Page 24 of Only for Tonight
I position her carefully, straddling my lap and facing me. She bare and beautiful in the morning light.
"God, look at you." My hands roam up her sides, over her ribs, cupping her breasts. Heavy and soft and real in my hands. "So bloody gorgeous."
She flushes, pink spreading across her skin as she looks away, ducking her head.
"No." I catch her chin with firm fingers, making her look at me. "Don't hide. You're beautiful, every inch." My other hand traces her curves, her hip, her thigh. "These curves. This softness. This body made to be worshipped. Yeah?"
"I'm trying." Her voice is small, uncertain.
"Try harder." I kiss her neck, scraping my teeth along the sensitive skin. She shivers. I move to her collarbone, then down to her breasts, my tongue tracing a path. "I’m about to show you exactly how stunning you are."
My mouth closes around her nipple and she gasps, back arching as she presses into me.
"That's it. Show me." I suck hard enough to make her whimper, and her hands fist in my hair.
From across the room, James pauses mid-button on his half-done shirt, staring with his hands frozen. "She's stunning like this."
"I know." I switch to her other breast, sucking and biting gently, drawing more of those sounds from her. My hand splays across her lower back, holding her to me. "Believe me. I know."
Luca comes out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, water dripping down his chest and his hair wet and messy.He stops dead when he sees us, his hand frozen mid-reach for clothes.
"Well, shit." But he's grinning wide and delighted. "That's quite the view."
"Keep getting ready." I don't look away from Rebecca, my tongue circling her nipple. "Don't mind us."
"How can I not?" He moves to his suitcase slower than necessary, unable to stop staring. "You two are quite the show."
"That's the idea." My hand slides down between her thighs.
She's wet. Ready. Despite the soreness. My fingers slide through her folds. "Bloody hell, sweetheart. You're soaking."
"Your fault." She breathes out, hips shifting and seeking more.
"Good."So fucking good.
I circle her clit slowly, deliberately, watching her face for every expression, every flutter of her eyelashes, every little sound.
"Leo," she breathes, head falling back. "Please."
"Please what?" I increase the pressure, circling and teasing.
"Touch me. More. Something." Her hands grip my shoulders, nails digging in.
"Patience." Two fingers now, circling. "I waited all night. You can wait a bit longer."
"Cruel." But she's rocking against my hand now, chasing it.
"Maybe. But you love it."
I slide two fingers inside. She's tight, hot, still swollen, but she takes me eagerly. Moans when I curl them, finding that spot and pressing.
"There," she gasps. "Right there."
"I know where it is, sweetheart." I pump my fingers, curling them with each thrust. "I watched them take you there. Now you're gonna scream my name."
Mine. All fucking mine.
I work her with my fingers, thumb on her clit, building her up steadily. My other hand grips her hip, controlling the pace.
