Filed To Story: Spit or Swallow: Kiss Of The Basilisk
Tem could sense Leo’s anticipation; she could feel the way his body was drawn to hers. She was drawn to him too. There was no denying it, no pretending that what they had wasn’t real. This game of theirs had gone on long enough. Tem had revealed her cards, and Leo had too. There was no reason to resist anymore. She was done fighting the inevitable.
His lips were on hers before the door slammed shut.
There was perfect, complete rhythm to their movement; both of them touched the other as if they had always known this was the way it was supposed to be, as if they were destined to do this since the moment they met. She pulled off her dress.
“Tem,” Leo said. “Get in my bed.”
Tem got in his bed. She lay on her back.
“Fuck,” Leo breathed.
Tem decided to take her time. She brushed her hands slowly down her body, caressing her breasts before letting her fingers dip between her legs. Leo undressed as he watched, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling down his trousers. When he was finally naked before her, Tem whispered, “Touch me, Leo.”
He stepped forward. His fingers found her wetness, and she moaned in deep fulfillment.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re so wet, Tem.”
Her hand joined his, pulling him even deeper. “Just for you,” Tem whispered. She knew he needed to hear it. And she wanted to give him what he needed.
Leo bent down to kiss her inner thigh. “How could you keep this cunt from me for so long?”
“You had to earn it.”
“And now that I have?”
“It’s yours.”
Leo pulled away.
Tem looked up at him as he looked down at her, both of them comprehending the significance of the moment. “Leo,” she whispered.
He smiled. “I know, Tem.”
Then he lowered his head.
He licked her, his tongue softer than silk, pressing against the most sensitive part of her as if he knew exactly what it would do to her-as if he knew exactly how much it would make her need him.
“Leo, please,” she whispered.
“Please what, Tem?” he murmured against her clitoris.
“Fuck me.”
“Not yet.”
Now Leo was the one resisting her, taking his time now that he finally had her in his bed. His hands gripped her thighs, holding them apart. Tem arched her hips, meeting his mouth as his tongue delved even deeper.
It was nothing like when he’d tasted her in the maze. That time had been aggressive and militant-almost like a punishment. This time was slow and sensual and intimate, and Tem felt connected to Leo in a way she never had before. He was cherishing her, adoring her with his tongue, kissing the center of her like it was the most precious thing he’d ever tasted.
“Leo,” she cried as his fingers joined his tongue.
His response was wordless, yet Tem understood what he was telling her with every stroke; she heard his message in every moment that he lost himself inside her. He loved her.
Tem was approaching the edge. It was inevitable; she couldn’t resist if she tried.
She threaded her fingers into his hair, holding his head between her legs. She felt no shame. This was everything they were always meant to do; this was the way they were meant to be.
“Fuck,” Tem moaned. Leo’s favorite word.
It was the easiest thing in the world to come against his tongue.
Leo swallowed every last drop of her. There was no limit to his allegiance, no threshold he wasn’t willing to cross. Tem arched her hips, rewarding him for his devotion, letting him know without a shadow of a doubt that he had earned access to any part of her he craved.
When Leo raised his head, he smiled. “Do you want my cock, Tem?”
She nodded.
“Say it.” His fingers slid in and out of her, teasing her beyond what she could take. “Say you want my cock.”
Tem would obey. Just this once. “I want your cock, Leo.”
“When?”
“Now.”
“Where?”
Her fingers joined his. “Here.”
Leo kissed her thigh again, forcing her to wait for him, forcing her to be patient.
But patience had never been her strong suit.
“Leo,” Tem insisted. “Now.”
He chuckled softly. “So fucking needy.”
That wouldn’t do at all.
Tem moved her hands to her breasts, squeezing them while he watched.
“Tem.” His voice was a broken murmur.
“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Right now.”
Leo stared at her, enraptured.
She arched her back. “Now, Leo.”
That was all it took.
The moment Leo centered himself between her thighs, Tem’s mind ceased to function. There was no logic or reasoning. There was only want and need.
Tem moaned as Leo’s cock touched her center. He paused, his eyes flicking to hers, silently seeking permission one last time.
She grabbed the back of his neck, angled her hips, and pulled him all the way in.
Tem had handled his cock before, so she knew it was big. But it was something else entirely to feel Leo enter her-to take him the same way she’d taken Caspen. It was incredible to watch Leo’s face as he slid inside her. If his expression was any indication, he felt what Tem felt: pure bliss.
He kissed her neck. Then her lips. “Tem,” he whispered against them.
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.