Page 44 of Judge
He gazes down at me with heat in his eyes, goosebumps breaking out over my skin. I’m unsure if it’s from the look he’s giving me or the cool air drying my skin. He runs a hand from my throat, down between my breasts and over my stomach before moving to my thigh, slowly, reverently.
“I never in a million years thought I’d ever get the chance to see you like this ever again,” he whispers, voice raw.
I roll my eyes, trying to lighten the heaviness of his words. “Like you thought about me while you were out sowing your wild oats.”
His large palm rests on my thigh, his rough thumb rubbing just inside my thigh. Not sexual, and yet, it seems to be ramping up my desire nonetheless.
“I thought about you more than was good for me,” he murmurs.
My hand moves of its own accord, cupping his cheek, his beard rough on my skin. “I thought about you too,” I whisper, not wanting to speak too loudly and ruin whatever this is bubbling between us.
Yes, Leo is handsome and sexy as fuck. But our past is so messy, so beautiful and I’m realizing now, unfinished. I may have shouted from the rooftops that I didn’t want anything to do with Leo Jackson, but I’m starting to realize that he’s a part of me, just like our twins.
He snorts. “Your thoughts would have been cursing my name.” He leans forward and nips at the underside of my breast.
I suck in a breath, “Not always. Sometimes I thought about our sleepovers in the treehouse. How excited we were when our parents let us go to the diner unsupervised. The time we practiced kissing.”
He snorts again, his shoulders shaking with his laughter. “That was pretty memorable.”
I grin up at him. “Yeah, I think I’m a little better now.”
His lids lower as his eyes dart between my eyes and my lips. He leans from the waist, looming over me and I can’t wait to feel the weight of him as he presses me into the mattress. His lips meet mine, soft, gentle. One swipe of his tongue and I allow him entrance. As soon as my tongue slides against his he pins me to the bed with his weight and I welcome it, welcome him as he settles between my spread thighs.
Moaning into the kiss I run my hands over his body, surprised by the firmness of his bulk.
He pulls away, sucking in a breath before peppering my face, throat, collarbone with kisses. “I’ve thought about pinning you down and kissing you senseless ever since you came at me and kicked me out of your diner.”
I chuckle, covering my face with my hands, “Did I ever apologize for that?”
“No need, sweetheart, you were protecting yourself.” He kisses the top of my breast, cupping it in his large hand.
“Damn straight, I’ve been protecting myself and those kids for a while now,” I say lightly, covering up the depth of what’s happened to me, to the kids.
“You don’t have to anymore, I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” He stares deep into my eyes and I try to convey how much I want that to be true.
He gives me that crooked grin I love so much before leaning down and kissing me again in earnest. My body zings like a live wire, having not long ago orgasmed I can feel myself working up again, my pussy clenching with the need to be filled by the man on top of me. Leo takes one look at me and as always, he knows what I need. With a smirk he moves down my body, cupping beneath my breast and raising it to his mouth, a gentle lick on my nipple has my body bowing. That one movement is like a red flag to a bull as Leofeastson me, alternating between nibbling, licking and sucking my sensitive buds.
I gaze down my body, his hooded eyes holding mine as he pulls back and bats my tight nipple with this tongue. My hips grind upwards, riding his rock hard abs, trying to get some type of purchase, some type of pressure where I need it.
“I’ve got you, Kai, always,” he whispers, moving his body lower, kissing my belly, my stretchmarks, my scar.
He settles between my legs, his thick fingers spreading my sex wide before he dives in and eats me like a starving man. It’s all too much and not enough as he laps at me before sucking myclit into his mouth, his rhythmic suction has me falling over the edge. My body bows off the bed, stars bursting behind my eyes as an orgasm shocks me, barreling into me like a freight train, so sudden, so powerful.
“Fucking delicious,” Leo growls, rising to his knees, his rough hands gripping the inside of my thighs, spreading me further open for his bulk until it’s almost painful.
He rubs the head of his cock against my folds, pressing into me slightly before pulling me away, then doing it again, pressing his mushroom head into my still clenching sex.
“Leo,” I pant, unable to articulate any other words.
“I’ve got no condom, baby, but I’m clean, I’ve not been with anyone in a long time, and my physical came back clear.”
I really want that dick, but this is important. “I’m clean too, and I have an IUD,” something passes over Leo’s face. Was that disappointment?
Before I can decipher what it was, he presses into me, my walls screaming as they try hard to accommodate his girth.
“I know, baby. Just breathe.” He holds himself still, waiting for me to adjust to his size. I definitely do not remember Leo being this big. Or maybe he was and I just hadn’t seen enough dicks to be able to judge. Ha. Judge. Dammit, his dick is making me drunk. “You OK for me to move, Kai?” His voice is tight and a laugh bubbles up, causing me to clench around him, making both of us groan.
“Please,” I gasp, not knowing whether I want him to move or stay still.
