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Her hips were subtly rocking, her hands ghosting over his arms, his sides, anything she could reach as if she was restlessly trying to alleviate an itch that kept growing in intensity.
Relieving his own desperate craving, Leo lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, his tongue roughing over the tip.
Ella reacted as if shot, crying out and grabbing his head to hold it in place.
He licked faster, wishing he had more hands, another mouth. He wanted to gorge on Ella, taste every part of her at once, bring her the same ecstasy that was currently rushing through him in waves.
‘Oh, god. Leo!’
In his mind, the sound of Ella crying his name was accompanied by trumpeters and a choir of angels. Nothing would ever feel as satisfying as this moment.
But then she undid her jeans and pushed them, along with her underwear, down to her knees, and Leo realised he’d reached the top of a mountain of happiness only to discover there was another, bigger one right in front of him.
Moving to his side, he cradled Ella in the crook of his left arm, angling her lips to his as his left hand found her breast and his right skimmed down the skin of her stomach to cup her pussy. Beneath his palm were soft curls, warmth, and the most secret, private part of her that he wanted to love with every part of him.
He drank in her whimpers and cries as his tongue tangled with hers. He didn’t move his right hand, just held still as she pushed up into his touch. Then she put her hand over his and pushed his middle finger down into her wet heat.
Oh god, oh god, oh fuck!Leo fought for control as Ella squeezed around his finger.Think of her! Make it good forher!
Corralling his feelings and emotions, he forced himself to remain detached, running his middle finger up the cleft of her pussy to circle her clit with the slickness of her arousal. The bud was hard and swollen, so he moved gently, learning how to please her.
Wrenching her mouth from his, Ella gasped, drawing in lungfuls of air as he rolled her nipple with one hand and stroked her clit with the other. He sensed her muscles tightening with every ragged inhale, quivering as if she were teetering on a knife’s edge.
He drank in her expression, watching every flicker, every tiny response to what he was doing. Pleasuring Ella was like receiving the ultimate gift. One he would keep in his heart for the rest of his life.
Her eyes met his, her gaze frantic and wild, her cheeks bright with colour. ‘Leo! I’m—’
He kept up the movement of his fingers, the pace steady and relentless as she began to fall apart.
Ella. Ella. My Ella.
‘I’m going. I’m going to—’ her words cut off as her breath stopped, her body stiffening.
Yes. He continued to stroke her as she shuddered on the bed, gasping for air, the tremors continuing to radiate out in waves.
Then, eventually, when she became as limp as a rag doll, he held her to him, nuzzling her neck, his heart so full of love it threatened to spill from his eyes.
She turned her head, her mouth seeking his, and he kissed her with everything he was and everything he had. Her hand reached for his trousers, but he pulled away. She owed him nothing. Her pleasure was his pleasure, and he was desperate to prove himself to her. If he could show her how good it could be with him, then maybe, just maybe, she might consider him for the long haul, not just for now.
Shifting down the bed, he tugged her jeans and pants off.
She raised her head, her cheeks pink. ‘What are you—?’
Kneeling, he took one of her feet into his hands, pressing his thumbs into the instep.
Ella flopped back on the pillow. ‘Oh my god,’ she murmured. ‘That feels so good.’
Leo mentally pinched himself as he gazed at her naked form lying on his bed. How had he got so lucky? He continued kneading and massaging, then moved to the other foot, revelling in every little moan and sigh she made.
When her limbs were heavy and languid, he pressed kisses to the ends of her toes, then kissed his way slowly up her legs, waiting for her to part them as he went. Her hands were flexing by her sides, her breath coming deeper.
Taking his time, he sucked and nipped up her inner thigh, drawing the soft flesh into his mouth. She was twitching now, her desire ramping up again, until her legs finally spread in open invitation.
Leo took it, licking up the length of her slit and circling her clit with his tongue.
She jerked at the contact, but her hands flew to his head to keep him in place.
He smiled and did it again.
