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Leon puts his hand on my throat, it startles me at first, but he doesn't apply any pressure. He's simply holding my throat while his thumb strokes my pulse point. "You've known you could run for a week and haven't. The keys to my SUV are in the kitchen. What's stopped you?" Heasksme. I gulp, shifting in his lap until I can stare at him. "I don't want to go. I just want to be free." I answer.

Chapter 46

Leon's POV

Maeve doesn't want to leave me. She actually wants to stay and have a life with me. I can't fucking believe it. I pull her face into mine, kissing her the moment she's close enough to reach those luscious lips. My girl shifts, straddling me and fuck I love that she's so willing now.

I honestly thought it would take longer than a month for her to trust me, especially after I made her sick and didn't even buy her fucking period products. But she does. She trusts me and she loves me. I grip onto my girl's ass, scooting toward the edge of the couch until I can stand up. She wraps her legs around my waist and lets me carry her into our bedroom. Fuck, my cock is painfully hard.

I need her. Now.

I toss her onto the mattress, grinning like a damn fool when I see she's already peeling her clothes off. I'm so obsessed with the sight of my girl. She has long, tan legs, smooth skin, a tight round ass, and these gorgeous little nipples on her small breasts. Fuck, I'm in heaven. As sexy as she is, she's also beautiful. Gorgeous smile, a beautiful dimple but only on the left side, perfect light brown eyes, and the most beautiful soul I've ever seen a human have.

I strip my clothes as quickly as humanly possible, tossing them in the chair in the corner of the room. "I love you, Maeve." I say to her while I grab onto her ankles and pull her toward the edge of the bed. She squeals in surprise at me sliding her across our bed, but looks up at me with so much heat in her gaze that it almost drops me to my fucking knees. "I love you." She says back to me. I don't think I'm ever going to tire of her saying that to me. If she asked me to, I'd burn this fucking world down and display the ashes at her feet right now.

I brace myself on one hand, putting it on the bed next to her side. The other hand, I slip between her legs, rubbing that gorgeous pussy of hers until she's wet enough to slip a finger in. I'm so obsessed with how tight and warm she feels, her walls suck me in, begging for more of me, for all of me. But I know I have to slowly work her up, I can't have sex hurt her all the time. I'm hoping soon she'll be able to take me without having to calm her down. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes and wait as long as I need to for that.

Maeve throws her head back while I slowly fuck her with a single finger. "Oh my God, Leon." She moans. My cock jumps at that and I have to tell it to slow the fuck down. "I'm here, my love." I promise her. I pull my finger out of her, carefully pushing two into her. I feel her tighten around me at that, making me ease my pace to keep her comfortable. "Please." She moans.

I grin down at my girl, leaning in until I can lightly kiss her lips. "You're going to cum all over three fingers, then I'll fuck you, okay?" I taunt, kissing her lips again. My girl lifts her hips, meeting the small thrusts of my fingers. "Please, I need more. I need you." She whines. Yep, I fucking take it back. I might have loved when she fought me, but this? My girl fucking begging me to fuck her? So much better! My girl has her thighs spread far apart, showing off her perfect cunt, and she's even pinching one of her own nipples. "Then cum all over me." I say, grinning down at her.

I slowly work a third finger into Maeve, having to distract her by sucking one of her nipples into my mouth. Yep, my girl is tight. It's okay, I just know I always have to work her up to be ready for me. I can't have her hurting for my enjoyment.

She whines a little, trying to close her thighs while I slowly thrust into her. "Cum all over me, love." I insist. I kiss up her chest, leaving a bite on her neck, and making my way up to her lips. Immediately her arms are wrapped around my shoulders, almost whimpering in my fucking ear. But I can feel how close she is, her walls are fluttering around my fingers. "Mm, that's it. Show me how beautiful you look when you cum." I say against her lips. I put a little pressure on her clit with my thumb, rubbing small circles over it until she twitches in my hold.

Fuck, my Maeve is beautiful when she cums. I admire her while she falls apart. Her mouth slightly parts while the sexiest fucking sounds come out, her eyes close, her hand clasps around mine, and her chest rises and falls rapidly while she gasps. I even see goosebumps pebble her nipples. I could absolutely watch this goddess fall apart forever.

"You think you're ready to take my cock, ma fleur?" I ask her when she's a little more calmed down from her orgasm. There's an impressive wet spot on the sheets, my hand is fucking soaked, and her cunt is glistening. It's a stunning sight to see. "Yes. Please." She moans breathlessly. Yep, I could absolutely get used to my girl begging me to fuck her.

I slide my arms up under her legs, hanging her knees over my forearms. "We're going to go nice and slow, okay?" I ask, staring down at my girl. I grip my cock in one of my hands, stroking down my length. Fuck, I need her. I line the head up with her, gliding across her wetness a few times. Every time the head rubs against her clit, she whines and lifts her hips in hopes that I'll finally push into her.

Maeve huffs, putting her hands into her hair while staring up at me. "I need you." She moans. I think my cock just got harder somehow. I slowly push the head of my cock into her, groaning at how amazing she feels. Fuck, she's already squeezing me. I slowly sink into her, pulling out a little every time I sink further so it's easier for her. She starts to struggle around the same time as always, about halfway. I grip onto her hips, keeping her legs nice and spread for me. "That's my girl. Fuck, you feel incredible." I groan, tipping my head back and closing my eyes.

It takes me far too long to get fully inside of my girl, but fuck she feels amazing when I do. I fuck her in long thrusts, savoring the feeling of every inch of me disappearing inside of her. "You should see how beautiful youlook takingmy cock, ma fleur." I moan.

My eyes are fixated on that delicious cunt of hers slowly taking every inch I have to give. I'm obsessed with watching myself pull out of her, only to see my cock glistening with her arousal. "Leon." She moans loudly. I grin at her, gripping her hips so I can make my thrusts more powerful. I pull her hips into me as I thrust into her, making it so much more intense for us both. A few times, my girl even gasps from the force and the surprise of me impaling her on all of me. "I'm here, cum all over me." I insist. No, beg. I beg this goddess to cum on my cock.

I force Maeve through far too many orgasms. I send her over the edge enough times that even touching her clit has her whimpering and trying to squirm out of my arms. I've got this girl sensitive. But I need more, I need at least one more. I need to watch her drain me of everything I have to give her. I lift her hips, giving me a new angle to fuck into her with, one I think will help her cum so much harder.

I know I'll ruin her pleasure if I play with her clit right now, so I skip that. "I'm too sensitive." My girl whines. I lean down, kissing her lips. And fuck, I love that she wraps her arms around my shoulders to keep me close. "Just one more, you can take it. You're doing such a good job." I promise her.

I kiss along her jaw and down her neck, leaving a bite on the hollow of her neck. I feel her tighten around me, her walls fluttering, and her nails digging into my shoulders. She cums with a scream, her nails digging into my back so hard that it hurts. But I love the pain. I drain every drop into my girl, almost taking me down onto the bed with her with how much energy she just sucked out of me. I have to let go of her legs and hold myself up with my forearms on each side of her head to keep me from crushing her.

Just like the last several times, I don't pull out immediately. I'm not going to make her cum again, I don't want to overwhelm her. But I do keep her hips tilted. I lift her hips, slowly pulling out of her until I can crawl up on the bed, on my knees in front of her. I pull her juicy ass up onto my thighs, keeping her at an angle that won't let her lose a drop of me.

I rub my hands down her ribs, calming her down while also admiring how gorgeous she looks freshly fucked. "One of these days, I want to see these perfect nipples pierced. Do you like how that sounds?" I ask, smiling down at her. She doesn't answer right away, but I don't miss the way her nipples harden and her breath picks up. "You'd pierce them?" She finally asks.

I love that my girl seems excited at that thought. "No, ma fleur, I wouldn't want to mess it up. But I could fuck you while a professional pierces you." I suggest instead. I see her reaction to that one, her perfect little pussy clamps down around nothing. Fuck, I should've stuck my cock back in her when I climbed up on the bed. "Do you like how that sounds?" I tease, grinning when she blushes.

Chapter 47

Maeve's POV

What am I doing here? I've never even gotten my ears pierced, yet here we are at a tattoo shop to get my nipples pierced. The idea sounded good when I was still in a bliss filled daze from sex last week, but now it sounds terrifying. Can I back out? Will that make me look like a chicken?

Okay… I am a chicken. But I don't want Leon to think less of me. But I think he can already tell how nervous I am, he's kept his hand in mine since we got out of his car. He's kept our hands linked the entire time we've waited in the lobby for our appointment time. “You doing okay, ma fleur?” He asks me quietly, leaning into me so the other people don’t hear us. Honestly, I’m surprised that he trusted me in public. I’m even more surprised that he removed my collar after I told him about the fence being off last week.

I don’t know what I expected out of that confession, but I kind of assumed he was going to turn the fence back on and accuse me of trying to run from him. Not that he’d carry me to bed and actually make love to me until I felt so sated and overstimulated that I quite literally cried when it was over. But here we are. “I’m nervous.” I admit just as quietly.