“Wait,” I say, and he stops, surprised.
It’s not long now until we reach our destination. Our time together is running out. I don’t want it to end with this strange distance between us.
“Can I have a word?” I ask.
“Of course.” He stands back to allow me into his cabin. I close the door behind us.
“Are you avoiding me?” I ask so abruptly I surprise myself.
He weighs his answer.
“It’s a yes or no question, Leon,” I prompt.
“Yes,” he answers eventually, looking frustrated. “I have a lot on my mind.”
“And I couldn’t possibly relate to that, what with the murdered parents and finding out I’m a solari and being hunted by my own people.” I shake my head. “Gosh, what must it be like to have so much going on?”
“It’s not that I don’t think you would understand,” he says, turning away to stare at the cabin wall.
“Then what is it?” I ask. I hear my voice rising, but I’m too exasperated to keep it steady.
“It’s that it’s too damn distracting to be around you,” he blurts out, rounding on me. “Every time we’re in the same room, all I can think about is the way you taste, the way it feels to be inside you. All I can imagine is ripping your clothes off and taking you again and again as I listen to your cries of pleasure.”
I feel the flush rising up my neck and a familiar heat pooling in my stomach.
“So why don’t you?” I ask.
He groans, spinning away from me again. “It’s not that simple.”
“I know what’s going on, Leon,” I say.
“And what is that?” he shoots back.
I move toward him. “I’ve been…distracted by this thing between us too. But also by the knowledge that we’ll be going our separate ways soon. Sometimes it’s easier, cutting yourself off before the goodbye.”
I reach up and run my hand across his cheek, tangling my fingers in his hair. He closes his eyes and sighs, a noise full of yearning.
“Ana, when we get to the border…”
“Let’s not talk about that,” I say. “I don’t even want tothinkabout it. Let’s just feel.”
I push myself up onto my tip toes, pressing my lips against his. There’s the slightest moment of hesitation, and then he relents and takes over. His mouth urges mine open, claiming it with a force that pulls a delighted noise from me. His hands pull me in closer, pressing me against him so I can feel the hardening length of him.
“Gods forgive me,” he murmurs against my lips as he scoops me up and carries me to his bed. “But I can’t resist you.”
He spins us around, then lowers us to the mattress so I’m seated on his lap, knees on either side of his hips. His hands are everywhere, skimming over my ass, dancing up my spine. I grind against him, enjoying the friction of our bodies and the noises it forces from him.
“Where’s the fun in resistance?” I say, sitting back on my heels so I can slide my hand beneath his waistband. My fingers find the hard length of his cock and begin to stroke. There’s something intoxicating about it, having all that power in my hands. If possible, it grows even thicker under my attentions, and the deep recesses of me ache at the thought of taking it.
I kiss along Leon’s jaw as he groans to my strokes, each feral noise heightening my own hunger.
“Leon, I need you,” I say breathlessly. “Now.”
His eyes meet mine, their usual gray shining bright with pleasure, but he’s not so mesmerized he doesn’t understand me. What I’m asking for. His hands slide beneath my skirts, finding my hips. He looks at me in surprise that I’m not wearing any underwear, and I shrug. “You ripped them, remember?” He pinches my ass in response, and I can’t help smiling. At the same time, I release him from his pants.
I want to take a moment to admire him, but my impatience bites at me. I hike up my skirts, climbing back into his lap, only to inhale sharply as our bodies touch, my clit grazing against the slick head of him. He silences my gasp with his mouth, and we rock there for a moment, letting skin caress skin, until I rise up on my knees, silently telling him I’m ready.
His tongue strokes mine into submission as he guides the tip of himself into me. I hover for a moment, then my desire wins over. I sink down onto his cock, taking the full length of it in one smooth movement.
