My heart pounds and a smile forms on my face, “Except you, Leo.”
No, Leo is not feminine and pretty like some fuckboy but he’s outrageously handsome and all man. His body is built like a man ready for battle and his face looks as if it was painted by a master artist. Carefully symmetrical and perfectly designed.
He rubs my shoulders and works the tired knots out of my neck before grabbing the body wash. I see the one he’s going for, but I stop him when my stomach turns, “No. Not that one. I can’t stand the smell of coffee.”
Leo’s hand stops and his brows furrow, “I thought that was your favorite scent.”
“It was but for some reason it makes my stomach heave and my head hurt. Use yours, I love the scent of that one.”
Leo smiles like he knows something I don’t and reaches for his.
I can’t pronounce the Italian words on the label, but the spicy scent brings me back to the moment. It smells like Leo.
He pours some on his hands and begins to rub my back and arms before reaching around me to my front.
His hands move meticulously, focusing on the job of caring for me, but I want something less… sweet.
I grab his hands and bring them to my breasts as I arch my back to rub against his hard cock.
“I want you, papi.”
Instead of taking me against the wall and fucking me raw like I had hoped, Leo pulls away from me.
When I turn to him, I see him lowering himself to the built-in bench seat. His hard cock is curved up toward his navel. As he grips it and strokes it slowly, a smirk forms on his devious face, “Show me, mami.”
The bench isn’t comfortable enough to straddle him, so I drop down to my knees and kiss up his thighs like he did to me.
I nip and suck on random spots before completely bypassing his pulsing member and sucking on his hip bones. I lick the V above his pubic bone and smile when I get a groan from him.
“Your teasing won’t do you any favors, baby. Suck my dick before I jerk myself on your tits and leave you hanging.”
Damn, even his threats sound fucking delicious. I love how much he needs me, how much he wants me. My body, my mouth and my hands are what get him hard. I am what makes his cock weep. I have that power over him and it’s intoxicating.
I open my mouth and lick around the crown of his rod before sucking him down into my throat.
“Ah, fuck, baby. That’s right, swallow me down.”
Leo’s fingers tangle in my hair as I pick up my pace, hollowing out my cheeks and humming every time his tip hits my throat.
I let his dick fall from my mouth before I suck his balls.
Leo pulls me up and spins me around. His hands glide up the back of my thighs before his fingers slip between my slick folds.
“Always ready for me. I love how your body weeps for me. Sit on cock, baby. I want to feel your tight little cunt come all over me.”
“Palabras sucias.”Filthy words.
“That’s right baby, filthy words for my filthy queen.”
My heart stutters at his words. Though he hasn’t said, I love you, I’ve never heard an endearment so close to them as him calling me his queen.
Leo Alonso sees me as his queen. Not just his girl or his woman, no… I’m his motherfuckingqueen.
I place my hands on his knees and lower myself to his cock as he lines himself up.
Painfully slow, I lower myself until I’m fully seated. Leo pulls my back to his chest and puts my legs on the outside of his, spreading me wide.
“Oh fuck, Leo.” I try to relax but the angle is one I’ve never felt before and I feel completely stuffed. His hard as steel cock is pushing against parts of me that have never been touched before.