Page 39 of Leo

To avoid snatching her and placing her on top of his throbbing cock, he wrapped his fingers around the iron bed head and gritted his teeth to stop from exploding.

And he was a master in the art of restraint.

“How about this?” She used her finger to graze the rigidity of his nipple. She was like a child who has just been presented with her first toy by an indulgent parent. She had made the error of admitting that she had never felt free to touch and feel and he had erroneously suggested that he was open to her having a go at him.

She had nibbled at his neck and sent his blood pressure through the roof and then telling him that he tasted like whiskey and apple.

His breath literally left him when she used the tip of her tongue to trace the indentation in his chin.

Now she was further driving him crazy by sliding her fingers through the hairs on his chest.

“I never knew I loved chest hairs until now.” She stared at him beneath her lashes, giving him that seductive look designed to drive him more over the edge.

“Oh?” He asked thickly.

He wanted to ask how much longer, but he had promised to give her the time.

“Hmm.” Trailing her fingers down his flat stomach, she tortured him by circling the indentation of his navel. “What if I did this?” Bending her head, she scraped her teeth over the taut skin.

“It…” He hissed out a breath. “That is effective. Sherrian….”

“And this?”

He cursed long and loud, his body arching as she closed her fingers around the throbbing length of him.

“Baby, wait. Just- Oh good God!” Unwrapping his fingers from the black iron, he reached for her blindly as she started to circle the reddened tip.

“I can’t.” With superhuman effort, he pulled her up and over him, hands clamping around her small waist. Closing his eyes, he tried to quiet his rioting emotions as she closed around him like a vice. There was so much he wanted to say to her. He wanted to spill his feelings, tell her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

When she leaned towards him and offered her breasts, he whimpered. Cupping them, he rubbed the tight nipples with his thumbs. Lifting his head, he suckled hungrily, his movingagainst hers, increasing the tempo until they were both spiraling out of control.

When it was all done, when the tempest had passed, she collapsed on top of him, his hands wrapped around her body, their breathing shattered.

*****

It felt like a honeymoon, at least to him. They were no longer sleeping in separate rooms, not after that night. And he could not get enough of her. She had become fascinated with the lovemaking and even on their way to Italy, had been the one to suggest they use the exceptionally large bed in the cabin.

They were not using anything in terms of protection, and he wondered if she was aware of it.

A sliver of hope began to stir inside him that she might even now be carrying his child. If that was the case, she would have no other choice but to marry him for real.

Florence was their destination with its lovely crumbling beauty and exceptional restaurants and wines.

They stayed in a hotel this time, one that had been bought by his company and restored to its former majestic beauty.

They were treated like royalty of course and it fascinated Sherrian to see him in action and hear his fluency in the Italian language, something that completely flew over her head.

They were spending two days in the country and would be packing in some business he had to take care of as well as their tour of the various restaurants and tiny cafes.

“I don’t want you going by yourself.” Their suite was on the very first floor – a breathtakingly luxurious shell pink wonder that took up the entire first floor. “you do not know the language and I would be worried about you getting lost or worse. I just have a few meetings and then I am free for the rest of the day.”

“You want me to wait for you.”

“Yes, I do.” They were sharing the same bedroom, and it did not even feel strange. He had done something for her that none of the two men she had been with in the past had ever done. He had made her acutely aware of her sexuality.

And she had complicated feelings for him. His closeness made her dizzy and as soon as he look at her with those blue-green eyes, she felt like melting.

“Okay.”

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