The bark bit hard, sparking the smell of blood. I didn’t care.
“More,” I breathed. “More!” Leon obeyed. His tongue swirled lower and lower, trailing down my stomach and stopping at my belly button. He lapped at the little hole, tickling it. His nose nuzzled my stomach. He was uncharacteristically gentle, but only for a moment. Seconds later his hands were digging hard into my hips. I slid down the tree, my knees buckling. He grabbed my legs below the knee and wrapped them around my waist. My back dug hard into the tree behind me as I was pushed back up the tree.
With a fierce growl Leon pushed against me, his teeth and tongue finding purchase against my skin. He groaned against my throat and licked at the bruises he was leaving with his teeth. I gasped, hips bucking against him. I pressed against a thick hardness in his front. I couldn’t help a gasp and a smirk. His pants couldn’t be comfortable. The thought thickened the arousal that lit my veins on fire.
Leon’s hands found my pants and pulled. He dragged them down my legs. They got caught for a second on my shoes, and then he was dragging those off too. My socks hung half off my feet. My panties were the only thing left on my body. The breeze ripped through again, chilling my skin as it burned up under Leon’s fingers. The heat coming off him was becoming unbearable. I gasped and bucked against it. I wanted more, but it burned. It burned like nothing else in this world. My entire body writhed in pleasure beneath Leon’s hands. He held me against the tree with his hips and legs, and used his hands and mouth to find the sweet spots on my body. I couldn’t believe he could hold me up. Even with his stature, I was still much broader than he was. He must have been incredibly strong to hold me up with only his legs.
“So beautiful,” murmured Leon. It was the first words he’d said the entire time. His fingers traced the pale lines of old stretch marks, his eyes swept my curves. His eyes grew even darker as he traced the arc of my hips. My body shuddered beneath his gaze.
“Leon,” I breathed in return. He grinned at me, feral and hungry, and he sucked on my neck. His hands curved around my hip before diving beneath my panties.
I shrieked. Whether in surprise or in pleasure, I wasn’t sure. His fingers pressed into the damp heat of my womanhood. His knuckles brushed against my entrance. Lightning danced across my body, racing through my veins. My toes curled reflexively, my entire body going rigid and then relaxed against his hands. Leon grinned against my throat.
Then my panties were off. Tugged hard and dragged down off my body. They tore on the way down, ripping against my leg. Then they were gone. And I was naked. The breeze was cold, but it no longer bothered me. What bothered me was the fact that Leon was still completely dressed, and I was naked in the woods. I tugged at his clothes, growling quietly. He blinked, and for a second I saw some of the single-minded arousal fade from his eyes.
Together, we tore off his clothes. His shirt and pants were easy enough, and when his boxers came off I couldn’t help but stare. Every inch of Leon’s golden skin was covered in muscle. Flexing, sweating muscle that rippled with his every move. And his impressive length bobbed between us, the head dark with pounding blood.
He smirked when he saw me staring, and just like that the lust overtook his eyes again. He shoved himself against my body. I was on fire. Heat pounded through every inch of my body. It came from his hands, his mouth, his eyes. It came from Leon himself, pouring off him in waves too hot to stay still. I gasped and writhed beneath him, squirming against the tree. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him completely, and I knew he wanted the same.
With surprising gentleness, Leon shifted my weight back against the tree. My legs were wrapped around his waist again, and I wound my arms around his