I crane my head up at that innocent statement to see his eyes gazing at me like two bottomless green pools of love and desire.
His fingers are tracing the very tops of my thighs now, and my body is starting to burn with anticipation. “We can’t… ”
“Really? Why not?” His lips find my neck again, gently sucking, licking, teasing my skin. I stifle my moan.
“Because…I don’t…I don’t know.” I gasp when he bites gently, then soothes the spot with his tongue.
“Then let go, Tippy. Trust me.”
Those are the magic words.
My legs fall open, and Leo’s hands move quickly to the elastic waistband of my skirt, sliding underneath. He strokes up and down the silky fabric of my panties.
“Fuck, you’re wet, baby.” He pushes them to the side and dips his fingers between my legs.
“God. Jesus, Leo.”
How this man gets me from zero to a hundred in no time at all is one of my life’s greatest mysteries. A delicious, toe-curling, heart-pounding mystery.
“You’re going to come on my fingers on this Ferris wheel, and then when we get home tonight, you’ll do it all over again. Inourbed. Inourhouse.”
“Yes,” I gasp as he plunges his fingers into me.
“You’re everything to me, Serena Matheson. You get that now, right? Everything.” His voice is a rich rumble in my ears, the sound adding to the sensory overload currently flooding my body.
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” I chant, fighting desperately to keep my volume low enough so that everyone around us doesn’t figure out what’s going on.
But when Leo’s fingers curl around and hit that magical spot inside of me that he can always find without error, I know I’m going to lose control. So I grab his face and smash our lips together, desperately riding out my release in our kiss. He swallows my moans, our tongues tangle, plunging in and out of each other.
He keeps on kissing me, and keeps on stroking me, until my body starts to shake. Slowly, he pulls out his hand, lifting his fingers to his mouth and sucking each one of them. “You’re delicious, Tippy.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from begging him to figure out how to fuck me right then and there. Because he’d do it. I know that much is true — Leo would doanythingfor me.
“Do we really need to stay for the fireworks?”
His satisfied smile makes it seem as if he’s the one who just had a spectacular orgasm, but I know that’s not true. I can feel the evidence of that straining against his pants.
“You promised your friends we would.”
“Friends, shmiends. I wanna go home and dothatagain.”
“Baby, we have the rest of our lives forthat,and I have to stay till the end of the fireworks anyway. Remember?”
I pout, but I don’t mean it. “Fine, but we’re getting apple cider.”
Leo’s laugh is warm and relaxed. And so familiar it makes my heart want to burst. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have a second chance with this man, but I will forever be grateful.
The ride comes to an end and we climb off, sharing a secret smile about what happened at the top of the wheel.
“Why do you have orgasm face?”
I whirl around and point my finger at Mila. “You hush.”
“Oh my God, you guys totally got busy on the Ferris wheel!” She nudges Jackson. “See? Itoldyou all the action happens up there.”
My face heats up, and I know I’m turning red. Thank goodness it’s almost dark out. “Okay, let’s just drop it and go find a spot for the fireworks.”
I start to tug Leo in the direction of the best viewing spot for the fireworks, but he pulls me to the side and wraps his arms around my waist.