Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,234

a happy grin on both our faces. I wondered if I’d ever feel so full and content again.

Chapter 13

When I woke up the next morning, it wasn’t with Leo Armstrong, the youngest studio head in Epix history. It wasn’t even Leo Armstrong, the panty dropper playboy. It was Leo Armstrong, the man who hated pop music and loved a good prosecco. The man who wanted to try new things with his studio, things that might get him laughed out of town. The man whose one kiss could send me to another planet on a wave of ecstasy. Leo Armstrong, the man laying beside me so peacefully, his lashes resting on his cheekbones, his breathing deep and even, looking like he didn’t have a care in the world instead of a billion dollar empire on his shoulders and millions of eyeballs watching his every move.

Of course, those thoughts were immediately followed by the conflicting emotions I still had around what this thing between us really was and the lies I was continuing to tell.

Leo had made it perfectly clear that our relationship wasn’t serious.

And his history with other women made it almost impossible to forget that someday soon, I would become just another notch on his belt, another woman in his long list of female conquests.

But I like him. I really do like him, I kept thinking, as if that changed anything.

I knew, in the end, how I felt about Leo didn’t make an ounce of difference about any of it.

I leaned over him and kissed his cheek, then his forehead. He took in a breath and stretched his long body even longer, the sheet, which had been carelessly draped over his perfect body, now exposed his strong chest.

Without opening his eyes, he reached for me and pulled me close, burying his face in my neck, making me squeal with delight.

“That tickles,” I said, pulling away and laughing. He growled and bit some more, moving his still-naked body on top of mine.

“You don’t know what you do to me,” he said into my neck. From the rising cock between his legs, I had a good idea. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him close, already wet and open and ready for him.

After teasing my neck, Leo leaned on one elbow and looked down at me, brushing the hair out of my face. When he whispered my name, I reached down for him, taking him in my hand and guiding him into me. He let out a soft moan, his eyes falling shut. He slowly slid in and out of me, and as much as I wanted him to pump as hard into me as he had last night, I also wanted this, wanted this gentleness to make it last longer. Every moment Leo was inside me was a moment I was in total, blissful heaven. I moved my body in tandem with his, reaching to hold his firm, tight ass in my hands, feeling the motion and matching the rhythm he made. He kissed my neck but gently, sweetly. He whispered in my ear how sexy I was, let his hand roam over my breast, all the while never stopping, always moving inside me.

He pushed my knee open, making me feel more of him. He shifted his position so that his hard, wet cock moved against my clit, bringing me so close I wanted to squeeze my eyes shut against the intense pleasure of his body inside of mine. But Leo kept his steely blue eyes on mine, watching me as he moved, as I panted and grew more heated, holding him closer and tighter. He picked up his speed but slightly, moving in just the right place until I didn’t think I could hold it off any longer.

“God, Sophie,” he said, watching me, and hearing my name on his lips sent me straight over, pleasure bursting out of me, a loud cry coming from deep in my throat as I squeezed my eyes against it all. I rocked my hips up to his, wanting every last bit. Leo groaned and dropped his head back into my neck where it fit so perfectly. After a moment, he slowly lowered my leg.

“Don’t go,” I said, grabbing his ass again as he tried to slide out of me. That was the last thing I wanted.

He chuckled into my neck. “Should we just stay here like this all day?”

“All weekend,” I said. What I wanted to say was, Forever.

“So you’re staying