for him, Leo moved into her farther. A few more gentle thrusts and he was seated deep, her cunt gripping, milking him as he rocked in and out of her.
His mouth came down over hers, swallowing her cries with his kisses. Soon, their bodies were fused together, moving in unison. Leo braced himself on his elbows beside her head and watched as her desire spiked anew. He pushed as deep as he could possibly go and together they flew out of control, their shouts of ecstasy mingling as Leo filled the condom with hot jets of come and Amanda exploded all around his cock.
Exhausted, sweating, Leo very nearly collapsed on top of her. Only the thought of her tender body kept his muscles from going lax. He wanted to comfort her. He wanted her to have nothing but sweet memories of her first time with him.
Leo slid out of her boneless body and went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He grabbed a washcloth, ran warm water over it and brought it out to Amanda. Her eyes were closed, and she had a dreamy smile on her lips. The sight of her made his body burn all over again. As he bent down and pressed the cloth to the juncture of her thighs, her eyes flew open and her mouth formed a startled O.
Nothing was said by either of them as he cleaned and soothed her sore flesh. Leo tossed the washcloth to the floor, beyond caring that the carpet would get soaked, then came down on the bed beside her. Pulling her pliant body up against his, Leo realized, not for the first time, just how big he was in comparison to her. He was practically twice her size. It was easy to wrap his arm around her middle and pull her in close until her round bottom cradled his dick. Damn, he wanted to fuck her there too. To brand every inch of her body with his own. And yet she slept blissfully on, unaware that his cock was already fully charged and ready to party.
Something about the woman made him ravenous. Then again, what did he expect? That he could have sex with her and walk away? Go back to being buddies ? As she lay beside him like the blonde goddess she was, not a care in the world, Leo plotted.
He’d gotten her this far, right? He’d just have to get her a little farther. Because from this moment on she belonged to him. She might not know it, but she’d definitely just been claimed.
Amanda couldn’t stop staring. He was so delicious—and so oblivious to her roving gaze. But really, this might be her only chance to look at the man without him knowing. She couldn’t pass that up.
He slept on his stomach, which she found sexy as hell. The sleek, powerful muscles of his back made her think of an artist’s canvas. So much skin just waiting for her to paint him with her tongue and fingers. Sun-drenched skin to be exact. Yes, definitely lots of places for her to play—if only she had the guts. And farther down, where he’d kicked the blanket off, a tight, perfectly shaped ass that brought Amanda perilously close to drooling all over herself. Would he think she was mad if she leaned down and took a bite? Suddenly he shifted. Amanda quickly shut her eyes, feigning sleep.
“You can touch, too, you know. It’s not like I’m going to shout rape or anything.”
That yummy voice, raspy from sleep, had her eyes opening. He was propped up on his elbow, grinning down at her. Her cheeks heated. God, how lame. After everything they’d done and she blushed? What the heck? “How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to know you denied yourself.”
Amanda laughed. Too late she noticed his gaze wasn’t on her face. She looked down and realized one breast was exposed. She pulled the blanket higher, covering her upper half completely. Leo frowned. “How do you know I denied myself? Maybe I was content to watch you sleep.”
He reached out and touched the end of her nose with his index finger. “Because I know you, Amanda. You wanted to touch.” That same finger drifted down over her lips, smoothing back and forth. “My skin is tingling right