Licking.
Sucking.
Fucking me with his tounge.
My eyes roll back in my head as I let my senses take over. I push all thoughts out of my head, refusing to think about anything other than how they’re making me feel right now, here in this moment. Leon moves down the bed too, his hands, lips and mouth finding my breasts as he continues to suck, nip and lick my nipples.
“Christy,” they mutter in unison.
This fire between us builds, it takes over. It breaks down every wall between us. It devours all the wrongs, burning them to ash whilst conjuring a sensation deep within my core. It builds, wild and fierce, powerful and strong until I’m coming hard. With my eyes pressed shut, my back arching, my mouth open wide on a passionate scream, I come. I come, tears sliding down my temple as I shudder, my body jerking against Konrad’s face.
“That’s it, Christy, sing for us,” Leon says, capturing my cry with his lips, plunging his tongue into my mouth and kissing me with the edges of his soul until my orgasm ebbs away leaving me relaxed, satiated, calm,content.
When the final tendrils of my orgasm disperse, Leon slides off the bed as Konrad climbs back in, pulling me into his chest and curving around my body.
We both watch him as he gets dressed. “Rest, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“Bring him home,” Konrad says.
“I will.” Leon nods, flicking his gaze to me. “Jakub’s going to be at his worst, Christy, this won’t be easy.”
“When has it ever been easy,” I murmur, watching him leave as my skin breaks out in goosebumps and another vision pulls me under.