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‘Fantastically festive friend forever,’ she continued. ‘And I’m so fortunate to have you.’
‘Don’t forget “faithful”,’ he added. ‘I’d quite like to spend the rest of my life loving you.’
Emotion fluttered like a butterfly in her heart. ‘That sounds pretty perfect to me,’ she replied softly.
There was a charged beat as they gazed at each other. A moment which contained in it the promise of an entire future of happiness together.
Then Leo inclined his head towards her breasts. ‘I’m going back in, but I need your help.’
She trailed her fingers down to her nipples, maintaining eye contact as she rolled the tips between her fingers and thumbs, sharp pleasure shooting down to her clit.
‘Fuck’s sake,’ Leo groaned. ‘Could you please try to be a little less hot?’
She stuck out her tongue.
‘Not helping,’ he growled. ‘Now all I can think about is kissing you.’
‘Or perhaps me licking your cock?’
He let out another strangled yell, then head-butted the mattress between her thighs. ‘Seriously?’
She laughed with joy. ‘I love you.’
He raised his head. ‘And I love you. Now I’m going to write those words with my tongue, and you’re going to come. Okay?’
Her laugh became breathless. ‘Okay.’
‘Good.’ His mouth lowered, and she twitched as he wrote ‘I’.
She followed the words ‘love’ and ‘you’, but then he started again and her mind began to fracture, shockwaves juddering along every nerve. She lost track of anything except the heightening pleasure as her orgasm built in tighter and tighter circles.
‘I love you,’ she gasped. ‘I love you. I love you.’
Lust burned bright in every cell, and love was the petrol being poured on the flames. Leo’s tongue was fire and light, amplifying every sensation, every emotion inside her until she reached the point of no return. The moment when everything inside her exploded into blinding, pulsing, never-ending pleasure. Rocking her from the inside out. Taking her to heaven and beyond.
The waves kept coming. She was surfing the rolling edges of the universe in a perfect present, containing the totality of everything in an ever-unfolding moment of now.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Ella was barely aware that Leo had moved, the pleasure still humming inside her like a choir of angels singing about orgasm-inducing chocolate.
But then his naked body was above hers, his forearms bracketing her head as he took her mouth in a blistering kiss.
She tilted her hips, finding the hard head of his shaft and pushing up onto it.
With a groan of surrender and release, Leo plunged his cock deep inside her.
Gasping at the intensity of the stretch, Ella clung to him. There was no other pleasure in heaven or on earth that could touch her like this. The raw and pure intimacy of him filling her body and soul.
His breath was ragged, his muscles tense and primed. Raising his head, he gazed at her, and her own breath stopped at the look in his eyes. She’d never felt so loved before. So cherished. So wanted. As if she were the very oxygen keeping him alive.
‘I—’ He stopped to suck in another breath, then held it, the tendons in his neck taut and thrumming with tension.
She stroked up and down the hard planes of his body, soothing him. ‘I love you, too. It’s okay.’
‘But—’
She tightened her pelvic floor, squeezing his cock. ‘It’s okay.’
