My tits bounced in the water as I arched into him, taking him deeper as I bent from the waist. Both of us were breathing hard, my moans and cries echoing through the snow-filled valley, but when his fingers found my clit again, I shrieked.
The orgasm hit me so hard I almost slipped under the surface of the water, but Leon held me up, his dick buried deep inside my cunt as he kissed my throat with reverence.
“We should move this inside,” he murmured. “You’re trembling.”
I gave a low, somewhat unhinged laugh. “That’s got nothing to do with the cold.” My voice was rough and my breathing heavy, but we weren’t done. Not even close. “But yeah, let’s go in.”
His erection slipped free as he gave me space to turn around, and I looped my arms around his neck to kiss him. Post-orgasm euphoria held me in its claws, and every stroke of his tongue on mine had me quaking with micro climaxes.
Leon kissed me back like I was his whole entire world, scooping me up in his arms to float us through the water back to the bathroom. We both ducked under the surface to pass the trapdoor, then he picked me up again on the other side to carry me—still soaking wet—into his bed.
I wasted no time pushing him back into the pillows and climbing into his lap. I pressed my lips to his once more, kissing him while my hand skated down his body. Just like I’d seen in New York, he was incredibly ripped, every ab defined to perfection and his tattoos a work of mastery, highlighting his body’s tone. But there was one thing I wanted to explore more than anything else, so I slid down the bed until I could get a better look.
Four metal studs decorated his cock, like the points of a compass nestled in the ridge at the base of his tip. I smoothed my finger over each with fascination, then glanced up to see him staring down at me with a hooded gaze.
“Are you satisfied?” he asked in an amused tone.
I grinned back at him, then used the tip of my tongue to trace the piercings just like I’d done with my finger. His hips jerked as I ran my tongue over his smooth cock head, and I hummed as I briefly sucked the whole cap into my mouth.
He hissed a curse, hauling me back up with a muttered plea for mercy. I laughed as I settled back into his lap, but that laugh quickly turned into a moan when I sank down on his cock.
Leon’s eyes widened briefly, his fingers biting into the flesh of my hips as he urged me to move. To ride him. I was all too happy to oblige, too. Bracing my hands on his tensed abs, I fucked him hard and fast, moaning as another orgasm teased me. My breasts were bouncing like crazy, right in Leon’s face, but the expression of pure rapture on his face said he didn’t much mind the view.
He was getting close, I could feel it in the way his thighs tensed beneath me, in the tightness of his jaw. His grip on my hips shifted slightly, pushing me to lean back as he bent his knees. His thighs supported my weight, and he took over our rhythm, fucking up into me as I gasped and cursed.
“Make yourself come, Danny,” he ordered me. “Let me see it.”
I sure as shit didn’t need to be told twice, I was already so close. Biting my lip, I brought my hand to my cunt, spreading myself wide and giving Leon an uninterrupted view of his own dick inside me.
His brows hitched, and his tongue swiped over his lower lip as he watched eagerly, his hips bucking to maintain pace while I rubbed my clit with my middle finger.
I was no amateur, I knew how to make myself come. Within moments, my walls were locking up and a low moan rolling from my throat as the climax swept through me. Leon lost it, too, his motions becoming rough and frantic, his thick cock jerking as he came inside me.
Exhausted and with limbs like jelly, I collapsed into a heap beside him, my face buried in a pillow. I stayed like that for some time until I felt the soft caress of Leon’s lips against my shoulder.
“Mmm,” I mumbled, turning my face to peer up at him. “Hi.”
He stared back at me, his fingers tracing a gentle pattern on my spine. “That wasn’t what I expected,” he told me in a hoarse whisper.
I gave a slight frown, rolling onto my side and propping my head up on my hand. “It wasn’t?”
He shook his head, his expression dazed and full of adoration. Somehow, I thought it was a good thing… that I’d somehow exceeded his expectations? Still, I couldn’t miss the opportunity, so I gave him a sly smile.
“Well then, I probably suggest we try again. And again… and again… for research purposes?”
Leon gave a small frown, then laughed and shook his head in disbelief. “Good idea. Wait here, I’ll grab protein bars and hydration. We’re not leaving this room until we’ve covered every variable.”
He scrambled off the bed and left the room without stopping for clothes, and I smiled into the pillow. Leon was everything I’d been fantasizing and more . It was safe to say that I really didn’t know him, besides the fact that I was crushing hard and that he’d just gone to some extreme lengths to “save me” from imprisonment. The prospect of getting to know him better had me all fluttery with excitement, though.
Goddamn, he was gorgeous, too.
39
I left my bedroom in a haze of endorphins and post-ejaculation bliss. When I’d told Danny that fucking her hadn’t been what I’d expected, she misunderstood. I’d meant what I said, though. I had expected my sick obsession with her to clear from my head once I’d fucked her. That’s how it’d worked in the past, the few times I’d developed an infatuation with a woman. One fuck and I was done.
Not this time, though. Not her .
Every kiss, every touch, every silken brush of her hair against my skin… it had been a test. A test I’d just failed in explosive fashion. I thought maybe I could control myself. Not sleep with her… because I was enjoying having the object of my obsession here in my space. I didn’t want to get over it. I never wanted to get tired of watching her sleep or of the sound of her voice or the sweet taste of her lips on mine when she visited my office.
But when I saw her in my tub, her long wet hair clinging to her bare back as she stared out at the snow… I’d broken.
Except nothing about that had gone according to my expectations. Yes, the sex had been good. Better than good. Fucking exceptional. But instead of immediately wanting to be rid of her, to shower her smell off my skin and kick her out of my bed, I wanted more .
I needed to leave the room, because the intensity of my obsession had just kicked into overdrive, and I wasn’t entirely sure what I was going to do. My hands trembled as I made my way down to the kitchen. I was out of control.
I despised being out of control.
Breathing hard, I poured a glass of ice cold water from my fridge and drank it quickly. It did nothing to calm me down, though. So then I tried splashing the freezing water from the tap on my face. Nothing.
Shit, even just thinking about her had my dick hard again. Seriously counterproductive while I was trying to work out what the fuck had just happened and how the fuck to deal with it.
One thing I knew for certain. She was becoming a weakness for me, and that couldn’t happen.
I drank another glass of water, then silently returned upstairs. Instead of going back to my bedroom and all the euphoria that awaited me in the shape of Danny DeLuna, I headed into my office. Before I saw the hack from Ares’s team, I’d been working on Emmanuel Blanchet’s server.