going on in my room, too.
I let out another few more tortured breaths. “I…I need you. I need you right now . Quietly, though.” He has no idea how close I am already. How if I so much as grind against him I’m going to shatter to pieces in an instant.
He grins, dropping his voice to match mine. “Oh, Elle, you have no idea how much I want to hear you scream my name when you come tonight.” He reaches for the condom he pulled from his pocket, sliding it on before he covers my body with his again.
He kisses my neck before he whispers in my ear. “And you will cry my name, Elle. So many times tonight…” His lips find mine again, almost like he’s trying to drown out the sound he knows is about to come from my mouth as soon as he’s inside me.
I return his kiss, wrapping my arms and legs around him again as I pull him closer, and he rocks himself inside me in a single motion. It seems to only be a second before I find myself teetering at the edge of bliss.
And he must know—he must be able to feel it. He lifts himself away from me the slightest bit—which feels like torture in itself—but only enough to slide his hand between my legs. The moment his thumb finds my clit, I explode.
He holds me as the waves crash over me, covering my mouth with his to drown out my cries of pleasure. His arms wrap around me as he slowly rocks into me again and again. It’s almost as if he’s cradling me as I come back down to earth.
He groans softly into my neck as his release follows a few moments later. He turns to his side, pulling me against him as he catches his breath.
He presses a kiss to my lips before he pulls away and looks into my eyes. His voice is only a whisper. “I’m going to take care of this condom, then I’m going to make love to you again.”
My eyes flutter closed and I nod, still trying to find my breath.
Leo slides off the bed and walks into the bathroom before I realize what he just said.
Make love .
I know he didn’t mean it that way, but it’s still nice to hear. It’s obvious whatever it is between us—this weird chemistry we seem to have—is something more than just great sex. But that’s all it can be. That’s all I’m going to allow it to be.
I grab the blanket from the floor and pull it over myself before he returns to the bed. Great sex is enough. And I’m going to memorize every last detail of this night—our last night together.
W e somehow manage to have sex three more times before we finally wear ourselves out. He holds me in his arms, and we cling to each other in the tiny bed as he whispers in my ear. “Let me have this weekend with you, Elle. We had a date tonight on your terms. Now let me show you a proper royal date experience.”
I laugh softly, still trying to keep my voice low. “What exactly is a proper royal date experience , Leo?”
He strokes my hair and presses a kiss to my temple. “Allow me to show you on my terms. Please?”
It’s against my better judgment, but I nod as my eyes flutter closed from exhaustion. I should end it now—send him on his way. But the thought of having him to myself for another day makes my heart do things I’d rather not admit. And the thought of having him inside me one last time is too much to resist.
Make love . The thought of having him make love to me again…
“Okay, Leo. As long as you have me back here tomorrow so I can get to my interview in Oklahoma on Tuesday. It’s a long drive.”
He kisses my temple once more and I can feel him nod as I drift off to sleep. “Whatever you wish, Elle. Anything for you.”
Leo
I wake up with one thought on my mind: today is my chance, and I intend to make it count.
I roll over and look at Elle. She’s still sleeping, and a wisp of her hair has fallen across her lips. It rises and falls with the slow, steady flow of her breath.
God, she’s beautiful. And so real. I’m not sure I realized it until I saw her again yesterday, but there’s something unspeakably
I let out another few more tortured breaths. “I…I need you. I need you right now . Quietly, though.” He has no idea how close I am already. How if I so much as grind against him I’m going to shatter to pieces in an instant.
He grins, dropping his voice to match mine. “Oh, Elle, you have no idea how much I want to hear you scream my name when you come tonight.” He reaches for the condom he pulled from his pocket, sliding it on before he covers my body with his again.
He kisses my neck before he whispers in my ear. “And you will cry my name, Elle. So many times tonight…” His lips find mine again, almost like he’s trying to drown out the sound he knows is about to come from my mouth as soon as he’s inside me.
I return his kiss, wrapping my arms and legs around him again as I pull him closer, and he rocks himself inside me in a single motion. It seems to only be a second before I find myself teetering at the edge of bliss.
And he must know—he must be able to feel it. He lifts himself away from me the slightest bit—which feels like torture in itself—but only enough to slide his hand between my legs. The moment his thumb finds my clit, I explode.
He holds me as the waves crash over me, covering my mouth with his to drown out my cries of pleasure. His arms wrap around me as he slowly rocks into me again and again. It’s almost as if he’s cradling me as I come back down to earth.
He groans softly into my neck as his release follows a few moments later. He turns to his side, pulling me against him as he catches his breath.
He presses a kiss to my lips before he pulls away and looks into my eyes. His voice is only a whisper. “I’m going to take care of this condom, then I’m going to make love to you again.”
My eyes flutter closed and I nod, still trying to find my breath.
Leo slides off the bed and walks into the bathroom before I realize what he just said.
Make love .
I know he didn’t mean it that way, but it’s still nice to hear. It’s obvious whatever it is between us—this weird chemistry we seem to have—is something more than just great sex. But that’s all it can be. That’s all I’m going to allow it to be.
I grab the blanket from the floor and pull it over myself before he returns to the bed. Great sex is enough. And I’m going to memorize every last detail of this night—our last night together.
W e somehow manage to have sex three more times before we finally wear ourselves out. He holds me in his arms, and we cling to each other in the tiny bed as he whispers in my ear. “Let me have this weekend with you, Elle. We had a date tonight on your terms. Now let me show you a proper royal date experience.”
I laugh softly, still trying to keep my voice low. “What exactly is a proper royal date experience , Leo?”
He strokes my hair and presses a kiss to my temple. “Allow me to show you on my terms. Please?”
It’s against my better judgment, but I nod as my eyes flutter closed from exhaustion. I should end it now—send him on his way. But the thought of having him to myself for another day makes my heart do things I’d rather not admit. And the thought of having him inside me one last time is too much to resist.
Make love . The thought of having him make love to me again…
“Okay, Leo. As long as you have me back here tomorrow so I can get to my interview in Oklahoma on Tuesday. It’s a long drive.”
He kisses my temple once more and I can feel him nod as I drift off to sleep. “Whatever you wish, Elle. Anything for you.”
Leo
I wake up with one thought on my mind: today is my chance, and I intend to make it count.
I roll over and look at Elle. She’s still sleeping, and a wisp of her hair has fallen across her lips. It rises and falls with the slow, steady flow of her breath.
God, she’s beautiful. And so real. I’m not sure I realized it until I saw her again yesterday, but there’s something unspeakably
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