Leo's in a crazy mood…I can tell. His eyes follow me to the bar. I need a drink, something to take the edge off. After almost dying today and then being reconnected with him and then coming so much like that, well, I need to recharge.

I make vodka soda with lime, and have a little glass of orange juice.

"Hey Leo, where are we on that dinner?"

His cock is still hard and he's likely not thinking about food but my stomach is grumbling.

"Come here," he says all domineering.

I sip my drink and tentatively walk towards him.

What does Leo have in store for me now?

Before I can protest or realize what's happening Leo sweeps me up off the floor and marches us both to his room.

My vodka soda splashes across his back and I place it on the bar on the way past.

"Leo, God, fuck. Give me a minute."

"No way."

He tosses me on the bed. And then there's a glint of something dark and mischievous in his eyes. He says to turn around and put my hands behind my back. I obey but turn my head enough to see him pull a perfectly steamed tie from the wooden rack in the corner. He wraps it around my wrists and makes some kind of complicated knot.

"What are you? A sailor? How'd you learn to tie a knot like that?"

He smirks and says, "hush."

Then he's pulling me across the bed by my ankles as if I weigh nothing at all. My hands are tied and I can't escape not that I would want to. Pulling my ass in the air he lines his hips up to me and I can feel that giant cock. A shiver of fear and anticipation takes me over. What ecstatic heights will he bring me to tonight?

He's standing and I'm at the edge of the bed, bent over, spread wide to his every whim. My ass is in line with cock and I wonder if he's going to take it that far.

I lay my face down on the bed and look to the side, wondering what my fate will be. I can see him behind me getting ready to fuck my brains out but by which hole I don't know. 

He slaps my ass and it stings. He slaps it again and I yelp. On the third slap, he's entering me.

I'm not sure if I'm riding the high from the pain of the slap or from his massive cock forcing my pussy to open past my limits.

"Oh, Leo, it feels so fucking good."

Thank God he's not ass fucking me. I'm not prepared for an orgasm like that tonight. I'd die for his cock though, anywhere he wants it to be.

"That's my girl."

I tell him what he wants to hear, he doesn't have to drag it out of me because it's the earnest fucking truth. I want him in all ways, especially when he ties me up and fucks me hard like this. It's a good thing I came before because it'll be easier and more intense than ever to ride that wave again.

He pumps into me easily because I'm so drenched in pre-cum.

"Mmm, you're ready for me aren't you?"

"Yes, Leo. I want it...fuck, I need you."

Telling him that sets him off like a goddamn rocket ship. He pushes and forces and thrusts his way to paradise. He grabs my hair and I'm screaming for more. The intensity builds up and it rises to a peak before I explode all around him again and again. I'm crying his name and it gets him off.

He thrusts harder and harder until with one final pump and a deep gasp he reaches his own bliss. I feel the warmth of his cum streaming out of me and in all directions.

My pussy is drenched with both our juices and it feels so wet and sticky.

He circles my clit with his finger and it causes small volcanic eruptions to course through me. I'm having multiple orgasms.

The feeling of this is heightened in knowing that he's my man forever. The past is behind us and the danger is behind us. We're celebrating our future now and it feels full of sexual promise.

Especially as Leo empties the final remnants of his load into me. He pulls out and massages my ass for good measure before untying that hell of a knot.

"Okay, now I'm truly spent," I say languidly, still enjoying the dream of total contentment.

"Come with me," he pulls me up and I follow him to the main part of the penthouse.

I lie back, grab my drink, and wait.

He's on the phone with the chef from one of the restaurants downstairs. He sees me watching him and smiles in that crooked way that I love. I can't believe we're reunited at last. Now that he's busy I have time consider all that was said and done. 

Jax basically admitted to forcing Leo to leave me. Anger at my brother steams to the surface but I try not to let it ruin this moment. The nerve of my stupid brother to ruin my life like that. Leo and I could've been together all these years.

He's coming towards me and I let him snag my drink for a quick sip.

"Yum. Make me one?"

"Of course. I love to play bartender."

I rise and mix him the best vodka soda I can. I infuse it with plenty of lime and top of the line vodka. 

This is a vision of what my life could be. Leo and I, relaxed and in love. Me making him drinks, him ordering food, the massages, the workouts, the days spent together, clubbing, and dining, and traveling, and talking...it all could be mine. It is mine. Finally.  

He's adventurous but chill, authoritative but sweet, but most of all, he's devoted to me. He worships the ground I walk on.

Now that I know the truth I realize that everything he's done was for me. It was all to make me safe and to make me his.

Dinner arrives and he has them make up the table on the terrace. It's like a scene from a movie with candles lit, wine chilling, and fairy lights everywhere, snaking through the topiary. I think his balcony may be my favorite part of the penthouse because it's far removed yet right within the city. I feel like I'm where all the action is, not missing out on anything, and yet able to relax up here.

"Sienna," he pulls a chair out for me and I gladly take a seat, anxious to replenish myself.

He removes the warming cover to the plate which reveals filet mignon and veggies. It looks so good and is just what I need after a long day.

"How did you know I love red meat?"

"I could tell you needed the extra iron after the day you've been through."

He's right and thinking of it sends me into a flashback of the guy with the gun at my head.

"How will I ever recover from that?" I ask hoping he can provide the answer and the outlet I need.

Leo reaches across the table and grabs my hand.

"I'll help you. I'm here. And don't forget all the extra security outside. They'll be your constant companions."

"Thanks," I say.

I know he's got me covered. He didn't let me die today and there's a freedom in that for the future.

"You're always gonna be there for me, huh?"

He looks up in a funny way like the answer is obvious, "Of course."

"So even if my brother threatens to bring down all hell you'll still be there for me?"

He smiles, "Of course. I'd say I'd be the one threatening him now."

We laugh because it's true. Leo's risen to such a position of power that it eclipses even that of my brother Jax.

"But Sienna," he says in honesty. "I left because I really believed I didn't deserve you. Even if Jax hadn't been overprotected I might not have been ready. I needed to find myself first and to prove to myself that I can do anything, do you see?"

Knowing that maybe our separation was meant to happen because we both needed to grow up a little bit helps relieve the pain. And it helps me not to want to kill Jax.

"Well, that's good news for my brother because now I might want to forgive him."

"You should. He was just looking out for your best interest. Besides I would have found you, one day."

"I'm glad that day is now."

"Me too."

We eat under the stairs that are dimmed a little by his balcony lights. It's romantic and perfect and just the thing I need to reenergize me and to ground me back into the fact that I'm really gonna be with Leo...forever.