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‘Oh.’
‘And don’t you thinkImight be worried you’re not yet over He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named?’
She shook her head rapidly. ‘Oliver seems like some weird dream that happened in another life. But I don’t think about him at all anymore. Only you.’
Leo’s shoulders relaxed a fraction. ‘When we were teenagers, I didn’t think it was possible to love anyone as much as I did you. But then…’
Lila.
‘I fell in love with you all over again,’ he continued. ‘Only this time it was even more all-consuming.’ He gazed at her with understanding. ‘It was a surprise, seeing Lila again tonight. But it just reminded me of a part of my life where I was going through the motions. Acting in the way I thought was expected of me. Lila was—is…’ He sighed. ‘Lila. But the person who stole my heart in the beginning, and who has it now, is you, Ella.’ He gave her a heart-stopping smile. ‘It’s you. It’s always been you.’
Ella didn’t realise she was crying until Leo swept the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs.
‘All I think about is you,’ he continued. ‘All I want to do is make you happy. So if you need me to back off and give you space, you have to tell me.’
She shook her head again. ‘I never need space from you. You’re my best everything. I just can’t believe I could be this lucky. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.’
Leo wrapped his arms around her, pressing her body against his as if their love could merge them into one person, murmuring his love for her over and over like a prayer.
Ella felt every beat of her heart, love pulsing through her blood. But as she felt the hard length of Leo’s arousal pressing into her belly, that love became hotter, needier. Pulling him into her room, she closed the door behind them and locked it.
Confusion moved across Leo’s lust-drenched features. ‘You got a key? How?’
‘Bridget,’ she replied with a grin. ‘I’m clearly her favourite.’
‘I should be mortally offended. But she’s got impeccable taste.’
He lowered his head, his lips coaxing hers apart as pleasure coursed through her like a spring tide. She opened to him, her tongue meeting his with licks of fire that made her gasp. His kisses were decadent and debauched, taking everything she had to give, then soul-searingly sweet.
She clung to his broad shoulders, her body thrumming with need, her pulse racing. It had been days since they’d been intimate, and now her need for him was painful in its intensity.
Resisting the magnetic pull of his mouth, Ella broke free, grabbing at the back of her dress to undo it. Leo spun her around, tugged the zip down, and pulled the capped sleeves from her shoulders. The dress pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it, then took off her bra. Leo dropped to his knees to take off her ballet pumps, then tore off her pants.
She stood naked above him, trembling with desire, her skin prickling with electricity. He stared up at her, his eyes blazing with intent, his cheeks coloured with passion. Then, still holding her gaze, he brought his hands to the apex of her thighs, spread her sex open with his thumbs and leaned forward, licking up the length of her pussy.
Pleasure cracked through her like a whip and she cried out.
He did it again. And again. And again.
Her legs shook. She couldn’t hold herself upright against the onslaught of feeling.
As she stumbled, Leo lifted her, carrying her the short distance to the bed, then placed her down. Spreading her legs wide, he settled between them, kissing, licking, sucking every part of her as her orgasm began to build, whirling from the edges of her skin to her core.
‘Leo! Leo! Leo! Oh my god, Leo!’ Her breath was jagged, her lungs labouring to draw in enough air as each flick of his tongue sent another shockwave through her. Her toes curled, her fingers flexed, her muscles tensing as her climax built towards its release.
Then Leo stopped and let out a frustrated yell.
Ella lifted her head from the mattress, her heart pounding. ‘Leo?’
His gaze was fire as he showed her his index finger and thumb barely a millimetre apart. ‘I’mthisclose to coming. You’re just—’ He broke off and shook his head, his eyes tightly closed. ‘I—’ Letting out a long breath, he dropped his forehead to her thigh. ‘I love you so much I’m about to explode.’
She interlaced her fingers in his hair. ‘Me too.’
Raising his head, he gave her a desperate look. ‘I promise I’ll put on a better performance next time. You’re just so fucking hot and it’s making me very,veryuncool.’
A giggle burst out. ‘You’re my best, most fexy, fandsome, funny, fucking-hot—’
‘Please don’t add the word ‘fast’ to your list,’ he muttered. ‘I’ll disgrace the family name.’
