“That is what you should have said then, sweetness. I swear I would not have touched you if you had. I have never touched a woman in anger. Maybe I would have been able to calm down if there had been more time between finding out and—fuck maybes. It doesn’t change that I hurt you. I know it’s not easy for a woman to take my cock, it’s the reason why I have always taken my time and become skilled at making sure a woman is prepared for me.” I jump when a thick finger slides along the wet slit of my lips. The moan is pulled from deep inside me. “Like this, like now. No woman should ever go through what you went through any time she chooses to give her body to a man, especially not the first time. I cannot undo what I did. However, I promise you now you will never feel pain like that again from me.”

He bends down and presses a soft kiss on the mound of me. There is no thought as I run a hand through his hair. Leo looks up at me his breath, hot against my skin. “I believe you. I trust you. I need you.”

I revel in the freedom to touch him running my hand down his cheek, reveling in the feel of his already bristled skin under my hand. He turns his head and kisses my palm. This time his touch his gentle as he takes my wrist and moves it back over my head. He smiles for the first time, and my chest clenches tight to see that smile, open, free, a little naughty. I’m lost in the smile until he moves.

I love the view of his body over me, the powerfully muscled chest covered in a light dusting of hair I long to feel against me. I bring up my cheek and slide against him, soft at first, yet I feel the strength beneath his silky skin.

Leo moves down me allowing me to savor the feel of his skin against mine. He presses teasing light kisses along my neck that become soft nibbles he soothes with his tongue. I fight not to move as he makes his way down my body until he’s only inches from my breasts. I’m panting, fighting to take in air.

When his tongue flicks over my nipple I moan, I beg, it doesn’t help. Hot, wet, velvet runs over me, then around and around and just when I can’t take it anymore his mouth covers my breast. His tongue plays over my nipple in the hot, wet, cavern of his mouth. Then he sucks hard and deep, and I can’t breathe. I’m hanging suspended in fire, I burn slowly until he lets me go. I’m barely able to take in air before he does it all over again and then again.