Page 69 of Sins of Leo

“A normal feeling. It will take some time before you adjust to the fact she’s back in your life. If you’re feeling that ill at ease, you can go track her down. I’ll be fine.”

Before he could decide if that was being a little too overprotective, a haze formed in the air and cleared to show Olivia sitting at a table with Sage and Aries eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and drinking juice. He also saw the yawn that almost swallowed her head.

“Thank you, Tower,” he murmured.

Ruth put her hand on his. “Everything will be fine.”

“Will it? I just found out my life was a lie. At least the part with Kylie in it. She used me.” His lips twisted. “And I never even guessed.”

“Don’t you dare start blaming yourself for not realizing she plotted your entire relationship. You couldn’t have known. No one would have.”

He sighed. “Still feel dumb.”

“I know the feeling. You, Tower, magic, mysterious relics and ruins. My entire worldview has shifted.”

“In a good way?” he asked, holding his breath as he waited for an answer.

“Yes. Although I could do with less of the scary stuff. I’d rather not have a gun to my head ever again.”

“Speaking of that threat, what the fuck was that back in the jungle? Telling me to leave you,” he chided.

“I saw a chance for you to rescue Olivia and save the relic.”

“At the cost of your life?”

Her lips quirked. “Yeah, well, if it helps, I didn’t know an altruist existed within me.”

“I wouldn’t have let them kill you. I would have handed it over first.”

She cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss, murmuring, “I know.”

At the touch of her mouth, need filled him. A need to reassure himself she’d survived. A need to feel alive. A need for the connection he only felt with her.

Leo kept their lips locked as he removed her damp clothes, revealing the curves that begged for his touch. As her own hands tugged at his shirt, he caressed her smooth skin.

She shivered.

“Cold?” he asked against her lips.

“More like impatient,” she murmured. “Is it weird I want to feel close to you?”

“Not weird at all. You survived something challenging. We both did. And now we celebrate.”

With those words, he trailed kisses along her jaw and then down her neck. She responded with gasps and shudders, her body writhing on the sheets. He played with her breasts, suckling the pert nipples, fondling their full weight before he moved lower, kissing his way down her to the thatch of curls that hid her sex.

Her thighs parted for him as he nestled between. He blew hotly against her moist nether lips, and Ruth sighed. Parched for a taste, Leo buried his face, and his tongue licked the addictive honey that was hers alone. Everything about Ruth entranced him.

Scent. The sounds she made. How her body quivered and responded. His cock replied by swelling so thickly it almost hurt. He thrust a finger into her as he lapped at her clit, knowing by her panting breath and the tightening of her channel that she as close.

He worked her faster, thrusting a second finger in and grunting in satisfaction as he felt her muscles tightening. She orgasmed, hips bucking wildly, but he held on and continued to not only draw out her pleasure but ramped it up again.

When she whimpered his name, “Leo,” he slid up the length of her body, pausing only to kiss each of her nipples before claiming her mouth. As they kissed, he buried his cock deep, wanting to shout at the slick feel of her sex clenching tight.

Fuck, she felt so good in his arms, around his cock, against his lips.

Her arms laced around his neck, and she murmured, “Wasn’t I supposed to be on top since I won?”

Oh hell yeah. He rolled them, keeping their bodies intimately locked. She gasped and laughed as her fingers splayed over his chest.

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