My legs give out, I fall over the bed, Leo is the only thing holding me up. Every nerve-ending is centered on Leo inside me. He feels deeper than yesterday, how can that be? I wonder, then all thought is lost as he begins moving. Slowly, so slowly he inches out then back in, like he’s teasing me. More, faster, harder back inside me, deeper, more, please. He’s answering every one of my pleas. Deeper, faster, harder, more. I’m screaming as I come. But Leo is still moving inside me, harder, deeper with every thrust, he’s drawing out my orgasm more and more and more and oh god I can’t take it. He’s tearing me apart from the inside out. He thickens with a heartbeat burning into me in a blinding rush before the hot essence of him fills the condom, hot so hot, I marvel as I tip over into an ocean of bliss.
Too soon Leo pulls out. I sag against the bed where he leaves me. My bones are still liquid, with a chuckle Leo picks me up and puts me on the bed. Before I can even say thank you, he goes into the bathroom. I wonder if he will do a repeat of yesterday. I really hope not, I’m not in the mood to spend the night crying over his ass again. There is also this tiny part of me surprised he would leave after what can well and truly be called a quickie after the unbelievable almost three hours of last night. I was shocked and could not believe what the clock on the bedside table was telling me.
Out of curiosity, I peek up at the clock, holy crap. It’s almost seven o’clock. I hear his zipper. I close my eyes tight, hating him. “Stay, order up room service. I have some things I need to take care of. I’ll be back in a few hours.”
Turning over, my chest clenches tight as I realize I don’t hate him. I wish I could. “I’m just supposed to wait, twiddling my thumbs, until you deign to come back and fuck me?”
I don’t hate him, but I do hate that damn eyebrow as it goes up. “You agreed, anytime, anyplace, anyway I want you. I am not done with you tonight, not even close. I made an allowance yesterday because I didn’t want to leave you sore or in pain. The last hour was only an appetizer to take the edge off my hunger.