Supercharged Love(41)

Her gaze travels down my naked torso, taking in every inch and not bothering to hide it. A wicked grin plays on her lips, and I lean down to claim her lips in a deep kiss. Guiding her backward until we reach the bed, I lower her so she is lying down. Kicking off her shoes while I do the same, she then moves up the bed until she rests against the pillows. Dark hair flows out around her head and I can’t take it anymore. She looks gorgeous. Hurriedly, I pull apart the fastenings on my jeans and balance while I rip them off.

Kneeling on the bed, I pull apart the buttons on her jeans to shimmy them down her legs. Leigh helps me out and I pull them clear off her feet. Resuming my position, I take her hands, pull her up to sitting, and pull her blouse over her head. It is my turn to stare at her now in only her underwear, pretty and lacey, but the swell of her tits has my dick hardening further. I reach for her, my hands in her hair as my mouth slants over hers, angling her head to kiss her deeper. My hands skim down her back and I release the fastening on her bra, sliding the straps down her arms, and cup her breast in the palm of her hands.

A low groan sounds in the back of her throat when my thumbs brush over her already hard nipples and I make sure to tease her further. Pulling back, I reach down to where I dumped my jeans on the floor and fumble for a condom in my wallet. My boxers are next to go and Leigh bites down on her bottom lip as she stares as I roll on the condom. When I chuckle, her eyes flick up to meet mine; her lip pops out of her mouth as she smiles. Leigh hooks her thumbs into the side of her panties and slides them down her legs. With the condom on, I climb back on the bed and nestle between her thighs. Bracing my weight on my forearms on either side of her, I stare down into blazing green orbs.

“This is all I’ve ever wanted,” I say in a hushed voice to which she smiles and nods slowly. Her fingers delve into the hair at the back of my head and pull me down to kiss her.

With deliberate slowness, I ease myself into her. A soft moan escapes her as I bury myself to the hilt, mingling with my own groan. I lean back, wanting to look at her and cup the sides of her head with my hands, brushing wisps of hair off her face, tangling in her hair, while I slide in and out. My pace increases the longer I watch her, my need for her intensifying.

Long legs wrap around my waist, bringing to life every fantasy I’ve had about her. Bending my head to capture her lips as I drive deeper, Leigh moves her hand to hold the back of my head while her other hand grips my waist. My lips kiss a path from her mouth to the curve of her neck and a shiver works its way through her body underneath me.

Between her soft moans and the way her legs tighten around my waist, I know she’s close. I capture her lips once more and take hold of one hand and then the other. Holding them above her head, I watch her as I push deeper, driving her toward her climax. Her muscles tighten, sucking me in farther as tremors wrack her body while her orgasm crashes over her. Seconds later my own orgasm hits and my lips find hers, all tension drains from my body as I pour into her; drained, my body sags and I catch myself before I crush her. Rolling to the side, I gather her in my arms and smooth her hair back from her face. Leigh buries in to me and my grip tightens. This is how it should be; everything slots into place, and for the first time in forever, I feel complete.





Chapter Twenty-One




Lying in the semi-darkness of Aaron’s parents’ guest bedroom, the sounds of the party are muted below us. Our slick skin starts to cool, and I pull back the duvet and urge Leigh underneath while I dispose of the condom. Climbing back into bed with her I wrap my arms around her and cover us. I’m not ready to let her go just yet.

“Why has it taken us so long to get to this point?” I ask, still a little amazed that, after all this time, I have finally slept with Leigh Storm. She is silent and I worry that I’ve pissed her off. Surprising me, she laughs softly and curls tighter into my body.

“I’m beginning to wonder.” Her head tips to look up at me, smoothing back her hair I kiss her again. I could get used to this, kissing her, holding her in my arms, and most definitely making love to her. Shit. That’s a first. I’ve never thought of it in those terms. Any girl I’ve slept with—and there’s not been that many since I came here, despite what I lead people to believe—has only been sex. A quick fuck. But with Leigh … She does something to me, something to my insides I have never experienced before, and I don’t want to lose her.

She stifles a yawn. “Do you want to sleep?” I ask.

“No,” she says with a shy smile. “You?”

I laugh. “No.” There is no way in hell I’m going to waste a second with her sleeping.