5. Leo

5

Leo

I f the last kiss was tender, sweet, this one is openly hot. I can’t help it. This woman does it for me, and I don’t think that I will ever have enough of her. That little kiss was nothing. This one…this one definitely rings all the bells. But not in an alarming kind of way. Instead, nothing but satisfaction fills me as I slip my hand down her ass and lift her against me as I straighten. Her fingers dig into my shirt as she clings to me.

I pull back slightly and almost laugh when she makes a disgruntled sound and follows my mouth.

“Wrap your legs around me,” I order. She complies and presses against me. I almost drop her. Jesus. I can feel the heat of her pussy through our layers of clothing.

For a second, reality hits me. I know we shouldn’t do this, and I have to be the one in control here.

“We shouldn’t,” I say, but I don’t even sound convincing to my own ears.

“Why not?”

I sigh. “You’re vulnerable.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“Who cares?”

I chuckle, but it ends on a groan when she presses harder against me. I can feel all of her, from her hardened nipples to her sweet cunt.

“It hurts,” she whines. She sounds like she doesn’t understand it, but I do, and it’s my fault.

“Shh, I’ll help,” I promise as I walk us to the couch and sit down. Her legs fall away so she can straddle me.

She cups my face and continues to pepper my mouth with kisses. It’s the most adorable thing. Of course, everything about this woman is adorable. She’s moving against me, but she needs a little guidance. Why that makes me so damned happy, I’m not sure. I set my hands on her hips, showing her just how to gyrate against me. It only takes her a second, and she needs no more instruction. I angle our movements so that every time she comes down on me, I know the tip of my dick is hitting her clit.

I slip one hand beneath her shirt and palm her breast, then pinch her nipple. She moans against my mouth. The tension mounts, little by little, and I can tell she is so close. Her little mewls are getting louder and faster, and then in the next instant, the dam bursts as she shudders against me, calling out my name.

“Leo!”

Her head is thrown back, her body bowed in pleasure, and she’s the most beautiful woman. A sigh of contentment escapes her lips as she slumps against me, the aftershocks of her orgasm still causing little shudders. I kiss her temple and hold her close to me. She snuggles closer, and my heart turns over. I rushed things, and it’s going to be damned impossible to keep my hands off her now. I don’t care. Not even a little bit.

I set her down in my bed, stripping her sweatpants off. There’s a tiny wet spot on her panties. Knowing I got her off fills me with a strange sort of pride. Of course, she wasn’t the only person who got off.

I recheck the doors and windows to make sure everything is locked up tight. Then, I go to the shower. I start the water, knowing it’s going to take a little bit to heat up. I strip out of my shirt and jeans—which are a fucking mess, but I don’t care. It was singularly the best sexual experience of my life.

Once I notice the steam rising, I step inside and let the hot water beat down on my muscles. Even with just blowing my load in my pants, I’m still hard. I have a feeling that’s the way it will always be around Fable. I’ve always had a protective streak in me. It worked well when I was in the military and now as my job as sheriff. But I’ve never felt the need to possess the woman the way I feel about Fable. I want her by my side every minute of the day. I know it’s insane, but I just can’t fight that need.

I soap up, then wrap my hand around my dick. God, all those little sounds she made, the way she shuddered and moaned my name when she came—fuck. I can’t wait to push inside her cunt, deep and hard, and ride her until she comes again and again. I can just imagine her muscles constricting around my cock, and then the feeling of pouring myself inside of her. I want her to do everything to tie her to me, and that means making sure I get her pregnant as soon as possible.

“Fuck,” I mutter, as I stroke myself faster and faster, leaning against the wall.

Images of taking her from behind, fucking her so hard the headboard smacks against the wall filter through my mind. I draw closer to my release as I think about how her tits would bounce, how it would feel to fuck them, then come all over them. My legs threaten to give out as I feel my balls tighten right before I come.

“Fable.” It’s the only word that comes to mind because she is all the matters now.

I gulp in huge breaths as I try to get my heart back under control. It’s thundering in my chest so fast and hard. I’m surprised I don’t pass out. It takes a few minutes for my head to quit spinning.

I dry off, slip on a pair of my boxers, then I join her in bed. She moves closer, throwing one arm and one leg over me. I smile and squeeze her tighter.

This is how I want to spend the rest of my nights.

With that pleasant thought, I drift off to sleep.