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This time, though, I try to have some of my own agency as I watch Leo's face closely as I drop my shirt to the floor near my feet. My hands shake as I reach behind me, take off my bra, and let that drop too. His room is a little on the cold side, and my nipples are already hard.
"Olivia..." Leo's voice is hoarse.
I reach for the button of my jeans and slide them down my legs, stepping out of them. Underneath, I am wearing a pair of lacy black panties that Derrick had bought me for Valentine's Day but I never let him see.
My heart is pounding as I stand there, fully exposed and vulnerable. He doesn't move, but his watchful gaze tells me he sees every bit of me. His eyes linger on my body for several moments before they finally meet mine again.
The intensity in his gaze strips away all my fears and doubts. For the first time since meeting Leo, I feel free—free to be exactly who I am without judgment or fear of what comes next.
At this moment, despite all the darkness surrounding us both, we share something precious—a connection rooted in gratitude and gratitude alone.
I hold my breath as I walk over to stand directly in front of him.
He leans back, and his eyes travel up and down my body hungrily, setting off a swirl of emotions inside me—desire, fear, anticipation.
I feel strangely exposed but also strangely safe in Leo's presence. I swear that all of my vulnerability and strength are on display.
We stand there for what feels like an eternity before he finally speaks again.
"Is this how you wish to show my gratitude?"
I nod.
The atmosphere in the room changes suddenly as Leo steps closer to me. He stands directly in front of me and reaches for my hands, taking them both into his own larger ones. His skin is warm against mine and I feel an electric current run through me at his touch. His dark eyes meet mine, and he draws closer until our faces are only inches apart. My heart pounds in my chest as I look up into his face.
Dark, penetrating eyes seem to hold a wealth of secrets, and his sharp features convey both wisdom and a hint of weariness. His salt-and-pepper hair adds an air of distinction, and the subtle scars etched on his face speak of battles fought and won.
"Let me show you how grateful I am," I whisper.
twelve
Slowly, I kneel in front of him and unzip his pants. I gasp as my eyes take in the sight of his already hard cock. He's so much longer and larger and thicker than Derrick had been.
Without further hesitation, I take him into my mouth eagerly, wanting to please him and bring him pleasure.
I caress the length of his shaft with my tongue as I suck gently on the tip. His breathing is becoming ragged as he clutches at my hair, barely able to contain himself.
I move my hands up his body, feeling the strength that lies beneath his skin—the strength that has kept him alive despite all the violence he's faced throughout his life—and I am suddenly awed by this man standing before me.
He groans in pleasure as I increase the intensity of my movements on him, and soon he is gripping tightly onto either side of my head as he thrusts into my mouth.
His hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer to him, the lengths of our bodies pressed together. He lets out a deep moan of appreciation as I swirl my tongue around the tip of his shaft and explore every inch of it with growing intensity.
I can feel his pleasure rising, and I am filled with an overwhelming sense of power as I bring him closer to the edge. I want him to come in my mouth. I want to swallow his cum. What better way can I show him how much I appreciate him? And maybe this will ensure he doesn't become mad over my leaving with Vinnie earlier.
I suck harder and harder, grabbing his ass, trying to take even more of him into my mouth.
Without warning, he pulls back, his cock no longer in my mouth.
Afraid I did something wrong or that I offended him, I start to stand, my heart beating wildly.
Before either of us can say anything, he yanks on my arm and drags me to his bedroom. The bed is covered in soft blankets and pillows, making it look inviting despite its simplicity. I shiver as Leo throws me onto the bed so hard that I bounce.
His face is dark and serious, his eyes filled with a fiery passion as he rips off his clothes and climbs onto the bed. I watch, mesmerized, as he takes out a condom and slips it on.
Leo draws me into his arms. "Pleasure me how you see fit," he commands me, his voice raspy.
I nod, but I hesitate. I've never had to make the first move before, not like this.
