him.
He splays his hand against my back and presses me against the bed. I hear the condom wrapper before Leo nudges my feet further apart with his. He thrusts into me in one quick motion, and I yell into the comforter. He fills me so completely, taking me intense and harsh. He grips my hips, almost bruising me as he pulls me back against him, my body meeting each of his thrusts with force. Harder and faster. I whimper into the mattress, the soft material catching my cries. It’s so unlike anything we’ve done before. There are no words of love, just immediate need, and I find it … hot.
Each time he pounds into me, I feel as if I were going to rip open but I want more. My orgasm hits, fierce and quick. My body shakes with satisfied tremors, and Leo bellows his release.
“Oh, baby.” Leo twists my body to face him and kisses me. His tongue swirls with mine, and he pulls my lip between his teeth.
He removes the condom and tosses it in the trash without taking his mouth from mine. “I love you, Alma. I need you so much, baby. I love you. I need you.” His words of adoration break my heart.
“I love you, Leo. I’m here.” I run my fingers through his hair, pulling his face closer to mine.
“Promise me,” he begs. “Promise me, Alma.”
“I promise, Leo. I promise,” I swear against his lips. I have no idea what I’m promising, but whatever he needs, I’ll give it to him willingly.
He reaches over to the bedside table and grabs another condom foil. Ripping it open, he quickly puts it on and enters me again. This time, he makes love to me, his tongue in my mouth mirroring the movements below. I squeeze his ass, urging him deeper inside of me. He feels so good. I’m glad that Leo was my first, and I pray that he’s my only. There’s never been two people who fit this well together. He is everything to me. I don’t have all of the pieces to the puzzle, but it doesn’t matter. What I have—what Leo’s given me—is enough. The parts that he wants to keep hidden from me are his, and if he doesn’t want to share them, that’s okay. He’s enough, just as he is.
We come undone together, and he falls atop me, his body slick with sweat. I trace light circles across his back as our breathing slows.
Rolling off of me, he discards the condom and grabs another.
“Are you serious?” I say in disbelief.
He sits back against the headboard. “Come here.” He motions.
I crawl toward him and straddle his lap before sinking onto him.
“Yeah,” he breathes. “Faster, baby.”
I ride Leo until my thighs burn. His face is a contortion of pleasure and peace, and the sight makes me bounce faster. If this is how Leo releases the pain, then I’m all in. This, I can do.
He buries his face into my chest as he growls and thrusts his hips into me, releasing into the condom.
“Fuck,” he moans. “I could fuck you all day, baby.”
“I see that,” I say, humor in my voice as I roll off of him.
“You didn’t come that time. Let me make it up to you.” He rolls atop me, pressing me back into the bed as he kisses down my body.
“Leo, I’m fine. You don’t have—” My protests are silenced when he starts to lick my most sensitive area.
When I’m beyond sated and my limbs feel like jelly, Leo kisses back up my sensitized skin. “Let’s take a shower,” he says.
“Okay.” I grin lazily, running my fingers through his damp hair.
Before walking to the bathroom, he grabs another condom packet. “You really need to get on birth control,” he says with a smirk.
“Shower sex? Seriously?”
“It’s my new Christmas tradition. Getting lost in you.”
Leo leaves the bathroom first as I wrap a towel around my wet hair. Looking up to the fogged bathroom mirror, I see he’s written I love you on the reflective surface.
The sentiment is adorable, but the clean freak in me cringes. “You know the oils on your fingers will stay on the mirror in a smudge until you clean it off.”
“So? Then, I’ll be reminded of you every time I look in the mirror. Or at least, until the cleaner comes.” He chuckles.
I secure the towel around my chest and brush my teeth. Once finished, I pull a brush through my hair. All the sex has made me