Frayed Silk(52)

“A guy I know. I wasn’t certain until he did some digging for me. But the hickey, the valet that night … that’s when I contacted him.” He averts his gaze to the window with a low growl that I feel reverberate through me.

Placing my hand on his stubbled jaw, I turn his head back to me. “I was weak. I’m still weak, but I’m determined to be stronger, to try to leave that broken part of me behind.” I beg with my eyes for him to believe me.

He swallows hard. “You’re not weak, Lia. You’re so strong that it scares the shit out of me. I never would’ve thought you’d have the guts to tell me face to face that you wanted a divorce.” He chuckles hoarsely. “Fuck, you stunned the shit out of me. For a split second, I almost thought to hell with it, that I needed to finally tell you. That something’s gotta change before I lose you.” He closes his eyes briefly. “But I didn’t know how. Every time I heard you cry. Every time I thought I could tell you, my fucking throat would close up. Besides, I never thought you’d walk away from me. I thought you were just fucking with me as some desperate cry for attention.”

I flinch from his words, my heart cracking a little. That he thought so little of something that took weeks for me to dredge the courage up to ask hurts. It hurts like hell.

He winces, his eyes softening as he cradles the side of my face and removes a tear that I didn’t even realize had escaped. “I’m sorry.” He pulls my face to his, kissing me. “So fucking sorry.”

I melt into his body as his tongue slides against mine, his hands gliding up and down my back until they rest on my ass. Grabbing a cheek in each hand, he grinds me over his hard length. “Again?” I whisper with disbelief.

He reaches between us, aligning himself with my entrance. “We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.” He bites my lip. I lift my hips and slowly sink down on him, his cum from earlier seeping out and causing us both to moan as he fills me so completely.

“You like that, don’t you? My cum filling you up,” he rasps into my mouth.

I nod, whimpering out a garbled, “Y-yes.”

He smacks my ass, grabbing my hips and shifting me up and down while his lips stay attached to mine.

“Dirty girl.” He pulls away, chuckling darkly. “Then I’ll just have to keep filling you, won’t I?” He nips my jaw and sits up, leaning back on an arm and using the other to maneuver me over him. His words and his actions elicit a loud moan from me.

“Answer me,” he demands roughly.

And he’s back. This is the Leo I’ve been craving. The filthy mouthed, sweet, bossy animal in the bedroom. He owns my heart every day, anywhere, anytime. But when we have sex, he owns parts of me that I never knew existed before him. I’ve missed it so much that I don’t hesitate to bring my lips to his, staring deep into his eyes as I tell him, “Fill me and never stop.”

His nostrils and eyes flare at my words, his arm leaving my waist to travel up my back and hook around my shoulder, causing my knees to ride up his sides as he seats himself so deep inside me that it almost hurts. “Fuck.” He ducks his head to my shoulder, nipping and sucking my flushed skin. “I can’t believe I ever thought I could do without this, without you.”

“Never again.” I grab his head, bringing my forehead to his and moving up and down in time with his controlling hand that’s drifted down to my hip. “Promise me,” I whisper heatedly.

“I fucking promise.” His eyes flash before sealing it with his lips on mine. Then he’s flipping me over, pulling me up onto all fours, and entering me from behind. He leans forward, gathering my hair into his fist and tugging, causing my back to arch as I meet his powerful thrusts. With emotions only heightening the pleasure, that familiar sensation is soon washing over my skin again.

“Leo, I’m … gonna come.”

He lets go of my hair and his thrusts slow as he wraps an arm around my waist and leans back on his knees until I’m almost sitting on him from behind. His other hand squeezes my breast, teasing my nipple between his fingers as he growls into my ear, “Come, I want to feel you shake as your pussy milks my cock.” He sucks my lobe, grinding and thrusting into me from below. His hand creeps down my stomach, gently rubbing my swollen clit and causing me to cry out as I shatter into a million pieces while he holds my trembling body. He kisses my neck, gently rubbing me to draw out the pleasure as his thrusts slow and he stills, emptying himself inside me once more.

“I love you.” His lips graze a path from my shoulder over to my neck and back again. “So fucking much, Lia.”

I swallow, trying to catch my breath as I breathe out, “I love you, Leo. Always.”

He kisses my shoulder one more time before slowly moving me off him and helping me into the shower, where he proceeds to wash every inch of my body before I take the loofah and do the same to him. I expect him to flinch, to shy away from my touch now that we’re out of our bed, but he doesn’t. His eyes watch my every move, but he only smiles when I meet his gaze. We dry off, Leo deciding on ordering pizza for lunch and watching a movie in bed.

I don’t know if it’s healthy that we’re not leaving this room, but we’re a thousand steps ahead of where we were last night, so I’m not going to say a word. Opting instead to just soak in the happiness of being wrapped in his strong arms as I sit between his legs and he feeds me, laughing as I dribble sauce down my chin.