Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 133

Nora

I'm fluttering all over my skin. Disbelief is throbbing in my head, and I'm blinking up at Leo in a daze. He just said he likes me.

Leo likes me.

And this time, his words sounded so genuine.

This big, beautiful boy likes me.

I can't believe it.

My heart pounds faster as I stare up into his handsome face. He tilts his head at me from the other side of the table, and I blush at the spreading smile over his lips. "Something the matter?" Leo asks.

His tone makes me even more starry-eyed. I'm not sure why, but suddenly I'm shy. I want to touch him and tell him that I like him too, though it's not easy.

I still don't fully believe Leo likes me. I've never once had a serious boyfriend. Now I have a husband, but his kind words have made me shy. And call me stupid, but I already fear losing Leo. He isn't mine, to begin with.

Leo hasn't given me his entire heart. He hasn't said he loves me. Leo said he likes me, yet I'm terrified he will snatch back his words and stop feeling something for me right now. Stupid right?

It's just that when you have been without much affection your entire life, you begin to fear it. It felt like Lily had most of the attention growing up, and now, with Leo looking at me like I'm a gem or something precious, I'm shying away from it.

I'm terrified of opening up my heart, letting myself fall in love with someone, and then having them reject me or push me aside. I don't think I could survive that, so my heart is hesitant.

"Something isn't the matter, but..." I sink my teeth into my lower lip and take a deep breath. "I've never had someone confess that they like me before. Various hookups, sure... But no one has said they like me in the romantic sense... All the other guys only wanted... s*x and..."

I don't know how to finish my sentence, yet Leo is already smiling at me. His expression is surprisingly mischievous, and my eyes widen when he stands up to his full height.

The guy is tall, long-legged, and hugely built. It doesn't take long before he stands over me, peering into my eyes and making my skin turn red.

He is truly gorgeous. Intense. Big. A complete alpha.

A shudder wracks my body. Those green eyes belonging to Leo are glowing, and his presence fills the room as he dips down to whisper in my ear. "I'm ready for the dessert." My eyes blow wide. "Wait, what?!"

Before I know it, Leo turns around my chair, making me face him. It doesn't seem to take him any effort to lift me up and down from the floor with the entire piece of furniture.

Hot.

Heat spreads between my legs, and Leo smirks. His veiny hands are pulling down my pants, and I can't even fight him. Much to my dismay, my legs are already spreading to invite him, and his large hands touch my swollen c**t.

He doesn't whisk it like cream with his fingertips like some other inexperienced guys do but rub it in slow, tantalizing strikes. It turns me on until I'm close to begging him for more.

It feels so... Good.

I briefly shut my eyes, and Leo leans closer. His large body and addicting scent invade my senses.

He is so close and goes down to sit between my legs. Gosh, there is something so sexy with having a full-grown, giant man between your legs. Especially a muscular, hunky one.

"I love your sweet scent, Nora..." Leo looks up from a frame of dark lashes before diving down to inhale me through my underwear.

I glimpse down at him. His nose is fully pressed to the wetness of the fabric, and he looks pleased.

The image is genuinely scandalous.

Yet so hot.

Leo hums, and the vibrations make me shudder in a sweet promise of this leading to something good. His hands are gripping my thighs, and he leans against my p***y. I'm beyond horny already. I'm hot, hot, hot.

I have to fight another shiver when Leo speaks. "I'm going to eat you out inside the kitchen, Nora. It seems fitting since we just had dinner. You will be the perfect last meal."

Is he planning on eating me out? But I haven't showered or anything!

What if I taste bad or something?

I have to stop this even if I want it!

An excuse starts on my tongue. "We shouldn't do it in here, and-ahhhh! Oh-my-god!"

Leo is licking me through the fabric of my panties. His tongue is wet and sloppy, and he laps at me like I'm his sweet addiction. My underwear sticks to me like glue, soaked by my wetness and Leo's patient, hungry tongue. My husband is so freaking dirty.

I love it.

I arch my back in the chair to moan, and my colossal husband sets my legs over his broad shoulders. Jesus Christ, he is so sexy when he takes the command!

I'm a goner already, yet, I keep talking. "Leo... We haven't decided what we are yet... And oh-sweet-cheese, what are you doing to me? That feels so... Ungh... Good! Don't you dare stop doing it!"

Leo chuckles against my underwear and playfully tugs the fabric further down with his fingers. His smile is downright dirty, and amusement is dancing in his eyes.

"We are talking now, Nora, but with our bodies rather than our mouths. And I'm saying that I want you and can't wait to taste your c*m all over my face and mouth."

Holy shit-he is planning on ruining me with words!

I take a deep breath and hold it when his tongue finally touches the bare skin between my legs. I shiver in the chair, lost to sensation.

How can he be so good at using his mouth?!

Leo doesn't act like a virgin at all. He is talented with what he does, but maybe that comes from a dirty mind. I don't know, but I love every minute of this! Suddenly, Leo stops lapping at my clit. "Does every man make you wet like this, or am I special?"

I don't answer him.

Leo pushes two fingers inside me, holding my body entirely still in the chair with his other arm. He goes at a punishing rhythm at a steady pace, kissing my c**t and whispering my name-waiting for an answer to his question. "Nora?"

I'm too embarrassed to answer, and Leo punishes me by pushing two of his big fingers in and out of me again. Oh-my-god...

The pressure is perfect. Leo's rhythm is relentless. I'm sure I will explode at any second if he doesn't stop.

But right when it gets good, his pace slows.

I groan in pain. "Leo, please-"

"Answer the question, Nora."

"........" My breath catches in my throat, and I shut my eyes, f*****g his fingers. I need to reach that climax, but Leo forces me still. And I can't fight his strength. "Please don't... Please don't stop..." "Not until you answer my question, Nora."

He licks at my clit again, pushing me further to the edge, yet doesn't let me spiral towards release.

His voice goes low and deep. "If you don't answer the question, those tingles will stop, and you won't reach your o****m. I will hold you right here, just like this, and not let you c*m." Leo's voice is seriously sexy. I feel intense tremors simply hearing it, and he knows, or else he wouldn't chuckle.

"How is it going to be, Nora?"

I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from crying when he licks me again, but not with enough force for an o****m. I need more power. And I also need him to let me f**k his fingers. Taking a deep breath, I give him the truth. "Only you..."

His fingers start going in and out again, but too slow. "What was that? Speak louder..."

"Only you..." I hold my breath and fight the urge to moan loudly inside his kitchen. There might still be maids working somewhere. "Only you make me this wet, Leo."

"Only me?" Leo continues his rhythm. He laps at my c**t, and finally allows me to f**k his fingers. I can't hold back anymore!

I explode in violent waves on the chair-shuddering and convulsing, crying out while shutting my eyes. I'm glad I'm sitting because my knees would have given out.

It takes all energy not to collapse. I'm panting, and I feel exhausted from my rippling o****m.

"That was... Intense..." I breathe. "Shit..."

Leo kisses my cheek and slips me off the chair and into his muscular arms. He carries me as easily as I would a doll and smirks when I meet his playful eyes.

"I'm going to clean you up in bed," Leo tells me. It's not a question but a statement. "And then I'm going to pick a movie, and we will watch it while cuddling."

He looks down into my eyes, and sparks fly between us. I expect him to say something-or kiss me, but he simply smiles and walks away with me held like a princess in his arms.

And for some reason, that makes me blush. What the heck just happened? How could I let him just go down on me just like that? And why did I like it so goddamn much?

Had it been any other guy, I would have berated them for taking their freedom to randomly go down on me. But Leo? I better start carrying a chance of underwear because from now on, I will probably get wet as soon as I see that talented mouth. How can Leo want me? He could have anyone he wanted. A tall werewolf lady with legs for days, or a model. Yet here he is, carrying me to his bedroom.

Things are a little too good to be true...