"Jesse," he whispers, his voice barely audible. It's a plea, a prayer. A name that holds a thousand memories, a thousand promises.
I hum in response, the vibration making him groan. His hands tighten in my hair, his body tense. I can feel him gettingclose, can feel the tension building. But I don't rush. I take my time, savoring every moment, every taste, every sound.
Because this isn't just about him. It's about us. About reconnecting, about rediscovering each other. About making up for lost time. And I intend to enjoy every second of it.
Davin's hand wraps around my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle. "Not so fast," he growls, his voice low and husky. I raise an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips.
"Oh yeah?" I challenge, my voice barely above a whisper. "And why's that?"
He tugs me towards the bed, a wicked grin on his face. "Because I'm not done with you yet."
I stumble slightly, caught off guard, but he steadies me, his hands on my hips. His touch is electric, sending shivers down my spine. "Is that so?" I murmur, my heart pounding like a drum.
"Mm-hmm," he hums, his lips brushing against my ear. His breath is hot, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. "I've got plans for you, Jesse."
I can't help but laugh, a soft, breathy sound. "Plans, huh? And what exactly do these plans entail?"
He grins, his hands sliding down to cup my ass. "Wouldn't you like to know?" he teases, his fingers digging into my flesh. I gasp, my body arching into his.
His lips find my neck, his teeth grazing against my skin. I shiver, my body aching with need.
Davin's hands slide up my body, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist, the swell of my breasts. I can feel his heart pounding, can see the desire in his eyes. It's intoxicating.
His fingers find the hem of my shirt, tugging it up and over my head. I don't resist, my body aching with anticipation.
"First," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear, "I'm going to lay you down on this bed." His hands find my wrists,gently guiding me down onto the mattress. I go willingly, my body trembling with desire.
"And then?" I ask, my voice barely audible. He grins, his hands sliding down my body, his fingers tracing the line of my pants.
"And then," he whispers, his voice barely a growl, "I'm going to make you scream."
"You talk a big game," I tease, my voice barely a whisper. His fingers find my inner thigh, tracing a line up to my center. I gasp, my body arching into his touch.
"Oh, I do more than talk," he growls, his fingers slipping inside me. I moan, my body clenching around him. He grins, his thumb finding my clit, circling it slowly.
"Fuck," I gasp, my hands fisting the sheets. His lips find my ear, his breath hot on my skin.
"That's the idea," he murmurs, his fingers moving inside me, his thumb circling my clit. I can feel the tension building, can feel my body aching with need.
"Davin," I whisper, my voice barely audible. His fingers curl inside me, hitting that spot that makes me see stars. I gasp, my body trembling with pleasure.
"That's it, baby," he whispers, his voice barely a growl. "Let me hear you."
His fingers move faster, his thumb circling my clit with just the right amount of pressure. I can feel my orgasm building, can feel the tension coiling in my belly.
He pulls his hand back and, in one smooth motion, he's inside me. It's somehow soft and rough at the same time, exactly what I need to get me over the edge.
And with that, I do. My body convulses, my orgasm ripping through me. I whimper his name, my body clenching around his fingers, my hands fisting the sheets. He rides out my orgasm with me, his fingers moving slower, his lips gentle on my skin.
As I come down from my high, I open my eyes to find him smiling lazily at me.
"Welcome home," I say.
CHAPTER 20
DAVIN
Istand outside Leo's room, my heart hammering against my ribs. The door panel glows with a soft nightlight, casting shadows across the hallway.