Page 66 of The Silent
Leo lifted his arm from around her waist and put a heavy palm onherhip.
Kyra sighed and closed her eyes. His hands always felt wonderful. He rubbed her hip up and down in long strokes, following the line from her knee up her thigh, over her hip, and dipping down to her waist. His fingers teased her ribs and then started the journey down again. He did it over and over until she felt liquid inhisarms.
Then he slid his hand up the inside of her leg, stopping at the juncture of herthighs.
Kyra sucked in abreath. “Wait.”
“Over your clothes.” His voice rumbled behind her. “That’s all. Just touching over yourclothes.”
Oh. That sounded nice. Leo always made her feel good. Sherelaxed.
“Is that something you would like?” heasked.
“Yes,” Kyrawhispered.
His fingers danced delicately over her inner thigh, nudging her legs wider as he explored her body like she’d explored his. His erection felt heavy at her back, but Leo didn’t move or press against her. He seemed solely focused on exploring the delicate and sensitive mound between her legs. She felt wetness pool, felt her body become heated and liquid. Leo kissed the back of her neck. Her ear.Herjaw.
“So beautiful,” hewhispered.
His fingers ran over an excruciatingly sensitive point. Kyra’s breath caught, and Leo paused hismovements.
“There?” he askedsoftly.
Kyranodded.
Leo used his legs to spread hers, nudging her onto her back as he kissed her. His hand dipped down to that aching point, then retreated. Dipped again.Retreated.
“Leo?” Her breath was coming faster. Tension captured her spine and her breaststhrobbed.
“This is right,” he whispered. “Does itfeelgood?”
“Yes. I don’t know. Itaches.”
He bent down and closed his mouth over the peaks of her breasts, over the thin cotton nightgown she wore to sleep.It felt so good. Kyra’s hand came to the back of Leo’s head and pressed him to her breast. “Keep doing that. Leo,please.”
His hand didn’t stop stroking her as he teased her nipple. The pressure built. Her breath camefaster.
“So beautiful,” he whispered again, lifting his head to catchhereyes.
She locked onto his gaze as her body started to tremble. Kyra felt utterly out of control. She held on to the edge, clutching for something familiar, something sane, some balancetograb.
Leo smiled. “Letgo,Kyra.”
With a firmer touch, he pressed up and held her on the edge of a precipice… then her body broke. Kyra split open, shuddering with the most extreme pleasure she’d ever known. She cried out, and Leo captured her mouth, muffling the sounds of her climax with his kiss. He held her at the edge again, stroking her body into another jolting wave of pleasure. He covered her, his right arm lifting her as her legs drew up and her hand reached down, holding his left hand over that exquisite place. Pressing him closer, unwilling to letitend.
He eased his movements but kept his hand in place. Her skin was damp when he pressed his lips to her forehead. Her cheeks.Herlips.
“So sweet,” he whispered. “Kyra, it wasbeautiful.”
She felt beautiful. She felt like she was glowing from the inside. Herlivahand hermanahradiated, mingling together as her heart and her mind, her soul and her body, leapt toward Leo. He held her close, warm and safe and exactly where she wantedtobe.
“What was that?” she finally managedtosay.
“That was anorgasm.”
“Thatwas anorgasm?”
“Yes.” He nibbled her ear. “Did youlikeit?”
