Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
When he allowed her to breathe again, he demanded, “Is this why you didn’t want me to come over?”
“I wanted to surprise you.”
He said roughly, “This is more than a fucking surprise. This is...the best surprise I’ve ever had.”
Bobby took a deep breath. “And if I tell you I...I love you? What kind of surprise would that be?”
The words had him frozen, and the vulnerable look on Bobby’s face had his chest constricting. “Do you really love me?” He had to ask because he could not believe that even with the shitty things he had done in his life, he was still blessed to have someone as pure and untouched as Bobby.
She whispered tremulously, “Yes. I didn’t want to...I don’t know how it happened, but yes. I love you.”
The emotions in her voice moved him more than anything. It spoke of her fears that were no different from his own. She was afraid of loving him, but she had overcome it because she wanted to take a risk...on him.
“Your love,” he told her unevenly, “isn’t any ordinary surprise either. It’s a life-altering moment.”
Tears struck her eyes. “I love you, Leandro.”
He cupped her face and kissed her, his heart heavy because he suddenly felt he had no right to speak the same words to her. Not wanting for either of them to think and ruin what was the most beautiful moment of their lives, Leandro rolled her on her back and moved to settle himself between her legs.
His kiss swallowed her gasp of surprise at the quick change of their positions. When he lifted his head, he told her roughly, “I hope you don’t have any important classes tomorrow.”
She blinked at the sudden change of subject. “N-none, I think. Why?”
“Because I’m going to keep you up all night.” He kissed her hard. “I’ve dreamt of this too long to be satisfied with just once, mégaira.”
Before she could answer, Leandro had claimed her lips again, and the way he kissed her told Bobby that the time for talking was over. Leandro was going to make love to her and he did not want her to think of anything else but that.
It was a very easy demand.
His mouth and hands were everywhere, kissing every inch of her naked body until she could only sob his name. His fingers expertly teased her nipples into extending even more until they pierced his tongue when he sucked on them again. He sucked long and hard on each nipple, and now and then he would bite them hard, as if taking pleasure in the way she screamed.
When he wasn’t sucking on her nipples, he was kneading her breasts, squeezing them hard countless times. He stared at them like he could not get enough of her breasts. “These are all mine, Bobby. Only mine. No one can ever see how gloriously round your breasts are.”
“They’re big—-”
“Yes, they’re big.” His voice vibrated with sexual satisfaction. “They don’t even fit my hands.”
She moaned in embarrassment at that. “Leandro, don’t say that—-”
“But it’s true, and I know the men envy me for owning these.” He bent down to nuzzle his face in the valley of her breasts. “Mine, Bobby. Mine.”
She could only agree, whimpering, “Yes, it’s yours.”
His mouth moved down but he didn’t let go of her breasts, kneading them as if he wanted every part of her body screaming with need for him. She writhed under him when she felt his searing gaze on the triangle between her legs. “Leandro, don’t stare—-”
“I can do whatever I want, mégaira. Your body’s mine.” And oh God, his arrogance shouldn’t have turned her on so much, but it did and all Bobby could do was whimper and let her body do as he willed when he took hold of her legs and parted them.
The first lick of his tongue made her shudder, the second longer lick had her whimpering, and the third hard lick, followed by the thrust of his tongue into her body, made Bobby’s head twist left and right against the pillow. “Leandro!”
Her fingers moved to his head. “Please...please...stop...” She wouldn’t survive this. It was impossible to survive this kind of agony, the way his tongue felt like a small but powerfully intense force of heat that kept on stabbing her core, thrusting in and out and leaving her breathless and restless.
Leandro lifted his head.
She started to breathe.
But he rasped out, “No. I’m never going to stop.”
And then his head was back between her legs, his hands curving around her buttocks to squeeze them hard before using it to push her mound further up, allowing his tongue to slide in.
“Leandro!” She screamed when she felt the first stirring of pleasure. And then it happened too fast, the tiny stirs of pleasure erupting into a whirlwind of agonizing bliss, all of it centered in the heat that Leandro still had not stopped penetrating with his tongue.