Chapter 51: Chapter 51

His cock fell out, hard and thick in the girl's hand, and Leo saw Paige lick her lips staring at his cock which seems to grow larger with life force, as though he was a fantasy come to life.

If there was anything more beautiful than this, Leo was yet to see it.

"You are big," she whispered in amazement.

"Hmmm," Leo grunted. Barely able to get the sound out properly because she was still holding him in her hand and was yet to move.

Standing there with his trunk pulled down his knee. Fresh air hitting his naked ass from behind. His hips thrust out forward, Paige leaned down and kissed the crown of his cock.

"Jesus Christ," he groaned from the sudden pleasure.

Seeing the way she affected him, Paige grinned. Leo was going to tell her if she wasn't going to go through with what she started, it was best she released him now, however before he could say that, her slim shapely fingers moved, and Leo thought he did gone to heaven and come back.

Up and down she went simultaneously, pulling the skin there. Igniting pleasure.

Throwing his head back, Leo groaned at the back of his throat, and thrust out his hips forward so that he offered her more.

She looked up at him. Giddy with excitement.

"Do you like that?"

"You have no idea, just how much," he rasped out, starved of his voice and she smiled as if discovering a power she didn't know she owned.

Watching her watch him, with that light and excitement in her eyes, Leo's pulse throbbed and his heart raced. He had always had fantasies about Paige.

Several.

And in all of them, he had imagined her being too shy to do something like this.

But here she was giving him the best hand job of his life. And what's more he loved it more than he ought to.

Leo groaned deeply in his throat as he tried to capture the moment he was going to file this somewhere in his mind to look upon later.

A certain pressure on his cock caused him to grunt deeply, and he turned his feral gaze at Paige only to discover she had taken him into her mouth.

Leo fisted his fingers gently into her hair, and tugged her head back and the look in her eyes as

she sucked the tip of his cock, past that, drawing the top half of his cock into her mouth had Leo gasping like a mad man. She had him under her mercy. And while she did that, she maintained eye contact throughout. Which made Leo feel like his whole body was being ignited at once. As spams of current washed over him.

She pulled out to receive air. Her eyes never leaving his face.

A drop of pre-cum glistened on the head. She leaned forward and licked it off. Slowly, deliberately.

When she tried to take him with her mouth again. He stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. "That's enough." Because of his raging emotion and the dirty passion he was trying to keep under control, his voice came out rough.

"You didn't like it?" She seemed disappointed she didn't perform well, and Leo rushed to reassure her. He didn't like seeing her like this. Disappointed, worried, sad.

"Make no mistake, I loved it dolcezza." Hell, he loved it more than he should. "But if I let you continue like this, I wouldn't last."

"You don't have to last."

Leo stared at her. The need to do as she said was urgent. But he didn't want a quickie. He wanted this woman to encompass him. He wanted to lose himself in her warmth. He wanted to become one with her. So he shook his head at her.

"No, my sweet and leaned down and took her lips captive, kissing her until her back met the mattress and turned her around until she was on her knee and pulled her hips towards him. Running one hand over her slit. She was wet again.

He drew the trunk that was hovering around his knee away from his body sharply. "Do me a favor, dolcezza. Open the drawer and get me a condom," he rasped out, his voice barely audible. He didn't think he could wait again.

By some miracle, she opened the drawer, fishing out a condom, and threw it to him. Leo caught it and tore it open with his teeth. Rolling the condom on his dick, he pushed towards her entrance, and in one thrust, he was inside her.

She gasped out, and Leo allowed her to adjust to his size before he started moving. Thrusting into her core.

At first, he moved slowly, but soon, her cries of passion had him thrusting into her at full force. His hands digging into her hip.

"Oh Paige, what you do to me." He groaned as he slammed into her, pulling out almost completely and then ramming into her.

"Oh yes. Just like that. Don't stop. Please," Paige cried. Urging him on.

Leo wanted to touch her. He wanted to be close to her. Not like this. He wanted full access to her. He was craving it.

So he slipped out, and she sighed at the loss, turning to pout at him.

Leo grinned and kissed that delectable mouth. His heart beating rapidly.

As much as he wanted to give her pleasure and then let her give him pleasure in return. He was scared of messing it up. Because he wanted it to be a good time for her. With her, it felt like his first time.

Leo rolled on his side, pulling her with him, and entered her with one long, slow glide.

Soon the dance of rhythm began. As Paige match him pace for pace.

Pounding into her, Leo slipped a hand between them and stroked her clit. She cried out, burying her cry into the bed.

Leaning forward, Leo nibbled on her neck, inhaling her while he fucked her like a wild man as though wanting to mark her.

Her breast jiggling with the movement. In sync with the pounding, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

So he reached out and grabbed one breast, squeezing it. She went wild after that. Her hand was everywhere, touching herself. Wriggling on the bed, she placed one leg on his thigh, but that didn't stop him. Leo continued fucking her. She caught her breast and squeezed.

Leo felt himself growing larger inside her. Fuck, that was hot.

He pulled his hand between them, increasing the pressure there pounding into her until she tensed. Her breathing hitched, so did his

With one more thrust.

She screamed, but her endless cry of passion was lost in Leo's throat as he rolled over her, covering her lips with his mouth. And drinking endlessly of her lips as her climax morphed into another one and she cried and sobbed.

With everything drained from her body, Paige collapsed on the bed. Leo secured her legs on his shoulder and pummeled into her, racing towards his own climax, eager to join her.

Soon, his pace lagged and his thrust deepened until, finally, he stalled. Something somewhere inside him exploded with wild magic. His desire riddled through him like a firework, a thundering pulse that ruled his body. With a ragged grunt, he spilled his release inside her and fell on the bed at her side.

******

Paige couldn't believe she had mind-blowing sex with her boss.

The one and only Leonardo D'Angelo. Her boss and the man she was in love with.

She pumped her fist in the air. Resisting the urge to do a happy dance. Still not able to believe it She was still trying to wrap her head around it.

All she knew was that they were in the pool arguing and the next thing she knew they were in the room making wild, passionate love.

The way he held her, pounding into her, and grunting her name with that out-of-breath voice still gets her off and has her feeling like a brand new woman.

Paige bit her lips and clenched her knee, feeling like she didn't mind if he requested for another round after they have slept through this one of course. But Leo was not back, and it was beginning to worry her.

He had gone to discard the condom ten minutes ago, and was not back. The room was starting to feel lonely and extra-large. And worst, Paige was starting to feel rejected.

Why else would he run off to discard the condom and then remain there? Was he hoping that by the time he came back, she would have slept off and there would be no need for him to cuddle her?

And Paige was waiting for him so that they would cuddle. But she was losing this fight against sleep. Her body was weak and sleep was calling to her.

Just as she was about to call out his name, Leonardo stepped out from behind the doors and Paige's face brightened up like a blooming flower. Warm, fresh, and colorful, but upon seeing the grave expression on his face she lost her smile.

Paige sat up on the bed, her eyes clear.

From experience, normally when someone had that expression on their face, it meant that something was wrong. But before she could ask him anything.

He announced, "The condom broke."

"What?"

He hesitated this time. "The condom broke. Are you on any pill?"

Paige felt panic grip her like a prisoner in chains as she remembered she wasn't on any birth control pills. She hadn't had sex in five years. And had thought there was no need for it.

She had thought the condom would be sufficient.