the embarrassmentpasses the more he licks and sucks.

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