We fell into comfortable conversation. “Sitting here reminds me of the night we stayed up talking, only to be woken by Sig in the morning,” I said.
Leo rested his arm on the back of the sofa. “I remember that night very well. You asked me to take you virtually to the English countryside, remember? Little did you know your actual visit there wouldn’t be quite the perfect fantasy.”
“Despite everything, I found it to be just as breathtaking as I’d imagined. And seeing as though we’re sitting here together now, I would say it wasn’t a wasted trip.”
Leo stared into my eyes, but continued not to touch me. I got the sense that he might be overwhelmed and perhaps still jetlagged. The right thing to do was to give him space and go back to my place—though I didn’t want to leave.
“I could stay up all night talking to you and reminiscing,” I said. “But it’s late, and I think I should head back. You’ve had a long trip, and you must still be tired.” I hopped off the couch, trying to convince myself this was what I wanted.
He stood up suddenly. “Are you sure?”
“We can have breakfast in the morning at my place.”
Leo’s chest rose and fell as he walked me to the front of the house.
Standing at the door, I leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek. “Sweet dreams.”
Even as my body reacted to the contact, I swiftly turned for my car. Leo must have thought I was crazy for rushing out so abruptly.
He stood in front of the house, looking understandably confused. Just as I opened the car door, I realized I’d left my coat behind. Before I could even consider whether to return and get it, Leo held his index finger up and rushed back in.
A few seconds later, he came running out to my car.
“You forgot your coat,” he said, a bit out of breath.
I reached for it, but he didn’t let it go.
Our eyes locked as he finally released the jacket. “Why are you really leaving me like this?”
I fumbled for an answer. “I didn’t…want to make you uncomfortable by assuming I was spending the night.”
“Why on Earth would that ever make me uncomfortable?”
“I don’t know what you’re ready for. Your wounds are still fresh from the end of your marriage. I didn’t want to presume anything or freak you out.”
“Freak me out?”
“Because it’s hard for me to hide how much I want you. I feel like it’s written all over my face.”
He let out a long exhale before caressing my chin. “Oh, my beautiful girl. The only thing freaking me out is how desperately I want to make love to you. But I’ve been hesitant to kiss you or even touch you, afraid I’ll take things too far. It seems we were both experiencing the same fear. I’m not officially divorced yet…so you might think this is inappropriate. I also thought maybe I’d need to build your trust again first.” His breath was visible in the cold air. “I don’t just want you. I need you.”
Relief and desire washed over me. “You think I don’t trust you? You left your entire world behind to come here for me.”
“Make no mistake…” His eyes bore into mine. “My entire world is you, Felicity. Without you, I have nothing.”
I closed my eyes. “I feel the same way. And for the record, a legal technicality means nothing considering all you’ve given up to be with me.”
“Communication, you know?” He smiled. “We should try it sometime.”
Shrugging, I chuckled. “We’re better than we used to be?”
“Get back inside,” he said, taking my hand.
Following him back into the inviting, warm house, I somehow knew it would be a long time before we spent a night apart again.
As the door closed behind us, Leo wrapped his hands around my face and kissed me for minutes on end, igniting my entire body.
When he finally let go, he ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “This mouth…how I missed it.” He slid his hands down my hair. “This beautiful hair. How I missed running my hands through it.” His lips enveloped mine again as he spoke. “This beautiful woman, missing you for so long was fucking unbearable.” He breathed out. “Please let me take you to my room now.”
I nodded, and he lifted me up. We kissed the entire way up the stairs, only breaking long enough for him to place me gently on the bed. Piece by piece, we undressed each other. I marveled at how damn good his hard body still looked, the same bronze, sculpted perfection. Though the need for him felt urgent, I willed myself to slow down, to take in every second of this.
He echoed my thoughts as his naked body hovered over mine. “I’m gonna try to go easy on you, but I’m not sure I can. I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole damn life to have you again.”
I didn’t want to interrupt this incredible moment, but I had to. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
His eyes narrowed. “All right.”
“I’m not on the pill anymore. So, we need something.”
Leo froze. “Ah.” He scratched his chin. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight and didn’t come prepared.” He swore under his breath. “Never thought we’d end up in this place.”
“I don’t have them at home, either.”
He collapsed over me, his voice vibrating against my neck. “I’m fucking throbbing for you. I’ll do anything to be inside of you tonight—break into a house, rob a store if it’s not open this late, give my left arm…Grandad’s necklace, perhaps. Whatever it takes, I will return with condoms.”
He hopped up, his beautiful, hard cock bobbing up and down. Then he turned to open the side table drawer, allowing me a glorious view of his muscular ass.
Leo turned to me, his eyes wide. “You’re never going to believe this.”
“What?”
“Are you kidding me?” He laughed into his hand. “Sigmund’s gargantuan box of condoms from BJ’s is still bloody here! I just checked this drawer out of desperation. I never expected to find anything.”
I sat up. “Oh my God.”
He opened it. “It’s half empty, so clearly people have been partaking over the years. But there are still some left.”
“Who knew it would take five years to finish that box. What’s the expiration date?”
Leo checked the side of the box. “This past summer. I guess these guys held out for five years, like we did.”
I laughed. “Wow.”
“They’re probably still okay. It’s only a few months past the date. I’m willing to take the risk if you are.”
“I am.”
He took one off the strip and threw it on the bed, tossing the box onto the table. “I’d put fucking plastic wrap over my cock right now if I had to.”
“Thankfully, it won’t come to that.” I was wet and ready and didn’t care what he put over himself at this point, as long as he was inside me.
Leo ripped the condom package open and sheathed his rock-hard shaft. I watched as he squeezed the tip and stroked himself, slow and rough, as he looked down at me. That, combined with the look of desire in his eyes, was so freaking sexy.