Leo's Chance(51)

I hear another tearing sound and realize vaguely that I just tore her thong off. Damn thing was in my way. She breathes in sharply, and then moans loudly as I move my fingers around her wet opening, not penetrating, just spreading the wetness around in slow circles. I feel a growl come up my chest at the feel of her slickness. "Always so wet for me," I choke out.

She brings her arms up around me to hold on tight, and leans her head back against the wall, giving me perfect access to taste the sweet skin at her neck. I continue to finger her, spreading her juices up and around her clit. She’s squirming and whimpering which fuels the desire for me to consume her. I hope she’s ready for a rough ride because that’s about all I’m capable of right now.

I lean my hips back and feel a burst of pre-cum when Evie whimpers in protest.

"Take my cock out, Evie," I say, feeling like my voice is thick and far away.

She reaches through the tear in my pants, into my boxers and takes me in her hand. The feel of her hand on me is almost too much. But she lets go quickly, and I grip her ass with one hand and position myself at her entrance with the other, and slam into her, none too gentle. She cries out and it brings me back to myself momentarily, and I still for several seconds as I stare into her lust filled eyes, making sure that she’s okay. When I see that she is, I pull back very slowly and then thrust back into her again. The friction of her tight muscles wrapped around me feels so good that I let out an involuntary hiss. Evie closes her eyes and moans deeply, parting her lips and I lose it again, my body taking over, and my mind taking a backseat on the pleasure ride I’m on.

I crash my mouth back over hers and start thrusting wildly into her, hard and deep, slamming her against the wall. I want to possess her, own her, and confirm that she’s mine. Convince myself that something beautiful in this world is mine, and only mine.

I feel another burst of pre-cum and a spike of overwhelming pleasure pulses through my abdomen. I reach down between us and roll my finger against her sweet spot, and she starts panting and moaning into my mouth as her orgasm rolls through her.

I rip my mouth off of hers and watch as the pleasure washes over her features, and it’s so incredibly beautiful that the words, "Mine. Only mine. Only. Ever. Mine," pour unbidden from my brain to my lips as I continue to pump into her relentlessly.

My own climax swirls downward and my head automatically drops back, the intense pleasure taking over, and stars bursting in front of my eyes as I swell and jerk inside of her.

As the stars diminish and fade away slowly, control flows back in, and I wonder at what just happened. As unbelievably incredible as it was for me, I hope I didn’t hurt her. Walls aren’t exactly soft. But as I bring my head back up and gaze into her eyes, still gliding in and out of her slowly, the look on her face calms me. She looks awe-struck and satisfied, and very thoroughly f*cked. Pride wells up in me, a fierce feeling of ownership.

"You are so beautiful," she says lazily.

I smile, letting her down to the floor very slowly. "You're the beautiful one," I whisper.

She leans up and kisses me sweetly, and I lead her to the bedroom.

Later, after we’ve cleaned up a little and fallen into bed, Evie is snuggled tightly against me, breathing deeply. I know she’s asleep. "I love you," I whisper, needing to say it, even knowing she doesn’t hear.

"Mmm, Leo…" she murmurs back. My whole body freezes, the steady beat of my heart pausing and then resuming as her words slam into me. Oh my God. Holy shit. My heart races furiously now, my brain cloudy, eyes wide in the dark. I don’t know what to feel, but it takes me several hours before I fall into a fitful sleep.





CHAPTER 22


Evie leaves for work the next morning, and I laze around for a little while before getting up and heading to the gym. I keep hearing Evie's voice in my head, whispering Leo in her sleep. I still don't know what to think about it. Does she still dream about me? What does that mean? Is there something inside of her that still holds on to the boy that I once was? Is that going to make it easier or harder for her to hear the truth about me?

I work out for a couple hours and then head home. I’m also keyed up because I know that Lauren is meeting with the board today – and I don’t know why. Whatever it is, I can pretty much guarantee that her only motivation is to have something to control me with, and that knowledge alone fills me with a sickening anger. How long am I going to have to deal with her crazy shit? How can I ask Evie to deal with any of this? It never f*cking stops. And I know for a fact that if Lauren realizes that Evie is back in my life, it will only get worse. A lot worse.

Dealing with Lauren today or any day is about the last thing I want. But I have to know what she’s up to. My personal feelings aside, I owe it to my company to know what she’s planning. Best to meet her in public before I leave to pick up Evie. If I didn’t want to know what board business she thinks she has, I suppose I could avoid her call like I usually do. But then she’ll try to show up while Evie’s here and, oh Christ, now I just have a headache. I sit at the bar in my kitchen with my head in my hands for a few minutes, just considering this mess. Then I get up and take a shower, shave and work at my desk in workout pants and a t-shirt for the remainder of the afternoon.

I have Lauren’s number programmed to go straight to voicemail, so I check my phone every so often until I see that I have a message. When I listen to it, it’s Lauren and I call her back.