Page 25 of Only for Tonight
Luca's getting dressed, jeans already on and tank top in hand. He's watching us in the mirror's reflection. "Bloody hell, I'm hard as a rock again. How am I supposed to meet my agent like this?"
"Not my problem, mate." I grin at him without stopping what I'm doing.
James adjusts his trousers with a grimace. "Makes two of us. This isn't helping my concentration."
"Then stop watching." I increase the pressure, making Rebecca whimper.
"Worth it though," Luca says, tank top still forgotten in his hand as he keeps watching.
"She's close," James observes, pausing with his cufflinks to watch us.
“Not yet.” Pull my fingers out. A slow drag. Rebecca whimpers. Hips chasing my hand. “Not till I'm inside you.”
“Leo,” she pleads. Hands clutching at me. “Please.”
"There it is." I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean, never breaking eye contact. "Say it again."
"Please." Her voice breaks, needy and desperate.
"Better." I reach for the nightstand, grabbing a condom and tearing it open with my teeth. "But you can do better."
"Please. I need you inside me. Need to feel you." She's rocking in my lap, grinding against me.
Fuck. Yes.
I roll the condom on, line myself up, and press against her entrance.
"Need what?"
"You," she gasps. "Just you. Please, Leo."
Hearing my name like that, begging, nearly undoes me.
Mine. Finally mine.
"Good enough."
I pull her down slow and steady, watching her face as I fill her inch by inch. Her mouth opens in a silent cry.
Fuck, finally.
Hell. She's so tight I have to grit my teeth and force myself to go slow. My hands shake with the effort.
"Breathe," I tell her, hands on her hips guiding her down. "Just breathe, sweetheart."
She takes a shaky breath and sinks down further, taking more of me. Her hands clutch my shoulders, nails biting into skin.
"That's it. That's my good girl."
From across the room, Luca groans and his tank top drops to the floor. "Bloody hell, that's hot."
"Keep watching." My hands grip her hips tight, guiding her down until I'm fully seated inside her.
Perfect. She's perfect.
Rebecca's trembling, her head falling to my shoulder as she breathes hard against my neck. Warm puffs of air on my skin. "You're so deep."
"I know." I kiss her temple, then her cheek, gentle despite how hard I'm trying not to move yet. "Feel good?"
