Page 152 of How to Prevent a Fumble

“Don’t you dare,” he says, shaking his head. His eyes burn with lust; it’s something I’ve still had to get used to. Someone wanting me like this.

“Leo—”

“There’s not an inch of you that’s not perfect, Sunny.” He moves closer, his mouth settling at the crook of my neck. “I just want to memorize every single inch of you.”

My heart squeezes in my chest as his hands roam lower, exploring the sensitive flesh between my legs. Nudging my legs wider with his wrist, Leo bites my ear at the same time as he plunges his fingers inside of me, and my head drops back in ecstasy.

Taking a fistful of his shirt, I pull him closer, forcing his mouth on mine as he strokes me, playing me like the finest instruments as I feel my nerve endings buzz with anticipation.

“Please tell me that you’ll have me, Briar. I know that I don’t deserve you right now. I may not deserve you for a long time. But I don’t want anyone other than you.”

“You have me, Leo. For as long as you want.”

“Forever, Briar. I want you for forever. Remember that.”

I nod, but his fingers cause me to not quite understand his words.

Forever is a long time, and I’m not even sure if he knows what those words mean himself.

Leo removes his fingers, and I instantly miss his warmth. Pouting, I look up at him as he pushes me gently onto the bed. Grabbing my leg, I gasp as he drags me around to the other side, my head falling to the soft fabric of the comforter.

He digs into his suitcase, removing a condom.

I prop myself up onto my elbows, curiosity eating at me. “Can I ask you a question if you promise not to be weird about it?”

“I think I can manage that,” he replies, a glimmer in his eye as he rips the package open.

“Why haven’t you asked me about, well, you know, not using those?”

Leo freezes, his brows furrowing as he looks down at his erect dick, a truly impressive sight, back up to me. “I didn’t want to make things awkward,” he says simply, shrugging his shoulders.

“Why would it be awkward?”

He looks around, biting his lip before letting out a small sigh. “You’ve made it clear, more than a few times, that you felt trapped by Tony when you got pregnant. I get that I trapped you into this predicament,” he gestures between us, “but I didn’t want you to think even for a second that I wanted to trap you in my life the same way.”

My heart completely melts, my shoulders relaxing in a way I didn’t even know they could as tears threaten to escape my eyes.

“I just wanted to make sure you feel safe and comfortable with me, Briar. I promise. But if you don’t want to use them, that’s fine with me. I haven’t had sex since you started working for me, and I got tested soon after.” He watches the way I purse my lips, trying to think of how to respond, and adds, “Not because I expected something to happen with you, but because I just, fuck Briar, you just made me want to be a better man from the start.”

Not wanting to waste another second without his skin on mine, I sit up, grab his arm, and pull him on top of me, his lips instantly capturing mine in one of the most thrilling dances I’ve ever experienced.

His hips rock as I lift mine, a silent agreement between us, and all it takes is an adjustment before he fills me, his warmth something I know my body is going to crave every day.

I know for sure that there can’t be anything better than this.

Pushing his shoulder back, Leo instantly understands what I want. Wrapping his arm behind my back and holding me to him, he flips us in one fluid movement, and I sit up, the angle hitting me just right as a wave of pleasure hits me like a tidal wave.

My eyes roll back as I rock back and forth slowly, giving myself time to adjust a little.

“You okay?” he asks, brushing my hair out of my face.

I nod. “Yeah, I just need,” I let out a satisfied whimper. “I just need a second to adjust, is all. I don’t know if you know this but you’re fucking huge, Leo.”

A huge grin spreads over his stupidly handsome face as he starts rocking his hips, his hands coming out to grab mine, threading his fingers interlocking them.

Lifting myself up, I slowly come down onto him, feeling every single inch as I go, my eyelids feeling heavy.

“Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good, riding my cock,” he groans before biting his lip and tilting his head to get a better look at where he disappears inside of me.

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