Page 33 of Come Back to Me

He breathes out a strangled chuckle just as I press a kiss to the tip of him. I pull back and lick my lips, the taste of him piquing my intrigue.

“It’s not too big for you, Sugar. You take it so well.” His hands go into my hair, and it heightens my senses.

I lean in again, this time opening up for him and taking his fullness into my mouth. As I do, he thrusts in farther, and my tongue pushes him back in response.

He groans. “It’s okay, my pretty girl. You’re doing it just right. Take me in and suck.”

His words coax me to close my lips around him, and when I pull back, my tongue glides against his throbbing cock. My hand moves intermittently with my mouth, pulling him in and out in a rhythm I’m surprised to find easy. Enticing even.

Leo digs his fingers against the back of my head, guiding me when I become sporadic. It’s hot and gets my own desire buzzing. When I drag my teeth against his sensitive skin, his fingertips scrape against my scalp, and he brings my head closer to him. As I torment him with my mouth, opening and closing around him, sucking and licking, he pulses against me.

“Shit. I’m gonna come,” he whispers sharply, trying to pull away from me.

But I grip a hand on one of his butt cheeks and hold him to me. “It’s okay. I can take it.”

His eyes dance over mine. “Ya sure?”

I nod and take in his fullness once again. It doesn’t take long before his cock twitches and then surges. Hot liquid pools into my mouth, and I open my throat, taking it. Just as I said I could. I swallow but barely notice as the only thing I hear is my name tumbling quietly out of his mouth.

“Giana. Giana. Giana. Fuck, Giana.”

I pull back my mouth until I release him with apopfrom my lips. My hand unclenches from him, and I wipe the back ofmy hand against my mouth. He lowers himself to me, and lifts me under my elbows. His breathing is quick. Pressing his forehead against mine, he blinks slowly and lethargically.

“You are…everything. Everything to me,” he pants before blessing me with a kiss to my lips that’s sweet. That’s grateful. That’s appreciative.

“Now, let’s take a bath, and let me take care of you, Darlin’.”

There’s a dip in my belly, and already, a lustful yearning builds between my thighs.

“And after I bathe ya, I’m going to fuck you until you’re howling my name.”

“Is that a promise, Cowboy?”

He smacks me playfully on the bare ass as I step into the tub.

“If you climb in the saddle, you better be ready for the ride, Sugar,” he drawls, joining me in the bath.

I’m not familiar with that saying, but what I do know, it’s hot as hell. What I also know, it’s going to be aHail Marykind of sex.

Because it could very well be our last.

After we slip into bed, Leo picks up the book from the nightstand and reads out loud for a bit. Reading together is something we’ve been doing to unwind at the end of the day. We’ve been working our way throughPride and Prejudiceby Jane Austen. It’s amusing the way Leo chuckles at Elizabeth’s quips at Mr. Darcy.

But tonight, there’s no chuckling. There are no silly voices for the characters. Neither of us is invested in the story. At thisrealization, Leo closes the book and returns it to the nightstand.

With his arm wrapped around me tightly, I rest my cheek against his chest. Listening to his breathing and feeling his heart thump is soothing.

“I have to go,” Leo finally whispers into the dark.

“I know,” is my reply.

We cling to one another the entire night, both fighting against exhaustion and sleep that threatens to drag us into our new reality. The one where we have to say goodbye. The one where our future together is uncertain.

It’s unfair.

It’s not how this love story was supposed to end.

Iawake in a panic, shooting straight up in bed. But my shoulders relax at the sight of Leo sitting on the edge of the mattress. His back is to me. I crawl over to him on my knees and slip my arms around his back. He grips my hands and holds me so tight to him I fight to take a breath. My throat feels raw and thick.

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