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“Dear lord, your mouth is magic.” Jazz dropped her head back, giving him more room to work around her neck.
The contact wasn’t nearly enough.
Leo stopped exploring the soft skin for as long as it took to pull her T-shirt up and over her head. He needed her naked. “Wait until you feel it on your pussy—”
“Oh God,” she whimpered, reaching for him the moment her shirt was tossed away. “You’re a dirty talker too?”
“If that means I’m going to tell you all the dirty things I want to do to you,” he rasped, his eyes and hands roaming the newly exposed skin, “then yes.”
“Fuck,” she breathed, rubbing up against him.
He groaned, his hands squeezing her abundant curves. “Jesus, you’re fucking hot.”
She thrust her chest out as he nuzzled the valley between her lace encased tits.
Leo breathed in the scent of her skin. “I can’t wait to see what replaced the flamingos.”
Jazz giggled at him, tugging at his hair to pull him away. When he looked into her eyes, they were twinkling back at him in amusement.
She shook a finger at him. “You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Never,” he admitted with a grin, his busy hands sliding down to the waistband of her shorts.
He froze when Jazz jiggled her breasts, cupping the globes in her hands and teasing him as she bounced them up and down.
“Don’t you want to finish unwrapping the top?” she asked, tempting him back up to handle disposing of her bra.
The strap was thick, but the extra hooks weren’t going to keep him from the treasure he was seeking. Without issue, he released the fabric one handed and tugged the cups away.
“Holy fuck,” Leo whispered in awe, tracing the gems that surrounded her hardened nipples with his fingers. “You have piercings?”
“Yeah, it was something I always wanted to do, but I was too much of a pussy to pull the trigger until Winter made it part of a dare.” Jazz reached up and fingered the jewels on each breast. “It didn’t hurt as bad as I expected, and I love the way they look. They make me feel sexy.”
“Youaresexy, Jazz.” Leaning down, Leo kept his eyes focused on hers as he licked at each of the rings. He continued to tell her how gorgeous she was between scattered nibbles across her breasts. “You’re so fucking sexy I could come just looking at you. Any more surprises?”
“No more piercings.” She thrust her chest out, moving until her nipple was brushing his lips. “Please.”
Leo sucked the hard nub into his mouth, his teeth playing gently with the jewelry. Jazz’s hands moved to the back of his head. He allowed her to show him exactly what she wanted. Her hands steered him from one breast to the other, little moans of pleasure spilling from her lips as he suckled and flicked.
When her hands began grappling with the fabric of his shirt, he knew it was time to move on from the heavenly chest in front of him. He leaned back and pulled his shirt up and over his head, his eyes riveted to the topless woman in front of him.
Jazz didn’t waste any time before touching him, her hands immediately seeking his newly bared torso. Running her fingers over the inked decorations on his chest, she didn’t rush. She played. Her hands drifted back and forth, ruffling the hair on his chest before following the happy trail down to the zipper of his jeans. Her fingers teased the edge of the denim before moving back up to his pecs.
“Your chest is a thing of wet dreams,” she hissed as she raked her nails over the exposed skin.
“I could say the same.” Leo cupped her breasts in his palms, squeezing the soft flesh while she explored his body.
“I want you so bad,” she whimpered, pushing against him.
“We need to finish getting naked first,” he growled, grinding his pelvis against her, his erection a hard bar underneath the denim.
“Yes, please.” Jazz reached for the button and zipper on his jeans as he mimicked her actions. The sound of zippers sliding down were accompanied by their heavy breathing.
Leo grunted when her wicked hand found the front of his boxers, outlining the shape of his erection tenting the cotton.
“Fuck,” he groaned. He pushed her tempting hand away and kicked away the jeans around his ankles. He needed to take control before things got out of hand.Or before he came in hers.
With of a wiggle of her hips, Jazz’s shorts dropped and she nudged them aside.
