It didn’t take long for my pleasure to start rushing toward a climax again. Just as I hit one level, he began to drive harder into me, and I cried out as I hit new heights of pleasure.
Desperately, I tried to ride the edge, but he shifted the angle of his thrusts, and my body seemed to light up completely. It was as if I suddenly had fire running through my veins.
My climax slammed forward like a tidal wave, inescapable, overwhelming. It caught me breathless, and I couldn’t even cry out. My pussy clamped down on him hard, my inner muscles pulsing, sending powerful ripples of pleasure coursing through me.
Leon stopped holding back and waiting for me. He leaned forward and began to fuck me hard and fast. I clutched him tightly, my eyes closed and my breathing ragged as I trembled with the aftershocks.
He was fucking me with abandon. His body suddenly tensed as he growled a profanity and came hard. I was so tight around him that I felt every pulse and throb of his cock as he emptied his seed into the condom. He drove deep one last time, sending a bright burst of sensation through me that was almost too intense.
Afterward, we were both breathing hard. Leon leaned in, cupped my jaw, and kissed me slowly, tenderly. He was still inside me. I playfully wrapped my legs around him, holding him there as I caught my breath and my orgasm gradually faded.
“Fucking amazing,” he growled, staring down into my eyes.
“Mmm.”
He kissed me sweetly once more and retreated to take care of the condom. Then he put another log on the fire and grabbed us both another beer. With all that exercise, I felt like I’d burned off all the alcohol in my first beer. At least I got to admire his bubble butt in the firelight. It was a nice ass. Maybe someday I’d tell him if it wouldn’t go straight to his head.
Which it would.
He brought the cold beer bottle over to me. I curled up next to him. We were both close to the fireplace again, naked and enjoying the warmth. I rested my head against him, watching the glowing coals and the flames. I felt sated and relaxed. Safe…at least for now. It was a good feeling. Almost as good as the sex.
Leon had his arm around me. He kissed me on top of my head. The gesture surprised me because it was tender, not passionate.
I smiled to myself and closed my eyes, content to listen to the crackling fire and stay in his arms for as long as it lasted.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
LEON
“Idon’t want you to go.”
Sofia spoke without a hint of whine or pleading. It was simply a statement of fact. She stood in the dimming afternoon light, almost sunset now, with the trees dark behind her and even her olive skin a little flushed from the cold. She looked achingly beautiful and vulnerable to me right then. Something that had become so precious in such a short time that thinking about it left me staggered.
In a way, Sofia’s calm statement made it even harder for me to leave. Her arms were crossed as she stood in the cabin’s front yard, wrapped in that big jacket. Her breath steamed from those lips I’d so enjoyed kissing.
Right up until seconds ago, when I’d kissed her goodbye.
I shoved my hands in my overcoat pockets and leaned against the car, giving her my full attention. I didn’t rush to hold her in my arms or comfort her. I knew her well enough to understand that she wasn’t looking for that. She was making her mind known as honestly as she’d always done. I owed her enough to do the same.
“I need to find out why I was sent to kill you.” We’d talked about this last night, but that had been before we’d slept together, curled naked on the couch and watching the coals of the fire as we drifted to sleep. “You aren’t going to be safe until I get to the bottom of this. I’m doing what I promised you.”
“You promised to keep me safe. You told me he plans to ambush you. That he wants to kill you.”
“He does.”
Her expression was a mix of frustration and worry. “Then why risk it? We’re safehere.”
“If you want to get back to your life, it needs to be done.” I shook my head, struggling to explain this to her in a way she’d accept. “That bastard betrayed me, and I intend to find out why. When someone fucks with me, I fuck with them. When someone fucks with you, I’ll fuck with them twice as hard.”
“Macho bullshit isn’t going to comfort me if you end up dead.”
I found myself strangely touched by how fervently she told me off. But she was a woman. It was sexist as hell to say, but sometimes there were big differences between the sexes. Her opinion of me mattered—especially after last night. But I needed to be able to live with myself when Sofia and I eventually went our separate ways. Because what we’d shared last night wouldn’t last.
I was certain she knew it too. She had a bright future ahead of her as a doctor. She wanted to help people. Make the world better. I killed people for money. My way of making the world better was making money by clipping worse assholes than me.
But I didn’t say any of that. It would only upset her. I didn’t want to ruin what little time we still might have together.
Assuming I came back alive, of course. When a guy like me brought a gun with him somewhere, it meant there was a risk of not coming back.
