Bared Souls - Ellie Wade Page 0,51

says.

“Yeah,” I shake my head with a grin. “They’re usually not that serious. Now, I want to know what yours says.”

Leo snaps his fortune cookie in half and pulls out the paper. “To truly find yourself you should play hide and seek alone.”

I chuckle. “I don’t know if that one is supposed to be meaningful or silly.”

“Not sure. Maybe both,” Leo shrugs. “Let’s trade. I want you burned into my soul.”

“No way,” I hold the paper against my chest. “I’m keeping this one.”

“You keep your fortunes?”

“The ones that I like. I put them in my journal or on my vision board. This one may get framed,” my lip tilts up into a smile.

“Oh, yeah?” Leo’s beautiful blue eyes sparkle with happiness.

I lean toward Leo and place my lips against his. “Yeah, I think so.”

Today was a perfect day. There were no roommates or parties, homework or classes … just Leo and me. My world is the best when it’s just the two of us and no outside distractions.

Leo’s in bed, scrolling through his phone, when I enter the bedroom after brushing my teeth.

He smiles and sets his phone on the nightstand. “Ready?”

“Yes.” I turn off the light and climb into bed, wearing one of Leo’s shirts and my panties.

Leo, clad in just his boxers, wraps his arm around me, and I nuzzle up against him.

“Thanks for a great day,” I say. “I think this has been my favorite Thanksgiving of all time.”

“Same,” he says and kisses my temple.

His warm skin under my palms, the smell of his body wash—clean and woodsy—and the sheer perfect nature of the day have me wanting every part of Leo. Who knew I’d fall so hard for the rude guy I ran into at that Italian restaurant on my first day here? It’s unnerving, just how much I feel for him.

Sitting up slightly, I swing my leg over his abdomen until I’m straddling his middle. I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head.

“Well, isn’t that an incredible sight?” His tongue wets his lips, and his gaze darkens as he takes me in.

Raising his hands, he cups my breasts and tugs on my nipples. A zing of pleasure shoots down my body, and I hum, rocking my hips against him.

“Oh, baby. You want to play?”

I nod slowly and drag my fingers down his chest.

“Take off your panties and straddle my face.” His voice is hoarse.

I freeze. “What?”

“Come here. You’ll like it.”

I crawl up Leo’s body and hold my center over his lips. His warm breath brushes against my heat, and I push into him. He softly kisses me there, and my legs quiver. My hands grip the headboard to steady myself.

“Just move where it feels good,” Leo instructs from below.

My head falls back, and I groan as his greedy tongue licks me. My body tightens as his finger pushes up into me, and his tongue continues its voracious dance.

“Ah,” I gasp.

The sensations are overwhelming, and I thrust my hips, wanting more. Leo curls his finger, and he licks harder. I moan, rocking faster as a flush of fireworks explodes throughout my body.

Leo slows his tongue as I slump against the headboard when I come down from my high. I swing my leg off of him and fall on my back.

He peppers kisses up my arm and across my chest before he reaches my mouth. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing.” Lifting my arm, I thread my fingers through his hair. “I want you,” I say.

“You have me.” He kisses my lips.

“I want you … inside of me. Now.”

“You’re ready?” he asks. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I don’t want to wait anymore.” I reach my hand into his boxers and wrap my palm around him.

He removes his boxers and traces a path of kisses over my mouth, down my chest and my stomach, and against the sensitive area between my legs. I’m panting with want.

“Leo,” I moan, pulling him up.

He grabs a condom from the bedside table and slides it over his length. “I’ll go slow. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I hold his shoulders as he positions himself at my entrance.

He slides in slowly. “Are you okay?”

I nod against his chest. There’s only a slight stinging. He pushes in further.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

I nod, pulling his face to mine. I kiss him as he thrusts his hips and moves all the way inside of me. His mouth captures my cry at the sharp pain. He stays still, waiting for