Page 49 of Don't Leave Me Behind
“Are you sure?” My voice comes out rough, gravel in my throat, my body vibrating with the sheer need I feel for her. She nods, and that’s all it takes for me to snap. One last look into her eyes, and I crash my mouth into hers.
She surges into me with an intensity I feel burning me from the inside out. She’s so fucking beautiful, so fucking perfect. Her hands glide over the stubble on my face before sliding back to sink into my hair. I moan when her fingernails scrape my scalp.
I’m fucking lost to her. Gone. Died and found myself in heaven. Kissing Leni feels like taking my first real breath in years. She’s the feast after a famine. An oasis in the desert. She is life itself, breathing oxygen into my starving lungs. I want her like I’ve never wanted anything in my entire life. She—this—is everything.
My right hand slips into her hair, fisting it, taking the kiss deeper. She gasps, her lips parting enough for me to sweep my tongue inside. Without hesitation, her tongue meets mine stroke for stroke, like she needs me just as bad. As if she wants this as much as I do. She arches into me, the front of her body pressing into mine, rubbing against me as my left hand drops to her lower back. Hauling her even closer, wishing there was nothing between us. No space. No clothes. No past full of wasted time and second-guessing.
Leni pulls away, and I groan, holding myself back. Big green eyes look up at me through her dark lashes, her soft, pillowy lips curving into a smile.
“Hi,” she whispers, her hands slipping from my hair to rest on my chest.
“Hey, pretty girl.” I smooth her hair back, tucking wild strands behind her ears. Bouncing my eyes between hers, I keep one hand on her face, the other on her hip.“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Her cheeks are already flushed from the kiss. She turns away, hiding her embarrassment, teeth sinking into that juicy bottom lip of hers. I want her mouth back on mine, fingers in my hair. As if she can hear my thoughts, she glances at me, fire in her eyes. The twin flame to mine.
“Kiss me again.” She steps onto her tiptoes, her hands sliding up my chest and around the back of my neck, pulling me into her.
“Yes, ma’am,” I breathe into her mouth. Her lips part, body arching into mine. This kiss is slower, more intentional. I take my time, memorizing every hitch in her breath, every gasp and moan as I explore her. My hands take on a mind of their own, wandering down her sides, over her hips, exploring every inch of her they can reach.
I grab her ass with both hands, squeezing hard enough to make her squeal.
“Fuck,” she giggles, her voice breathy and light.
“Yeah,” I mutter, my lips brushing hers again.
“Go.” She gives me a nudge. The motion is so halfhearted, I’m not sure she means it. “Go shower.”
“You gonna be here when I’m done?” I don’t ask her what I want; I’m not sure if I’m ready to know if she regrets kissing me.
“Where would I go?”
“I don’t know, just…don’t.”
Her lips quirk into an amused smile, eyes dancing with humor. “I’m not going anywhere, Cowboy. Are you going to go in there and overthink this?”
“Probably,” I admit. My thoughts are already swirling with a million questions. A million reasons why that kiss was a bad idea. And why it can’t happen again.
“Hmm.” She settles back onto flat feet, taking a step back. Her hand still resting on my chest, an index finger tapping on my pec, as her eyes turn toward me, concern written across her features. “I won’t chase you again. If you want me, you’re going to have to prove it.”
I cover her hand with my own, running my thumb up and down her index finger. “Yes, ma’am.” Picking her hand off my chest, I bring her finger to my mouth, pressing the tip to my lips.
“Now be a good boy and go take a shower so we can go to bed.”
Leni Kane, standing in her bedroom and using the phrase “good boy,” is downright diabolical. My dick twitches in my jeans, bringing my attention down to the uncomfortably hard erection I’m sporting. Her gaze shifts down. A smirk plays on that sinful little mouth of hers when our eyes meet again.
“Take your time.” She winks, turning around to give me an eyeful of her perfectly shaped ass before she disappears down the stairs.
Well fuck.
I wake up feeling heavy...literally.Somehow, Leni ended up nearly on top of me; her left leg draped across my midsection while her upper body practically covers my chest. Soft brown waves tickle my chin, and if my alarm wasn’t blaring, I’d take the extra time to lie here and savor the way her body feels on mine. She stirs, grumbling about the noise as the obnoxious ringtone continues to get louder.
We’re in the middle of the bed, too far away for me to reach my phone. I slip out from beneath her. “No,” she grumbles, blindly reaching for me as I get out of bed. “Come back, you’re warm.”
I chuckle as I silence the alarm and lean forward, kneeling on the bed next to her. I plan to kiss her temple, like I did yesterday, only Leni has plans of her own. When I’m close enough to kiss her, she flips herself over and grabs my face, pulling my lips onto hers.
Goddamn, this woman can kiss. The second my lips open, she takes control, exploring my mouth, pulling my body closer as she surges up to meet me. I’m off balance, barely managing to straddle her body with my limbs, so I don’t end up crushing her.
Warm hands slide beneath my shirt, her skin searing mine as she traces them around my chest, then down my abs. My cock jumps, growing harder as her fingers get closer to my waistband. I groan, nearly coming in my pants when she crooks her leg and rubs her knee into my groin.
