But Leo hadn’t fucked me, and maybe that was the problem. My head was foggy. I watched him through bleary eyes as he stood up and unbuckled his pants. God, he was so sexy. My suited man. My intimate lover. He climbed over the couch, a leg on either side of me and brought his cock to my mouth. His blond hair fell over his forehead as he peered down at me, his teeth clenched as he gritted, “Come on, sweetness.”
I opened my mouth to him, accepting the head of his cock in. A moan mixed with agony ripped from his throat, and he shivered as I tasted the tip of him. Extremely sensitive, he balled my hair into his fist, moving in and out of me at a moderate pace. I could feel his body tensing, tightening, like he was fighting so hard for control. His other hand moved behind him, stroking at my sex again, making me jolt from the random bursts of pleasure.
“Deeper,” he demanded, easing his cock further into my mouth. “I want to feel your throat, Skye.”
I took as much of him as I could without gagging. I wasn’t used to this. I could never fit Hunter far enough inside me, so I took a moment to adjust. It wasn’t easy, but Leo wasn’t pushy. His breaths picked up; he watched me, never straying from my face. His length grew impossibly hard. I tasted his precum, his musk, and I nearly came again just from the sounds he was making. Those deep, incredible noises. I wondered if I could make him come undone the way I could make Hunter lose himself inside me.
Leo was close to coming, but this wasn’t how he wanted to get there. He pulled out of me, his pants ragged as he bent over and picked me up like I weighed nothing. Then he fell back down on the couch and settled me over top of him. His mouth found mine and he kissed me, his tongue sensually exploring my mouth. He lifted me, positioning his cock at my entrance.
“You ready, sweetness?”
I could barely concentrate. “I’m ready.”
He stared into my eyes as I slowly sat on him, taking him in one inch at a time. Digging my fingers into his shoulders, I cried out, overwhelmed by his thickness, by his sounds, by how sensitive my flesh still felt.
“Leo,” I panted.
“Yeah, Skye?”
“I feel everything.”
He dropped his face to my throat, groaning. “Yeah…”
He gripped my hips and fucked me with long, solid thrusts. He sucked my breasts, nipped at my throat, breathed his groans into my mouth. His face was slick with sweat as he gritted his teeth, forcing back the pleasure like he wasn’t ready for it just yet. He peered into my eyes, his mouth dropping open as he took the sight of me in with so much fervour.
“Fuck, I love you,” he moaned. “I love being inside you, Skye…It’s my bliss. You're gonna be full of me, full of Hunter, too. Fuck, you're going to be dripping with our come.”
I could hardly move as he continued to jackhammer into me. I came hard, riding through another wave of euphoria. His face split at the sight, and then he went still, his cock jerking inside me as he silently rode through his orgasm, clutching me to him so tight, I couldn’t breathe. I collapsed against him, slick with our release, covered in sweat and musk.
“Welcome home,” he whispered into my ear.
Home.
The word bounced around my head as another pain clenched at my heart.
Could this be home without my other man?