I shivered in response as he cupped my butt in both hands and squeezed. He ground his hardness against my crotch as he did so, and I almost passed out at the sensations that assailed my clit. My legs began to shake with the force of the pleasure. The roughness of the fabric combined with the pressure brought me to the brink of orgasm. Almost as if he could sense that, Leo stopped moving against me. He looked deep into my eyes as if he could see all the way down to my soul.

“One night,” he ground out. “One night to get this madness out of our systems.”

“One night,” I agreed. “But one night only. Because you can’t get over who I am, and I cannot be with a man who looks at me with hate in his eyes.”

He bent his head and kissed me finally. I wound my arms around his neck and kissed him back, giving in to years of repressed passion. No one else could make me feel like this and I was okay with that. All that mattered was this moment with Leo.

His tongue invaded my mouth and I sucked on it as if my life depended on it. I didn’t know where one kiss ended and the next one began, as we shrugged off our robes. I savored his nakedness, running my hands all over his body, raking my nails down his back lightly until he pulled away from the kiss with a groan and picked me up.

I wound my legs around his hips with a ragged laugh.

“Put me down! I’m heavy,” I squealed.

Leo slapped my butt, sending sparks shooting straight to my clit.

“You’re perfect! And if I ever hear you putting yourself down, you’re going to pay for it,” he growled.

“What will you do? Spank me for talking shit about my own body?” I asked with an eye roll.

He threw me on the bed and held me down with his big body as he gripped my hands and trapped them over my head.

“No, I will tie you to the nearest bed and fuck you until you accept you’re perfect,” he replied.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” I teased.

Leo bent his head and kissed me again as he slid my sleep shorts off.

“Try me,” he invited.

I put my hands on his shoulders and shoved hard until he rolled over onto his back. Then I straddled him. Ever the opportunist, Leo reached for my breasts, pushing my cami top down until they were exposed. He reached up and sucked one nipple into his mouth, almost making me forget what I wanted to do. I pulled away and began sliding down his body.

My hair had come down from its knot a long time ago and lay spread all over his abdomen. Leo bunched it up neatly in one hand so he could see what I was doing.

I looked up and held his eyes as I licked the tip of his cock. Leo let go of my hair and gestured to it with a hand.

“Tie it up,” he ordered. “I want to see you take me in your mouth.”

I tied it up into a loose knot again and went back to what I was doing.

He lay back against the pillows like an emperor as I pleasured him with my mouth. I ran my tongue over his length and teased the head for a bit before I sucked him as deep as I could. The head hit the back of my throat and I flexed the muscles of my throat around it. Leo bent his knees and gripped the sides of my head with both hands gently, guiding me up and down around his cock.

I deep-throated him over and over again, sucking hard as I came up until he pulled me away. His eyes were like molten steel, burning with passion as he kissed me hard, almost devouring my mouth. He pulled out a condom from his bedside drawer and I slid it on him with shaking hands.

Then I straddled him, and he gripped my hips as I slid down over his length slowly until I was impaled on him completely. I bent down and kissed him before I began to move, slowly at first and then faster, helped on by Leo’s firm grip on my hips.

At some point, he threw me on my back and raised my legs higher as he plowed into me deeply. The first orgasm crashed over me and I came with a keening cry. Leo kept thrusting, demanding more. I didn’t know I had it in me to give any more, but before I knew it, I came again, even harder, milking him with my inner muscles, squeezing tightly until he came with me. He held my hands tightly over my head as he came, shuddering and breathing heavily into the crook of my shoulder.

I was barely aware of Leo getting off me and going to the bathroom to clean up. I was limp as a dishrag, and completely wrung out, which wasn’t surprising since the only form of cardio I ever did was to run from my problems, and the only downwardasana in my life was my daily downward spiral. I had a feeling that sex with Leo was going to be the death of me.

I must have drifted off at some point because I began to have the most delicious dream, where Leo had propped me up against a pile of pillows and was eating me out as if I was his favorite dessert. But when he inserted two fingers inside me, and my hips began to move in response, I realized that this was no dream. This was real!

My eyes flew open and I clutched at his thick hair, holding his head in place, as he licked and nibbled at my clit while finger-fucking me into oblivion. My inner muscles began to convulse before I was even properly awake. And then he curled his fingers inside me to stroke the right spot. I came apart in his arms with a wail, chanting his name over and over again, like a mantra.

When my legs stopped shaking, Leo raised his head and shot me a triumphant look. I put out a hand and wiped his lips clean. He nipped at my thumb and curled his big body around me.

“Go back to sleep,” he murmured, dropping a kiss on the curve of my shoulder.

“Are you sure?” I asked drowsily.