“I got it, Carla,” he assured as he swung her up into his arms again and placed her gently on top of the bed before joining her, one of his legs thrown across the tops of her thighs. “I am now about to show you, several damn times, just how old I’m not!” The way he felt right now, he could make love to Carla all night and all the following day.
“Ooh, promises, promises.”
“Continue like this and you’ll get a spanking first.”
“Ooh, definitely promises, promises.”
“You are fucking incredible,” he murmured against her throat.
“Well…you don’t know that yet, but I appreciate the anticipation,” she teased.
Leon lifted his head. “You are incredible, Carla. All of you. Every creamy”—he kissed his way down her throat—“delicious”—he captured one engorged nipple between his lips before suckling—“inch,”—his lips moved to its twin—“of you.” Leon parted her legs to slide farther down the bed, kissing the flatness of Carla’s abdomen and the soft curve of her belly on the way.
He buried his nose in the dark curls covering her mound, breathing in her arousal, before seeking out the pulsing nubbin nestling amongst those curls.
Carla drew in a gasping breath, her back arching, fingers tightly gripping the sheet beneath her, at the first rasping sweep of Leon’s tongue against her clit.
That tongue became relentless, one second a gentle sweep against that pulsing organ, the next a rough rasp. Over and over again, driving Carla higher and higher. His beard was surprisingly sensual against the softness of her inner thighs, an added layer of arousal to drive Carla wild until she pleaded and begged for a release Leon deliberately denied her as he took her to that edge time and time again.
Carla completely lost it when, his mouth and tongue continuing to eat her clit, one of Leon’s hands moved up to capture her engorged nipple between his finger and thumb, alternately pulling and squeezing until rapture burst hotly inside her channel. It convulsed as that pleasure invaded every part of her, from the soles of her feet to the tip of her nose. A raw and driving ecstasy.
She had barely recovered from that climax before Leon’s lips and tongue drove her to another one.
Then another.
Carla lost count of how many times Leon took her to that heady height of delight, holding her there on the edge for long and agonizingly pleasurable minutes, before plunging her into an untamed release.
“It’s been so long for me, I don’t have a condom,” Leon groaned in realization once he’d moved up until their bodies were once again aligned.
“Neither do I.” Carla felt panicked for few seconds until several thoughts occurred to her together. “But if it’s really been ten years for you…?”
“It has,” he assured.
She nodded. “And I had myself tested after I found out about Benny’s affairs, and there’s been no one since.”
Leon looked at her searchingly. “Are you suggesting we go without protection?”
“I’m on the pill anyway, so yes, if you’re agreeable?” She held her breath as she waited for his answer.
Leon’s answer was to hold her gaze with his as he took his cock in hand and slowly entered her channel, inch by slow and pleasurable inch, until Carla was unashamedly begging for his complete possession.
She cried out her pleasure once that thick and lengthy cock was fully inside her, stretching her, filling her to capacity.
Leon pulled back again slowly, leaving only the tip of his length inside before thrusting fully back again. Over and over. Faster and faster. Driving Carla toward a precipice she had no idea if she would be able to come back from.
“Come for me,” Leon groaned against her throat. “Give me all you are. I want everything you have, Carla.” Each of his demands was accompanied by another fierce thrust and then a slow withdrawal. “I want it now!” His hands held her hips in place as his cock began to piston inside her, pushing her over that edge as pleasure unlike anything Carla had ever known before ripped through every particle of her body.
Black spots danced in front of her eyes, the pleasure seeming never-ending, and then she felt Leon’s hips jerk, accompanied by his deep and throaty groan. His cock pulsed and expanded before it began to release inside her. Thick, hot, spurts of his cum, filling her, escaping wetly down her thighs as Leon continued to thrust through his release.
“I’m coming over there. I don’t give a fuck what time it is, I’m going to question the fucker myself.”
Carla fought her way through the heavy layers of sleep at the sound of Leon swearing. The sort of swearing he did when he was agitated or seriously displeased. At the moment, he sounded both those things.
She knew from the amount of light filtering through her closed lids that it had to be very early in the morning. Opening her eyes confirmed that from the weak sun shining in through the window.
Turning over in the bed allowed her to see Leon pacing up and down the bedroom, his cell phone pressed against his ear.
After a night when he had showed Carla, several times, that he was most assuredly the boss of all bosses in the bedroom too.
A smile curved Carla’s lips as she thought of all the inventive ways Leon had proven that to her. Time after time. For long and pleasurable hours. He never seemed to tire—
She sat up at the sound of more swearing from Leon and then abrupt silence. “Leon?” She wrapped her arms about her duvet-covered legs before resting her chin on her knees as she looked across at him.
Leon had only pulled on figure-hugging black boxers, leaving his chest and legs bare. His hair was even more ruffled this morning, his bare back showing signs of where her fingers had dug into his flesh during the height of their lovemaking.
He looked good enough to eat.
Something Carla had done, several times, during the long night.
He gave a regretful shake of his head. “I’m
