I know this can’t last. I know eventually I’ll have to make a decision to either let her go or keep her, and if I keep her, figure out how to do it in a way that’s not kidnapping. I know her father is still out there, planning war, and making deals to get her back.
But for now, in this bubble we’ve created where nothing outside these walls matters, I let myself have this. Haveher.
And for the first time in five years, I feel something close to peace.
15
EMMA
I wake to Leo’s mouth on my neck, his lips trailing kisses down the sensitive skin just below my ear, and my entire body comes alive before I’m fully conscious.
His hand is already sliding between my thighs, fingers exploring, and I’m wet before I even open my eyes. I make this sleepy sound of pleasure and arch back against him, feeling his hard cock pressed against my ass.
“Good morning,” Leo murmurs against my skin, his voice still rough with sleep, and the sound of it sends heat pooling low in my belly.
“Mmm,” is all I can manage, because his fingers have found my clit and are circling it with just the right amount of pressure.
Morning sex has become our new routine over the last three weeks. Slow and lazy, taking advantage of the early light filtering through the curtains, neither of us fully awake but our bodies knowing exactly what they want. It’s become my favorite way to wake up—better than coffee, better thananything.
Leo’s hand slides lower, two fingers pushing inside me while his thumb continues working my clit, and I moan into the pillow.
“You’re so wet already,” Leo says, and I can hear the satisfaction in his voice. “Were you dreaming about me?”
“Maybe,” I admit breathlessly, rocking back against his hand.
“Yeah?” His teeth graze my earlobe. “What was I doing to you in this dream?”
“This,” I gasp as his fingers curl inside me, hitting that spot that makes me see stars. “Exactly this.”
Leo makes a low sound of approval and adds a third finger, stretching me, and I’m already so close just from his fingers and voice.
But then he withdraws his hand and I whimper at the loss. “No?—”
“Shh,” he murmurs, and he’s gently rolling me onto my back. “I want to taste you.”
Those words send a fresh wave of arousal through me, and I spread my legs as Leo settles between my thighs. The morning light makes everything soft and golden, and I watch through half-lidded eyes as Leo kisses up the inside of my thigh, taking his time.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs against my skin, then his mouth is on me.
I gasp and my hands fly to his hair, gripping as his tongue slides through my folds. Leo takes his time, lazy and thorough, like he has all the time in the world to make me moan. He finds my clit with his tongue and circles it slowly, making me arch off the bed.
“Oh god,” I breathe, my hips rocking against his mouth.
He hums in response and the vibration makes me shudder. His hands grip my thighs, holding me open for him, and I can feel his morning stubble scratching against my sensitive skin in the best way. When he slides two fingers inside me while his tongue works my clit, I know I’m not going to last long.
“You taste so good in the morning.” Leo pulls back just enough to speak, and the sight of him between my legs with his lips wet from me is almost enough to make me come right there.
“Don’t stop,” I plead, and Leo grins before diving back in.
His tongue moves back against my clit, back and forth with efficiency. I’m falling, then flying as he works me over like he seeks to pull every nose from my lips. My hips thrust up to meet his mouth, and my head falls back to the bed.
“No,” Leo tsks. “Watch or I stop.”
I lift my head and nearly fucking come at the sight of his dark head buried between my spread thighs, how his dark eyes assess my responses and hone in what makes me gasp. His hungry stare virtually pins me to the bed, ensuring I don’t look away.
His tongue darts out and licks me again and I pant and whimper as I feel his tongue gently tug on my clit. I cry out, gripping the sheets as my hips surge up. “M-more.Please, more,” I beg, not caring how pathetic I sound.
Leo carefully slides a third finger in me. There’s power,controlin those fingers, but there’s also caring consideration in the shameless way his mouth consumes me and brings me rapture.