ChapterSix
Leo tookthe key from my fingers and slid it into the slot on the door.I had a flash of something.
Hesitation?Uncertainty?I knew I was being very forward, brazen really.The total opposite from how I normally act.But when I looked into his dark eyes, I didn't care.
We’d barely stepped inside, and Leo grabbed me and spun me so I was pressed against the door.And this time when his lips met mine, I was ready for the way my body would react to him.
At least I thought I was.His lips melted into mine the same way they had earlier; my body responded with a thrill and I pulled him closer, securing my hands around his waist.As the kiss grew deeper, I needed more.
It wasn't enough.
Everything I thought I knew about myself went out the window and I bit down on his lip in what I hoped was an invitation for more.I thought my body might explode from the heat.
Leo kissed me deeper and this time I didn't overthink it.I let myself open up to each one of the sensations he stirred inside me.As long as we were kissing, I didn’t think.
I couldn't think.
It was as if all of my energy and focus was channeled into Leo.But when he broke the kiss, sucking on my lower lip as he pulled away, a million unwanted thoughts came crashing into my brain.
Should I be doing this?I didn't even know this man.I was still legally married.Am I making a smart decision?
If my uncertainty showed on my face, he didn't notice.His back was turned and he led me across the floor to one of the queen-sized beds.
"This one's yours," he said.It wasn't a question.
I smiled, my concerns forgotten as I looked at the two beds.The one closest to the window was covered in clothing.Shoes, blouses, a dress, and two purses lay on the comforter.It looked like that half of the room had been ransacked.Or, someone couldn't decide what to wear.The bed we were standing in front of was freshly made from housekeeping.The novel I was reading earlier lay open on the pillow.
"Only you would bring a book to Vegas," he said.He lifted it, marked the page with a napkin and placed it on the bedside table before turning back to me.He ran his thumb down the side of my face, until it touched the corner of my mouth.I closed my mind to everything except him.When he touched me, I no longer cared if I was making a smart decision; every nerve ending in my body sparked and reacted to him.That was all I needed.
I ran my hands down his chest, feeling his muscles through his shirt.His hands were on me as well.They moved down my bare arms and my skin tightened in response to his warm touch.
He didn't kiss me, but instead looked into my eyes.Somehow the connection between us intensified with the anticipation.Feeling bold, my fingers found the buttons on his shirt and began to work them free.I took my time as I undid the first two, but my pace quickened when the fabric parted, exposing his bare chest.Impatient, I yanked the fabric, popping the bottom buttons free.He still didn't break eye contact with me, but I could see his lips turn up into a smile.
His hands came to rest on my upper arms; his thumbs worked slow circles on my skin.
With a small smile of my own, I pushed my hands beneath the open fabric of his shirt and slid them up his chest.The feel of his smooth skin, chiseled from what?Time at the gym?Physical work?
It didn't matter.
The feel of him under my fingers cranked up the level of my desire.I moved further up and over his shoulders, pushing the shirt down and then before I realized what I was doing, I took half a step forward and bent my head so my lips pressed onto his bare skin.With small kisses and nibbles, I worked my way from his neck down his torso.His grip on my arms tightened, and he let out a moan.When I got to his waist and his belt buckle, I straightened up and looked straight into his eyes again.
"Jesus, Lexi," he groaned and crushed me to him.His lips were no longer soft or slow, but full of heat and need.His hands released my arms and reached behind my neck, untying the halter.The soft fabric fluttered down, revealing my bare breasts.He stripped himself of his own ruined shirt before his hands found me again.
God, he was beautiful.
There was no time to study his perfect form.The touch of his hands on my chest distracted me from all thought as he slid them down my chest and between my breasts, leaving a trail of heat as he went.Leo's hands didn't stop moving.In a quick motion, he unzipped the back of my dress and pushed it over my hips.It pooled to the floor and I stepped out of it.
"You're gorgeous," Leo said and he pulled back to look at me.I was thankful for the red satin panties set Nicole had urged me to buy instead of wearing my usual cotton.With my hair falling over my shoulder, I felt sexy and not the slightest bit insecure.
"Kiss me," I whispered.I needed to feel his lips again.He obliged by pulling me towards him, but instead of kissing my mouth, his lips touched the sensitive spot on my neck, just below my jaw.I shivered and a moan escaped my lips.He used one hand to hold me to him while the other ran through my hair, gently tugging my head to the side, exposing the length of my neck.He nibbled and kissed his way down to the swell of my breasts.My body shuddered with anticipation and he stood up, meeting my gaze that I'm sure was clouded with lust.
"Your turn," I said and I moved my hands to his belt buckle and slid the leather through.My fingers fumbled with the button but I managed to push it through and moved the zipper down.Before I could think twice, I plunged my hands into the fabric.
I froze when my hands hit bare skin.
He chuckled."Surprised?"he asked.
"I probably shouldn't be," I said and ran my hands over the smooth, bare skin of his rear and squeezed.His laughter turned into a groan.Encouraged, I pushed his pants down, exposing him and his excitement.It was my turn to moan.The sight of him wanting me sparked something low in my belly.