"So soon?" he asked, voice smooth as velvet, though there was a hint of challenge in it. His gaze held hers, searching, testing.
She met his stare head-on. "Yes," she replied, keeping her tone light yet firm. "Since it's clear that you have nothing else to say,"
He raised an eyebrow, the smirk deepening, and for a moment it seemed as though he might try to stop her, to coax her into staying, to weave more of that spell he cast so effortlessly. But instead, he merely gave a slow, approving nod, his eyes gleaming as he took a step back.
"Alright," he said, as if conceding, though she could feel the weight of his gaze lingering on her.
Susan made to move past him, but she didn't get to take more than two steps. She should have known that Leo, being the man he was, wouldn't have let her go just like that. In an instant he had reached out to haul her into his body, his hands tight around her upper arms. Susan opened her mouth in shock, and had the split-second realization that Leo was going to kiss her just a breath before he did. She recognised in that moment that since she'd entered the room that she'd wanted this, with a wild singing in her blood. There was not even a moment of hesitation. Every cell in her body was fizzing and jumping.
Susan had kissed other men before, but certainly not like this. Not with such intensity that it felt as if she were burning up from the inside out. Somehow she was vaguely aware that Leo had rested back against something and had pulled her even closer, right into the cradle of his thighs, where she could feel the shockingly hard press of his arousal. It made wet heat explode between her legs.
His hands finally let go of her arms to snake around her back, and of their own volition Susan's hands went to the back of Leo's head, tangling in the surprisingly silky strands of his hair. The moment went on and on, suspending them in time and space. It was as if her world had gone from zero to a thousand on a sensual voltage scale that she had no control over.
Her mouth opened, instinctively seeking more, and Leo groaned deep in his throat, his tongue meshing with hers in a hot dance. She could feel Leo tugging on her hair gently, to force her head back, and she sucked in a gasp when she felt his mouth and lips trail hot kisses down her jaw and neck, finding where the pulse beat out of control and sucking there for a moment.
One hand snaked up under her top and Susan's belly clenched in delicious anticipation when she felt him find and cup her breast. She groaned when she felt his impatience, and he snaked that hand around to open her bra, releasing her heavy breast into his hand. With her eyes still shut tight, as if opening them might make the spell break, Susan let Leo guide her head back to him, and his mouth slanted hotly over hers again, tongue stabbing deep as that hand cupped and moulded her unfettered breast. Between his thumb and forefinger he caught the hard nipple and teased it, squeezing and pulling. Susan's hands tightened around his skull—and in that moment she felt the shift in energy—as if they had both woken from the sensual spell at exactly the same time.
She opened heavy-lidded eyes and looked into deep dark pools full of recrimination. She was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling, and Leo still cupped her breast intimately. He was perilously close to spinning her around and pinning her to the table. He'd throw up her skirts and have her right here and right now. The thought was tempting, but their first time was so rushed, and he thought she deserved a slow and gentle wooing. She deserved kisses and sweet words. She deserved to be told how beautiful she was and how she made him feel as though he were the only man in the world.
His pulse pounded as he removed his hand from her breasts. "What you do to me, Suzy," he whispered, each word painful through his tight throat. It was as though he'd swallowed shards of glass. His skin felt too tight. His body was too heavy. His cock was about to burst out of his trews, and his wound ached like hell fire. He had no idea what the fuck was wrong with him when it came to this woman, but all he knew was that he wanted more of her with every breath he had.
She reached up to run her fingers through his hair and let the strands twine around the tips. "What do I do to you, Leo?" she whispered. She genuinely wanted to know.
He stared at her, wanted to answer her question, but he couldn't find the words, so he captured her mouth again. Fierce and hot. Not one bit gentle. He stole her breath. Demanded it and her kiss, and she responded. His body moved urgently against hers, roughly as their legs twined and he branded her body with his. Her skirt was wrapped around her waist now, and she could feel his arousal, bold and hard, butting against the juncture of her legs.
Instinctively, she parted her thighs, and then she gasped when the length of him slid along her most intimate flesh through her lace panties. Indescribable sensations jolted through her body as he moved. His thick shaft rubbed along the tiny nub of flesh between her folds. She lifted her thighs, wanting more, but there were too many clothes in the way. He pushed himself off her and laid her down on the table.
She would have protested, but he pushed up her top and kissed his way down her body. When his tongue swirled around her navel, she promptly forgot all but his sinful mouth, and when he dragged his tongue even lower, she raised her head in alarm.
He looked up at her, his eyes glittering, reminding her of a predator about to charge his prey. She shivered at the sheer intensity in his gaze. And the promise. Slowly he lowered his head as his fingers gripped her thighs. He spread her, gently, but with enough force that she was helpless in his grasp. He curled his fingers around her panties, shifting it to one side and exposing her heated flesh to his hot gaze. He bit his lower lip as he stared at her most intimate part, his eyes darkening even more, and it was the sexiest thing Susan had ever seen. Just knowing how much she turned him on. Slowly, he moved lower and then he gently pressed a tender kiss just above the thatch of curls and her entire belly quivered in reaction.