by Penny Wylder
My pussy is soaked, his fingers slipping inside me with ease. He doesn’t answer my question and I can’t push him for one because all I can think about is the light behind my eyes and the pleasure rising from his fingers.
Slow, even thrusts, curving upward until everything turns sharp and clear. “Oh my God.” I writhe, and he presses my one wrist harder into the bed.
“Don’t move.”
The pleasure is too much. “I can’t,” I say, hips jerking up into his fingers, seeking more. Needing more. God, yes.
Leo’s lips are at my ear. “Don’t you fucking move, Diana.”
“It’s not possible.” I’m not even trying to move, it’s just happening. My brain is no longer in control of my body. I’m turned into a pleasure-seeking missile, and the target is his fingers.
“It is. Trust me.”
I close my eyes and bite my lip, focusing on locking down my muscles, and everything ratchets up. Without the movement there’s nowhere for the pleasure to go but into me and I’m suddenly on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Leo.”
“Do it.”
My orgasm shatters through me and I fall off that cliff into a warm sea of nothing but ecstasy. He doesn’t let me go, hand fucking me furiously through the orgasm until I’m shaking and both my thighs and the sheets beneath me are wet.
He pulls his sweats off and tosses them aside, and I wiggle out of his t-shirt because I can’t go another fucking minute without his skin on mine. As soon as he’s naked, I pull him to me, wrapping myself around him again.
Leo is wrapped around me too, hands in my hair, pulling my head back so he can kiss my throat. And something about the feeling of his lips on my pulse makes me shiver. “Diana,” he breathes. Nothing else is said out loud. Not yet. But he takes his time with me, stroking his hands over every part of my body. It’s an exercise in arousal. And when his hands reach my ass, I know the question he’s asking.
I’ve never done that. With anyone. And if I give it to him he’ll always be with me. The rational part of me tells me to run. That I shouldn’t be diving in this deep for something that isn’t real. But then again, I can’t exactly pretend that it isn’t real anymore.
The brave part of me craves this—wants him to have a piece of me that no one else does. That wants to throw myself in with wild abandon. And she’s in control right now. “Yes.”
Leo’s mouth crashes down on mine, stealing all that’s left of my breath. And then he reaches over onto the nightstand for a bottle of lube I know wasn’t there before.
“Did you buy that when you bought the ring?”
He grins in the dim room. “Maybe.”
I wiggle my hips underneath him. “You were so sure that I was going to say yes?”
“I hoped you would. Even if it wasn’t today.”
There’s a stupid smile on my face. “You really love my ass.”
“I love every part of your body,” he says, seriously enough to make my stomach swoop. “But your ass is a goddamn work of art.”
He spreads the lube over me and suddenly I’m nervous. But the way he’s looking at me—all fire and hunger and need—tells me all that I need to know.
Leo moves slowly, deliberately looking at me as he lifts one leg and kisses the inside of my ankle, working all the way up my leg with his lips until my knee is pressed to my chest. Then the other one. Each press of his lips leaves goosebumps.
I’m completely open to him, and now I’m shaking for a different reason. How is this so vulnerable? It can’t because he put a ring on my finger, can it?
Leo dives down, burying his face between my legs without a thought, and his tongue chases every thought and worry out of my head. “Though I have to say,” he smirks up at me, “your pussy gives your ass a run for its money.”
Blood rushes to my face, and he laughs before he licks me. Fast and then slow, never taking his eyes off mine. It’s easily the hottest thing that I’ve ever seen, tattooed arms spreading me wide, cock hard and waiting, and his tongue circling my clit.
“Fucking hell.” The words slip out of me, and Leo hums in response. God, those vibrations are good, the deep richness of his voice spreading through me in entirely new ways.
He doesn’t take me all the way. My orgasm is just spinning up when Leo takes his mouth away, and I cry out in protest. “Nooooo,” I beg. “Don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry,” he says. “When I’m done with you, you’ll be screaming.”
“I can’t do that,” I gasp. “If your parents hear me again, I’ll never live it down.”
Leo presses the tip of his cock against my ass. “Do me a favor,” he says, leaning over me, face close, cock poised and ready, “don’t talk about my parents when I’m about to fuck your ass.”
Laughter bubbles up and out of me, and immediately it turns into a low moan when he pushes in. “Fuck.”
Slow, steady pressure. I haul in breath after breath, trying to keep myself relaxed. He sinks past the resistance and we both freeze. He’s barely in me, and I already feel fuller than I’ve ever felt in my life.
“You feel so fucking good,” Leo says, voice raw.
He pushes in more. My eyes flutter closed, and I lean into the sensation. I didn’t expect it to feel like this. It feels…good. Places that have never been touched are being touched, and every other part of my body feels sensitive.
I pull Leo’s face to mine and kiss him. I kiss him like I need him to breathe—with everything I’ve got—and he’s still pushing in. It’s endless, and I don’t want it to end. Pleasure is building deep inside, and my clit is so sensitive that I think that a soft breeze would make me fall apart.
One final push, and I feel his hips flush against my ass. Leo groans. “How do you feel?”
All I can do is shake my head. I’m too full to feel. Too full to speak. Too full to breathe.
Above me his face is nothing but lust. Wild and feral. “My entire cock is in your ass,” he whispers and shoves his hips forward for emphasis. “I told you it would be mine.”
An unintelligible sound comes out of my throat. He’s reduced me to nothing but pure thought, and that’s fine with me. I just want more.
Leo takes a nipple in each of his hands, pinching and pulling, sending sparks through me. Everything makes it better.
“You have ten more seconds,” he says, leaning down, “to get used me. Then I’m going to fuck this gorgeous ass of yours. Understand?”
The command in his tone makes me wetter. I nod.
One thumb sweeps over my clit, and my whole body spasms is pleasure. Leo grins. “So sensitive. I think you like having my cock buried in your ass.”
The crude language just makes me focus on the fact that he is. So deep. Oh my God. I could come right now.
“Times up,” he says, grabbing my wrists again. They’re pinned above my head with one hand, and Leo fucks me. Rolling movements of his hips that have him working in and out of me.
It’s so strange and so good and all I can think about is him. This moment will always be just the two of us. And then I can’t think at all. Pleasure explodes, like lava flowing up and through. I’m painted with light that’s breaking through to the outside of me, and everything is so much more.
I think that I’m saying something, anything. His name. He’s driving himself into me, over and over, and every thrust brings new waves of light.
Pulling out of me fully, he covers my pussy with his mouth again, groaning as he does. “I love the way you taste.”
I come again, or maybe I never stopped in the first place. My body and brain are made of fireworks. All I can do is feel.
Leo turns me over and eases back in. In this position it feels deeper, if that’s possible. Mouth and hands, lips and teeth on my spine. His groan in my ear as he drives himself towards a climax that will change both of us.
His clever fingers slip down my skin, and then I’m being fucked by both cock and fingers. “Oh fuck, please.”
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p; “Tell me what you want,” he growls, as if I’m capable of speech.
“Don’t stop.” It’s all I have, bliss pouring down over me.
Leo hauls me up onto my knees, my back into his chest, and I’m frozen. One hand over my throat, and fingers in my pussy. Cock in my ass, I’m owned by him in this moment. Please don’t stop.
He drives his cock upward. Deeper. Rolls my clit between his fingers. That’s all I need.
I don’t think the sound that comes from me is human. I’m not anymore. I’m a creature of pure need held up by his cock and his hand on my throat. Leo shouts, and his orgasm hits, filling me with heat in a way I’ve never felt before.
The moment lasts forever, frozen for both of us before it feels like I take my first breath in a new universe. There’s no going back after that. We are something to each other, and we can’t ignore it. And it can’t just be me.
Leo lowers me to the bed gently, pulling out and cleaning himself up. I don’t move, and he cleans me up too, hands reverent as he tucks me against his side. “You okay in there?”
I nod, still staring at the ceiling. “You never answered my question.”
“Which question?” He draws his nose along the line of my jaw.
“Why did that feel different?”
He reaches down and grabs my hand, lifting it so the ring is visible. “This.”
“But it’s not real.” My words sound hollow, even to me.
Leo smooths my hair away from my face. “I think we both know that’s not true anymore.”
I stare at him, and he stares at me. The small space between us is charged with those words, waiting for a denial that doesn’t come.
Finally, he kisses me. There are no words that can describe this feeling. I’m falling for Leo. Hard.
13
Diana
The next few days are…wonderful. There’s some tension between Leo and his parents, but being with him is effortless, and I’m not pretending anymore. I don’t care that it might end, I’m living in the moment and loving every second.
And maybe after this is done, it doesn’t have to be over. Neither of us have talked about it more, but we’re certainly acting that way. Though if we’re going to continue this, I’m going to need more clothes.
During the days Leo takes his parents on hikes. I go on a couple of them, but a couple I give them privacy. I’m sure there are things that he wants to talk to them about without me.
But the hike yesterday—the private one—where Leo pulled me into the woods and fucked me against a tree currently holds the place of honor as my favorite moment in nature.
In bed, in the intimate darkness after we’ve fucked ourselves silly, we whisper until we fall asleep tangled together. And in the days when we’re apart, Leo smiles at me every chance he gets. And I can’t wipe my own off my face.
This is what it’s like to fall in love. I know that because it’s never happened to me before, and this feeling is everything.
And that’s why I’m more nervous than ever when Helen takes me out for the lunch that we planned. It’s an upscale place, and the prices on the menu are higher than anything I can afford, but Helen waves it away before I even have a chance to say anything. “I’m taking you to lunch. Don’t even think about asking to pay for anything.”
I smile at her. “How did you know that I was going to?”
“A hunch. You’re that kind of person, Diana. And I don’t mean that in a bad way. You’re generous.”
“That’s kind of you.”
Nerves flutter in my gut. This feels more serious than when I originally planned it, because now I’m not pretending and I want her to like me. I hope that she’ll like me enough that she won’t be angry when she finds out that it’s a lie. Because they’re going to find out.
How can they not? If Leo and I stay together, they’re going to know eventually.
We order off the menu, and the conversation is light until the food actually arrives. That’s when Helen pins me with a stare. “So, what do you love about my son?”
I blush because the first thing that comes to mind is not something you discuss with a mother. I doubt that Helen wants me to say that his ability to make me come sends me into oblivion. But I don’t have to struggle for words, because now that I know I’m falling for him, there are so many things.
“I love how passionate he is. He loves Blue Mountain, and he’ll do anything possible to make it successful. He’s also an incredibly kind person. He goes out of his way to do things for people, and there hasn’t been a moment since I’ve met him that I haven’t felt taken care of.” Every word that I’m saying is true. More than she knows. I shrug. “We fit. Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be? It feels effortless, being with him. I want to be around him all the time.”
Then I laugh. “Also, I’m sure you’ve guessed that I find your son deeply attractive.”
Helen smirks. “Yes, our arrival made that very clear.”
“I’m sorry about that,” I say, blushing.
“Why would you apologize? You’re in love.”
I take a bite of the pasta that I ordered. “Just not exactly the way I pictured making my entrance.”
Helen sighs. “For a long time, Leo’s father and I have been worried about him. He always seemed so isolated, and moving to a place in the middle of the woods wasn’t going to help that. But it seems like all our worry wasn’t for anything.”
Nerves shiver in my gut. And guilt. They seem like good people, even if they can be harsh. All parents can be harsh.
She reaches across the table. “I’m so glad that he found you, and I just want to welcome you to the family.”
Unexpected tears fill my eyes. I’m not sure if it’s my guilt or the fact that I want that to be true. I want to be a part of the family.
Helen is gracious enough not to acknowledge my tears as I wipe them away, and the rest of our lunch is perfect. Leo is probably pacing like a caged animal wondering how it went. Before I left, he seemed nervous. I can’t wait to tell him that it’s fine. Better than fine. Amazing.
“Leo mentioned being in the office today,” I say to Helen as we pull into Blue Mountain. As soon as I get out of the car, I hear yelling. What the hell?
Helen and I glance at each other and rush up the porch steps together. The door is already open, and we walk into chaos.
Leo is facing off against his friends, his back to us, and he’s the one who’s yelling.
“This isn’t at all what I planned, believe me. I’ve been out of my mind all week trying to make this work, and it will happen. I didn’t ask for my family to fuck everything up, and I didn’t want to have to fake a fucking relationship just to get my parents off my back.
“They go home tomorrow. One more day and we’ll have the money. And after that I’ll find a way to get it so that we don’t have to go through this shit again.” His voice drops to a more manageable level. “Just twenty-four hours, and I’m free of everything and everyone. And we can go back to business as usual.”
Beside me, Helen has gone completely still, and I don’t know what to do with myself. Leo’s friends are looking at the two of us, and that’s what makes him turn. The look on his face is terrible, because he realizes what just happened—what he’s done.
But as terrible as it is, it’s nothing compared to the pain that’s cracking through my chest. It shouldn’t hurt like this, because I knew that it wasn’t real. But the ground is falling out from underneath me, and everything in the world hurts.
A weight sits on my chest and I can’t breathe. I never knew that this could cause a pain so tangible. My body aches and screams, even though everything around me is silent. It feels false, this silence.
I can’t be here. He won’t see me fall apart.
Turning, I look at Helen, my face flushed with shame. I can’t decipher the look on her face. But I can’t just leave her with that. “Everything that I told you was true,” I say quietly. “I’m so sorry.”
And
then I’m walking out of the lodge in a daze and back toward Leo’s cabin. There’s a fog around me. If a train came hurtling past, I don’t think that I would notice. There’s only what’s directly in front of me.
There’s not much to pack. Only the small suitcase that I brought with me for Emily’s bachelorette. And the amount of time that I’ve spent naked made that easy to manage. It’s only minutes for Leo’s cabin to be like I never existed in the first place.
The last thing I do is pull the ring off my finger and place on the counter. I already miss the feeling of it there. The reminder that we were a we.
I can’t blame anyone but myself for this. I knew I was too deep, and I ignored it because it felt too good and too real. It was part of the deal. And now it’s over.
Somehow I make it to my car, though I don’t remember walking there. And it’s not until Blue Mountain isn’t even in my rear-view mirror anymore that I start to cry.
14
Leo
Fuck.
My mother and Diana standing in the door is like a vision from my nightmares after what I just said. My stomach plummets through the floor, and it sinks even deeper when Diana turns away. She says something to my mother and then she’s gone. I blink for one eternal moment before I’m running after her.
My mother stops me with a hand on my chest. “No.”
“I need to talk to her.”
The fury in my mother’s eyes knocks me back a step. “No, I think you’ve said quite enough for Diana. You’re going to let her go, and we’re going to talk.”
“That can wait.”
“Now, Leo.” She marches out of the lodge and toward the cabin she’s staying in, and I glance back at my friends. Even though we were fighting five minutes ago, they’re still my best friends, and there’s sympathy on their faces. But there’s nothing they can do.
I follow my mother in body if not in mind. My brain is across the property at my house where Diana probably went. I have to fix it. I have to. I don’t know how much she heard, but even if it was only the last line, I don’t blame her for being hurt. Free of everyone and everything…I’m a fucking idiot.
