I patted his chest above his heart. “No, no. It’s all just overwhelming.”
Leo’s brows furrowed. “I’m overwhelming you? Shit. You’re right. I was totally crushing you. Give me a sec, and we can put you on top.”
When he raised up, a laugh bubbled out of me. “Leo, can you stop being heroic for a moment?”
Appearing clueless, he replied hesitantly, “Maybe.”
“Sometimes a woman is so overwhelmed by what she’s feeling that she just needs a minute to collect herself.”
“Okay. Right.” His expression told me no woman had ever needed a minute with him. Instead of putting on the brakes, it had been full steam ahead.
I ran the back of my hand across his cheek. “There’s a lot we don’t know about each other. Things that we’ll learn with time.The first thing you need to understand is that sometimes I spend way too much time in my head listening to voices of doubt.”
There’s no doubt about it. Leo might not be Rafe, but you can fucking bet his reaction to you passing a bastard off as his own will be the same.
Disastrous.
After eyeing me inquisitively, Leo nodded. “I get that. I do the same thing sometimes.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “Then we’ll help each other tune the voices out.”
“I’d like that.”
He drew a lazy circle on my arm. “Can I kiss you again?”
“Yes. I’d like that.”
When I started to lean up to bring my lips to his, Leo pulled back. Before I could ask what he was doing, he dropped down onto the floor in front of me. Gripping the hem of the dress’s skirt, he started sliding the fabric up my legs.
“You asked to kiss me again?”
“But I didn’t specify where, did I?”
My breath hitched at the feel of his breath on my thighs. “There is no way this is going to work in this dress.”
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,” Leo teased before his head dipped under the hem.
After making quick work of stripping me of my thong, Leo spread my legs. His warm breath hovered over my core. Since I couldn’t see him beneath the yards of satin, I had no idea what he was about to do. He placed tender kisses along the insides of my thighs. At the feel of his teeth sliding on the sensitive flesh, I shivered.
At his love bite, I shrieked more in surprise than pain. Leo planted gentle kisses over the spot he bit. Drawing in a breath, I waited in anticipation of his next move.
Then I felt moist heat against my pussy. As Leo’s tongue licked languidly up my seam, I arched my hips against his face.
Desperate to watch as he devoured me, I started balling up the dress. As the satin slid over the top of Leo’s head, his face was exposed. After giving me a lopsided grin, he asked, “Were you afraid I was going to suffocate? Because trust me, death by pussy is a hell of a way to go.”
I laughed. “While the thought had crossed my mind, it was more about getting off on watching you eat my pussy.”
With an exaggerated groan, Leo’s eyes rolled back in his head. “Fuck me, Drea. Don’t ever stop with the filthy talk.”
Staring up at me, Leo held my gaze as his tongue flicked back and forth across my folds. Heat burned through me at the erotic sight. “Mmm,” I murmured as his warm tongue worked over me.
After a few more teasing licks, Leo placed his mouth fully on my clit before sucking it into his mouth. “Oh fuck!” I cried.
Instead of stopping, Leo continued to lap and suck my clit. Gripping the armrest with one hand, the other went to Leo’s hair. My fingers slid through the silky strands before gripping them tight.
Desperate for more pleasure, I began rocking my hips against his mouth. Leo took it as an invitation to place his hands on the back of my knees before pushing my thighs obscenely wide apart.
Glancing up at me, he then pursed his lips before spitting onto my pussy. His finger then began mixing his saliva with my arousal. I mewled with pleasure as I arched my hips against the friction of his fingers rubbing my core.
Just as the walls of my pussy began to flutter, he pulled away, causing me to shriek with frustration. “Patience, my greedy little whore,” he murmured.