Page 14 of A Chance at Love

He smiles at me sheepishly. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“No,” I insist. “Not at all. I’m just impressed.”

I kiss him. He kisses me back. I spread my legs, and he shifts his hips and pushes his cock into me—slowly this time, though. We keep our eyes on each other as he rolls his hips against me, entering me deeply and slowly and so deliciously good.

Leo and I are absolutely, completely, undeniably meant to be together.

Leo thrusts into me a little faster, but still controlled, still sexy and slow. Every time he enters me, I become less and less able to deny my true feelings for him. I’ve never stopped loving him. I’ve always wished we could have stayed together.

I see something change in Leo’s eyes, too.

“I love you, Whitney,” he says.

I start crying. I can’t help it. “I love you, too.”

Our lips meet, and he thrusts deeper into me, faster, bringing us both to an incredible place. We come together, kissing breathlessly as he spills into me again.

“I love you so much,” he whispers, and I cling to him, never wanting to let go.

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