“Most people eat in the kitchen, my sweet Hannah,” Leo says, with a voice that basically screams sexy; all deep and possessive and hungry.“I want you on the counter.Spread your legs for me.”
“Fuck, I love when you tell me to spread my legs for you,” I groan, so fucking ready for him.
Chapter Eighteen
Leo
I wake to Hannah’s hands and mouth on me, exploring my body, touching, licking and sucking everywhere.
“Fuck, babe,” I murmur, my eyes still closed as I lie on my back, one arm tucked behind my head, the other resting on her back as her naked body lies against mine.
I feel her smile against my chest, biting me once before she kisses her way down my stomach, her tongue tracing the lines of my tattoos, her hand pushing the covers back until my dick springs free, already hard and practically jerking to attention at what I’m pretty sure is about to happen next.
Hannah’s fingers curl around it, her grip tight as she gives it one slow tug.“God, I love your dick,” she murmurs, her breath hot against my skin before she swirls her tongue around the head.
A long, low groan falls from my mouth, my hand now resting on Hannah’s head, my fingers weaving into her hair.She swirls her tongue again before sucking the head once and then sliding her mouth down over my dick.
“Jesus,” I moan, my hips jacking off the bed as she starts to slowly suck me off.
I force my eyes to open, not wanting to miss a single thing.When I look down at her, Hannah is watching me, waiting for my gaze to meet hers.The second it does, she gently scrapes her teeth along my shaft before taking me all the way to the back of her throat.
“Fuck, fuck…” I breathe out, my eyes practically rolling back in my head as she repeats the movement, her head bobbing up and down on my cock, over and over again.Her mouth is so wet and warm, and I can’t get enough of how good it feels.So good that I can already feel myself on the edge of coming, my dick so hard, I feel like I’m going to explode.“Shit, babe, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna…”
I expect her to stop, to lift her head and climb on top of me so I can come inside her, but she doesn’t, never stopping her movements as I feel my balls tighten and I explode in her mouth.
When I next open my eyes, the bed beside me is empty, the sheets cool.The noises coming from the kitchen tell me Hannah is up, making coffee and food if the smells are anything to go by.Smiling, I throw the covers back, swinging my legs out of bed.
I stand, grabbing my boxer briefs from the floor, I pull them on before I make my way out of the bedroom to the kitchen.Hannah has her back to me and she’s dressed in nothing but a tank and a pair of black panties that make her ass look seriously awesome.
“Good morning,” I murmur as I come up behind her, my arms slipping around her waist and under her tank as I press a kiss to her neck.
Hannah turns her head, her lips meeting mine in a deep kiss.“Morning, how’s the head?”
Chuckling, I press my hips against her ass.“The head was fucking spectacular.”
Hannah laughs, her head falling back against my shoulder.“Uh huh, and the other head.No hangover?”
I tighten my arms.“Pfft, hangover?I’m harder than that, babe.”
“Yeah, you sure are,” she murmurs, pushing her ass back against me and my already hardening dick.
I lower my mouth to her neck, licking and sucking.“What’s going on out here, something smells amazing.”
“I’m making you breakfast,” she replies, angling her head to give me better access.
I slide one of my hands down her stomach, my fingers slipping beneath her panties.“I can think of something I’d like to have for breakfast.”
Hannah lets out a laugh that quickly turns to a moan as my fingers slip between her legs, brushing over her clit.“God, how is it you’re single?”she asks, almost as though she’s talking to herself.
I pause, pulling my hand from her panties and turning her around so she’s backed up against the counter and caged in by me.“Well, I’m not single, am I?”I reply, knowing we’ve never really discussed or put a label on what this thing between us is, but I’m pretty sure whatever it is, neither of us is single.
I know for certain that we’re both super into it, neither of us able to deny this intense chemistry we have or spend a night apart from each other ever since it started.And I also know that neither of us is sleeping with anyone else or has any intention to.But we also aren’t exactly out there announcing to everyone the fact that we are…dating, fucking, all of the above; whatever this thing is.I mean I consider us a couple, one hundred percent, but I also know that it’s not as simple as us just walking into work together, holding hands and kissing each other goodbye before we go about our day.
Hannah smiles, taking one of my hands and slipping it back into the front of her panties.“You know what I mean.Howwereyou single?”
Chuckling, I slip my fingers back between her legs, groaning when I discover how wet she is as I lower my mouth to hers, brushing my lips across her mouth.“I work long shitty hours and I live in the middle of nowhere.How the hell were you single?”
Hannah groans, her hand still on mine as she urges me to move, trying to push my fingers where she wants them.“I work long shitty hours,” she says, breathless.“And I now live in the middle of nowhere.”
