“Because I want to finish what I started earlier.”
His talented fingers zero in on my wet sex, sliding between my legs easily. He runs the pad of his thumb in a light circle over my clit and my body bows from the sensation. The entire evening has been a game of slowly building foreplay, and I am beyond ready for the main event.
“I want to touch you,” I say breathily, but Leo just chuckles, and I feel his head shake against my neck where he’s kissing me.
“Not yet. First I need to reacquaint myself with something.”
“Wha-?” I gasp as he plunges his fingers inside of me, curling around and finding my G-spot immediately. It’s a skill that took him a month to master when we were younger, and clearly, he hasn’t forgotten a thing.
“Oh my God, Leo. Shit. Yes,” I mumble, my hands gripping his forearms as I writhe around, desperate for the release that I can feel teasing me, just out of reach.
Proving just how in sync he is with me, Leo withdraws his fingers, ignoring my cry, only to pivot me and push me back onto the bed. I scramble to raise up on my elbows just in time to see him drop to his knees, and then his tongue is on me, licking my slit all the way from my ass to the very tip of my clit.
“Fucking hell, Tippy. You taste even better than I remember.”
The vibration from his words against my sensitized skin has me dropping back, my hands finding his hair and tunneling in to hold him in place.
Leo’s hands come to my legs, and he throws them over his shoulders, grabbing my hips and pulling me in even closer. How he’s breathing, I don’t know, and I don’t care. All I care about is the thousand sensations coursing through me as he plunges his tongue in and out of me, bringing one hand back to my clit, alternately pinching and circling it.
“Oh God. Yes, yes, yes, yes! Right there. Ohmygod. Don’t stop,” I moan, my body starting to convulse.
“Leo! Leo! Oh shit, Leo!” I scream as my orgasm overwhelms me, catapulting me to the stars and back with waves of pleasure over and over again. This is twenty years of missed Leo-induced orgasms all at once. I don’t realize just how intense it is until I drift back to reality and discover Leo is stretched out on the bed beside me, one hand resting on my stomach, and his lips are gently kissing away tears that are leaking from my eyes.
“You better be crying tears of joy, or I’m going to need to up my game.”
I let out a shaky laugh. “If you up your game anymore, I’m gonna die of orgasm.”
I feel his lips turned up in a smile when Leo moves to kiss my mouth.
“I’ll just bring you back to life with another one.”
“And so the cycle continues? Die by orgasm, revive by orgasm? Something’s wrong with that plan,” I say impishly.
Leo falls onto his back with a laugh. “Goddamnit woman, you’re ridiculous. Complaining about orgasms. What’s next?”
It’s my turn to prop up on my elbow. “Hey, who’s complaining? I’m just saying it seems inefficient, the whole dying and reviving portion of this. Can’t we just skip that and keep the orgasms?”
“Deal.”
My breath catches at the look I see on Leo’s face. It’s one I haven’t seen in a very long time. It’s a look that promises he’s mine, and I’m his.
I shift so that I’m on top of him, my naked body straddling his half-clothed one. “We need to deal with this,” I say, bringing my hands to the top of his shorts. Together we make quick work of removing them and then, at last, I have his dick in my hands.
It may sound weird to describe a cock as beautiful, but Leo’s truly is. Long, thick — but not too thick — with a perfect, smooth head. I wrap my hand around it and slowly stroke up and down, earning a rumble from Leo.
“Yeah, Tippy. Fucking hell.” He lets out a loud exhale as I twist my hand at the top and slide back down. Lowering my head, but keeping my eyes trained on his face, I lick him from root to tip, slowly, before taking him in my mouth. My tongue swirls around his cock, and I let the salty, musky taste of him fill my senses. Giving head is the ultimate power trip for a woman, and I fucking love it.
Bobbing my head up and down, I alternate sucking and licking, letting my hand follow with the same twisting and squeezing motion. I remember what Leo likes, what gets him harder than granite, and sure enough, mere minutes later, he’s pushing me off of him.
“Goddamnit woman, you are way too fucking good at that.” He flips me over and looms over me, my hands coming to grip his powerful forearms. His lips find mine, and our tastes mingle together. It’s a passionate and deeply drugging kiss. One that makes you lose all sense of time and space.
But one part of my body is still aware of things, aware enough, at least, to feel the tip of his cock sliding through the wetness between my legs. I lift my knees and wrap my legs around him, locking my feet just above his ass.
“I need you, Leo. All of you. I’m on birth control and safe if you are.”
He nods and that’s enough of an answer for me. I trust him.
“You’ve got me, Tippy.”