Chapter 21
Leo
I pin her luscious hips to the mattress and bare down, grinding into her pussy with rough, unyielding thrusts. She arches her spine, offering her beautiful tits up to me, and I can’t help but lean down and suck one tight nipple between my lips, flicking it with my tongue.
She whispers my name and her fingernails claw at my arms as pleasure engulfs her whole being. “Leo…”
“Yeah, Cupcake Girl. Say it again.”
I’m addicted to the way she moans my name. I could listen to it all day.
Her walls constrict around me, rippling and throbbing as she sings my name like a mantra. “Leo, yes…Leo, so good.”
She’s such a good girl. My cock gets harder.
I dip my head, catching her mouth with mine. Shit—this feels good! Grinning into the kiss, I press my lids shut, blocking off everything but the softness of her lips and the sweetness of her tongue.
Her arms tighten around my neck and she brings me closer. “Oh god, I’m about to come,” she whispers as I bury my face at her collarbone.
Her sexy little body is tightening, her muscles are tensing up. I ram my shaft into that tight pussy and circle her clit with my thumb. My own orgasm is building. I feel it racing up my limbs, heating the marrow in my bones.
I’m groaning now, my lips pressed against her throat. “Come for me, Reese. I want to feel you come on my dick.” I run my tongue up her neck and she starts to shake. Her moan vibrates in her chest. I pull back to watch her beautiful face as she falls apart beneath me.
And now my cock is spasming in her cunt. My body tingles all over and my mind goes blank. Those big, chocolate eyes are looking at me, witnessing it as I lose all control. My muscles go lax and I sag when the orgasm rocks its way through my being.
She lifts up just enough to kiss me. Her lips press hard against mine. It accentuates everything that I’m already feeling. It’s so good. Too good. I drop down on the bed beside her, but I’m still kissing her, drawing it out.
When I’ve completely exhausted my air supply, I pull back. Her eyes open at the same time as mine. We look at each other. We smile.
“Leo…”
I trail my finger over her bottom lip. “That was fucking crazy…” I mutter.
She grins even wider. “It was…”
We lie there in silence, just long enough to regain all of our senses. I feel myself getting comfortable. I’m not allowed to do that. Even if I weren’t emotionally compromised by my divorce, she’s Charlie’s sister. This is wrong.
I sit up and swing my feet over the side of the mattress. “I need to get Brenton home.”
Reese nods, making a valiant effort to hide her disappointment. “I know…”
Sliding out of bed, I get dressed as she finger-combs her hair and pulls on her robe. She limps down the stairs behind me and I silently pray that I didn’t fracture any of her bones or puncture any vital organs tonight.
Leaning against the wall at the foot of the stairs, she smiles as she watches me inch toward the couch. With gentle movements, I scoop my son up and pad quietly through the dark house. Reese slides the back door open for me to step outside.
I turn and give her one last look. A little grin plays on her face in the half-light and the way her eyes twinkle is almost magic. Fuck, I wish I could make this moment last just a little bit longer.
Brent squirms a little in my arms and presses his cheek to my shirt. I’ve got to go.
I resist the urge to push Reese’s disheveled hair out of her face and brush my lips over hers. “Good night,” I mouth without making a sound.
I hear her whisper back as I take long strides across the back lawn. “Good night.