Our Crazy Little Thing Called Love

by Liz K. Lorde

  Beyond his six-pack abs, and up on his mighty chest (something that I wanted to scale) were a potpourri of gambling, angels, demons and playing card tats. Just feasting on his awesome display of color and ink and muscle was enough to send a pleasurable cold chill through me.

  I started to reach for my pants, but by the time I got to unbuttoning them, Leonardo had moved on top of me, making me almost squeak with surprise and sexual energy.

  “No,” he growled at me, moving his face in close to mine, purposefully brushing his nose against the bridge of mine. “You will not take those off,” he darkly instructed, sending a tight pressure between my legs, and a longing desire to my nipples. “These clothes?” He continued, dark as dusk, “they’re my pleasure, all of you, every inch of you, is mine to please and be pleased by.” His hands yanked at my pants and pulled them off with an insatiable urgency.

  It scared me in a way, and I hoped that he wouldn’t notice I was still a virgin.

  He tossed away my pants with a satisfied growl, and then moved in to be back on top of me, kissing my lips. God he tasted so good, how was a man supposed to taste that delightful? It wasn’t fair. All my senses looked to him, accepted his every little movements. The way that his tongue flicked against mine, the electricity of his body mingling with mine; and yes, I admit, I couldn’t resist – I brought my hand to his ass and gave it a tight squeeze.

  Breaking away from his mouth for a moment, I ran my other hand along his face, feeling the amazing structure of his bones – the softness of his skin, and yet the erotic scruff of his five o clock shadow. I wanted to take away all of his pain, make him forget about what had happened to him – to be his light in the darkness.

  But all I could say was, in a low, searching voice, “Leo.”

  Time stopped for us, and Leo pressed a hand to my chest, keeping it over my heart – as if he were guarding it. “Tabitha.”

  Hearing him say my name like that made my skin crawl with blissful goosebumps.

  He then removed me of my shirt and bra, throwing them to the side. Our lips came together like wind and rain, there was no thinking that I had to do, for once I could just turn my mind off and let the chemistry of our attraction consume me. Leonardo brought a hand down past my midsection, between my legs, and he cupped me hard down there.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful, kitten,” he said it with such raw honesty that I wanted to hide my face in the pillows. “I could taste you all night,” Leo whispered before kissing down my jaw and neck, inching his wet lips closer and closer still to my tits. “Every part of you,” he growled through his teeth, his one hand working my pussy through my panties.

  Fuck.

  “Should be worshiped,” he finished, slipping my already hard nipple into his warm mouth. Funny, because that’s what I was thinking and feeling about him.

  “Oh shit,” I mewled, loving the way that his hand rubbed at me. I knew for a fact that my Doctor Who panties were going to get dangerously, dangerously wet. Each second that he was on my nipple was like drifting on cloud nine, the way that his perfectly deft tongue would roll against it; the way that he sucked, and sucked. He gave it such meticulous attention, and he displayed a raw hunger the likes of which I’d never fantasized.

  God I’m, I’m going to cream – no, fuck, I’m going to ruin my favorite panties.

  Leo’s hand stopped for a second, and I internally sighed with relief so that I could have a small break. He slipped his hand inside of my panties then, and heat kissed at my cheeks since I knew he’d feel how wet I was. “Don’t worry, baby,” he said with a short, cocky, amused laugh. “I know I’m that good.”

  “Shut up,” I joked, trying to keep myself composed from the throbbing in my pussy and the threatening contractions from my walls. I wriggled against his touch, moaning out some obscenity when he went for my other nipple with his mouth. His fingers slipped easily inside of my cunt, and feeling them enter me was like getting a punch to the gut.

  I jolted up on the bed with intense pleasure, loving the way that he sucked on my nipple – making it even harder. Just the way that he pulled on it with his teeth was intense, and fuck, he kept eye contact with me the whole time – I’d never even dared to dream of a man so sexy and concerned for how I was getting off. But here I was, grabbing a handful of his crotch and feeling that excited bulge. Here I was, getting finger fucked by the prince of the city.

  Christ it felt so good. My breathing picked up in pace, as did my heart – and I think that Leonardo could tell that I was already getting dangerously close, because he slowed down and kissed me for a spell.

  It only made me want him more.

  Made me want his thickness.

  When he pulled away from me and started to undo his pants, starting with his belt, I bit down on my lip and removed my soaked panties. I felt something stirring inside of me, some needful thing. Before Leonardo could strip himself of his dark red boxers, I quickly moved to my knees. There was a little bit of fear in the back of my mind, just at seeing how big his cock was against the outline of his underwear. I don’t think they were normally supposed to be that big.

  His green and lustful eyes met with mine, “What?” He asked in that sultry voice, but he already knew what I wanted. He sent a hand out to the side of my face.

  That was when I closed the small distance between us and moved my face to his crotch, keeping eye contact with him at all times. Bringing my hands up to the hem of his boxers, I peeled them off of Leo slowly; right as they reached past his knees, his perfectly sculpted cock sprang free. There were beads of clear white rolling down his hard shaft, and it had one vein in particular that I could make out.

  “You looked scared,” he pointed out, petting the side of my face.

  Yeah there was no way in hell that was going to fit inside of me. “Just a little,” I tried to play it off. After taking in the beauty of his manhood, I grabbed the root of his cock and slipped the head of it inside my mouth. Taking him in me, he tasted of salt and earth and musk… but it was strangely hot. Like, made me want to throw him down and ride him until I milk his balls kind of hot.

  Bobbing down further, I moaned against his shaft while I slid up and down on him. The ache between my legs demanded more and more of my attention, and the thought of feeling his cum in my mouth only made me realize how much of a dirty slut I truly was.

  Leo grabbed a fistful of my hair and kept a hand on my neck, “Fuck you feel so good.”

  Continuing to go down on him, I brought my hand off of his cock and instead held him by his hips, sinking down to the halfway point. When I felt myself gag, I yanked myself right off of him – leaving behinds bridges of saliva.

  Dammit I wanted to take it all in.

  “It’s okay,” he said, man I must be easy to read. “You’re an eager slut,” he whispered to me, bringing his fingers down to my sex and getting some of my juice on them. He then brought those fingers to my lips, and fed them to me. “Good,” he purred in that rough, fuck the pain out of you voice. “Yeah suck those fingers for me. Now, I want you to bend over, and keep that ass right there for me.”

  “Okay,” I told him, watching him get up from the bed and glide over to the nightstand. While he fiddled with the drawer, I brought my head down and lifted my ass high into the air. Just feeling it, the air against my pussy, was enough to fill my body with delightful anticipation. Keeping an eye on Leo, I watched him impatiently as he rolled on a green condom. I couldn’t help it, but for just a teensy second, my nerdy mind blazed in thought that it looked like a cucumber now.

  I was still certain there was no way he’d fit that in me. It didn’t matter how much I was already dripping.

  “Be honest with me,” Leo husked, positioning himself behind me – giving me the tip of his cock and teasing my entrance with it. “Have you slept with someone before?”

  I grabbed the sheets of the bed, and the embarrassment was killing me now.

  Don’t lie, don’t lie, don’t lie. “N-no.”
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br />   His hand went up past my ass, all up my back and then down again, gliding to my hip. “If you’re not ready…” Leo started, sending his hands to my breast and squeezing. He moved close to my ear, so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath. I could feel his cock twitching at the entrance of my pussy, too. “We don’t have to do this,” he whispered.

  “No,” I susurrated, “no this is good. I don’t want you to stop,” I never thought the day would come when I’d say that.

  But I was so glad that it did.

  “Good,” I heard the smile in his voice.

  Wow. When I felt that first inch of his sex penetrate me, it was like feeling the sun bathe you in its warmth for the first time. It was a feeling that I wanted more of. So, so much more of. I barely even noticed myself curse. Feeling Leonardo slip deeper and deeper inside of me, I groaned in pleasure, digging my fingernails harder into the bed.

  “Fuck,” Leo breathed, “you’re so tight, princess.”

  Oh, shit. Hearing him call me that just made something nasty in me click, and my whole body warmed to his every whim. Each thrust that he made into me was another touch of heaven. The hair on the back of my neck bristled in delight, it felt like such a silly thought to think – but – was sex really supposed to feel this good?

  Being taken… being treated like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. “Leo,” I mewled, and I called his name again and again, listening to the way that his balls smacked against my ass. His name became my mantra, and feeling him inside of me – draining him of his cum, that became my whole reason for breathing. “I think,” speaking wasn’t so easy when you had a tower of a man pumping inside of you, “I’m going to—“

  In that moment, when I clenched tightly around his cock, I was his completely. My hips rocked against him in perfect rhythm, and I squeezed with muscles I hadn’t even known were there. Each breath that I took, each beat of our hearts, they came together in a flurry of pounding, grinding, bed-shaking action. I yelled out in pleasure, wanting to throw a hand up to cover my mouth. Fuck, that was way, wayyy too loud. But it sort of made it even more hot. Shit, am I an exhibitionist? Was that really getting me off?

  My toes curled up tight then, as blissful fire licked at the soles of my feet. The world around me seemed to melt away, and my head lit up with this intense euphoria.

  “Yeah,” I heard Leo grunt, pounding into me like he was sixteen again and out on spring break, “come for me. Be my good girl and come all over this fucking cock.” The way he snarled it out was more of a command, but it was one that I was delight to oblige. He was fucking me like we’d been lovers in a past life, hitting every right spot as he frantically used my drenched pussy.

  Leo bucked into me hard one last time and I heard him make a strangled cry of a noise, his thick cock hitting back as far as it was able. “Fuck!” He cried, squeezing the cheeks of my ass nice and hard; it felt dirty to think on it, but I really could feel his cock twitching inside of me.

  If there weren’t such a risk, my bones ached in wonder at what it would feel like… to feel his warm ribbons of cum shoot into me.

  I’ll save that fantasy for another night… if I ever let there be another.

  ***

  If someone had told me that one day I was going to be kidnapped, I would have rolled my eyes and laughed at them.

  If that someone had told me, that they would have ended up inside of me, I’d have asked them just what in the hell they were smoking.

  Had they told me being held and fucked and kissed would feel this good? I would have put the cable ties on and held a sign over my head. “I’m completely spent,” I whispered in Leonardo’s ear, my hands all wrapped up in the hardness of his body. I think that I liked him better naked than dressed up in a suit.

  “Good, beautiful girl like yourself should be fucked like that every morning,” Leonardo replied, kissing just below my ear and kneading my breast with his one hand, the other holding my heart. “Surprised I was even able to get inside of you,” he susurrated, placing another kiss, “thought you were going to suck the rubber right off me.” Mhm, I did suck the nut right out of you though – Mob Prince 0, Nerdy Girl 1.

  “Guess your cock will have something to remember then, huh?” I smiled up at him and rubbed my ass against his half-erect cock.

  Leo returned the smile. A genuine one. One that warmed the breast to see. “Many, many memories,” he teased, kissing my lips long and deep and many times over. “You know,” he chuckled darkly, and his sexy face turned a shade somber. Appreciative. “Thank you for that,” he said, “for giving yourself to me like that. I had… no idea that you were untouched like that. Boys at school must have been drinking paint like it was going out of style, to not have been going for you.”

  I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks in an embarrassing blush.

  I’d never had anyone tell me something like that. “You’re just trying to flatter me.”

  “I am just trying to flatter you,” he admitted. “Because, you know, I’m trying so hard to get in your pants, darling.” He then made a face of mock realization, and in that singular moment, I realized that there was way more to this man that I ever would have pegged.

  …And that despite how handsome he was, he had an extremely punchable face. Leo evened his face and smirked, “seriously. Were they that dumb?” He asked with such earnestness I think that he was expecting I answer him seriously. “Did you not like boys back then? Huh?” Leo brought a hand just below my armpit and started to tickle me.

  Sweet baby Jesus no! “Stop!” I shrieked, only just managing to say between laughs: “You asshole, I liked boys! They didn’t like me!”

  “Which school was it, we’ll have to hit up your reunuion. Show them what they’ve been missing,” he finally stopped with the tickling and I said a silent prayer.

  It was weird, because until tonight I never would have thought that. Never would have thought that those boys were missing out… it’s not like they completely ignored me, but it was like they saw me as just one of the guys. “I think my life will, hopefully, be back to normal before anything like that happens,” I told him.

  I think that I must have said something wrong, because the twinkle in Leo’s eye went away then, and the lines of his face became sullen. Reaching a finger up to his eyebrow, I smoothed my thumb across his scar – as though I’d somehow be able to erase it with enough time and attention. Leo let out a breath through his nose, and my simple affection seemed to bring him back to me.

  Leonardo’s hand slid over to my naked belly, and he caressed it with a slow, tender rhythm. “I can’t get it out of my head,” he said so low I wondered if he truly wanted me to hear him say that.

  “Your father?”

  Nodding his head, Leonardo looked away – seeming to lose himself for a brief moment. “The blood,” his lips pursed, and I felt his breathing still. “The way that he pulled the gun out. I saw him take it out of his jacket. Bring it up to Pop’s head. I mean… how do you even process something like that? You steel yourself for tragedy and accidents and bullshit, but at the end of the day, life just fucking blindsides you.”

  I held his naked thigh tighter in response. It was surprising to have him open up in such a way; in such an intimate manner. Definitely something that I was not used to in a man, let alone even a partner.

  Shit, partner? He’s not your partner, silly girl.

  That cut at my heart to dwell on. The man, the criminal that I gave myself to… we were just a thing. A messed up thing.

  Leo continued while I battled that darkness inside of me: “It just. It didn’t even register. I knew that, that I should have said something – anything! I should have… I know I should’ve—“ Leonardo’s breath hitched in his throat.

  He’s going to bleed his soul dry without someone to tell him to stop. “You’re blaming yourself again,” consoling someone was never my strong point, but it was a position I found myself in most of my life. Rarely was it the other
way around, too.

  Leonardo’s eyebrows furrowed, and I could practically read the pain in his eyes like a poem. “Shouldn’t I be?”

  “No. You’re just human,” I told him, sending a hand to the back of his head and running my fingers through his head of thick green hair. “You’re human and you’re allowed to fail,” I wish I could have believed my words for myself, “giving everything to something, that’s all you can do, Leo.”

  “Sometimes that doesn’t feel good enough. Everything is never enough.”

  “I know, but we can only do so much.”

  “Still…” Leonardo moved around in the bed, and I shifted to match him.

  Sensing his inability to move on, I turned around and pressed my warm, naked body against his hard, chiseled person. I sank my lips into his neck, and kissed upwards to his aw – nipping here and there, anywhere that seemed particularly delicious. I whispered in his ear: “Torturing yourself will get you nowhere,” I sank into his chest.

  A few minutes of quiet cuddling passed between us. “Can I tell you something, Tabby cat?” Leonardo broke the silence. Did he just give me a pet name? Butterflies are bad. If my stomach were supposed to have them – oh, great, now they’re going to my chest.

  I turned my head to look up at him. My gut reaction was ‘of course’ but instead my mouth said: “You may, if you never call me that name literally ever again for the entire existence of time.”

  Leonardo skipped past the last bit, but smiled to recognize what I said. “It’s not something that I bring up with just anybody.”

  “Alright,” I nodded.

  “Back when I was just a kid,” he started, circling my nipple lackadaisically. “When I was growing up, I was the middle child. So, I kind of had a point to prove you know – I wanted to make sure that everyone knew about me. I wasn’t given as much resources or people as…” Leo bared his teeth, “the man I don’t want to call my brother. But I had enough. Enough to scrap with the local gangs that still thought they were going to be hot shit.”