Bonds of Attraction (Full Length Erotic Romance Novel) (16 page)

A tear streaked down Leon’s face. I felt
tears well up in my eyes and I fought them back. Even the sight of this man
crying was almost too much to bear. It was at that moment that any feelings of
distance towards this person dissipated. Leon Christensen was no longer simply
a client; he was a real person that I had some modicum of feelings towards.

I put my arm around him and gripped his
shoulder firmly. The impulse overtook me and without hesitation I had moved to
embrace him. It hadn’t been any kind of romantic pass. No, I had simply needed
to show this hurt person that they were not alone in this moment. Sometimes,
all we need is the embrace of another person to help us through our pain.

Leon turned to look at me. Our faces were
inches away, so close that it made it hard to focus in on each other’s eyes. A
new alertness came over his face as though he had just woken up with a slight
startle. I gave him a friendly smile and rubbed his shoulder gently.

“You’re wet,” Leon said softly.

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. Yes, I
was still wet and somewhat cold, but it didn’t matter in this moment. With the
fire blazing before us and the rhythm of rainwater above us, I felt completely
at peace. Moving to get out of my clothes might have broken this almost perfect
moment, which I fought against with every instinct.

Leon’s eyebrows rose as he smiled wanly. He
shook his head slightly in disagreement, almost as though he were reading my
thoughts. I rubbed his upper back, noticing just how firm the muscle was
against my caress. When I returned my arm to his shoulder, I gripped it firmly
and the muscle barely gave way. Leon Christensen’s muscles were practically
carved from wood.

I imagined the countless hours that Leon
spent in a gym, sweating profusely as he pushed his muscles to their breaking
point. How many of those hours had he spent cursing himself, punishing himself
for the sins of his youth? How much weight had he pushed up in rage against
himself? His body had not swelled to bodybuilder proportions, but his muscles
were woven with strands of cement, firm and unyielding.

Caressing his shoulder gently, imagining the
tearing of his muscles as a form of punishment, Leon stared at me.

“You shouldn’t stay wet,” he said tenderly.
“You’ll get sick.”

Leon’s right arm caressed my lower back,
feeling the shirt that still clung to my skin. Sparks flew through every nerve
in my body at his touch. I felt my hair stand on end and my toes curled in my
socks as though I had been shocked. I looked at Leon and maintained my
composure.

I nodded slowly in agreement, frowning
slightly.

“You need to get out of these clothes,” he
said softly, his eyes staring straight into mine.

I looked into his eyes and searched. I
searched for something which I could not identify, but I knew had to be there.
I needed to see that deep in those eyes there was something that burned as
bright as the fire. A wave of energy flowed through me as our eyes locked in
together like magnets that cannot be broken once they join. My eyes fought to
close against the bond that formed between us and I forced them to stay open.

“Ok,” I mouthed breathlessly. I sat still,
completely motionless.

Leon slipped my arm off his shoulder gently,
holding it softly as he did so. He shifted himself sideways so that he faced me
directly, and the blanket slid of him slightly, exposing his upper body. My
eyes fell on the crumpled mass of the blanket that had gathered in his crotch.

Leon pushed the blouse off the back of my
shoulders and a chill ran through me as the air struck the wet fabric. We
stared at each other, maintaining eye contact in an ever increasing intensity
of vibration. I shook slightly and Leon’s hands gently rubbed my arms to warm
me. A shadow of a smile adorned his lips. Red lined his eyes that had only just
ceased to drop tears down his face.

His hands slid up and down my arms; it felt
wonderful. My mouth hung slightly open and I badly wanted to close my eyes, let
the sensation of Leon’s hands moving up and down my arms take me over, but I
did no such thing. Our eyes locked in on each other’s, neither willing to break
the connection.

I felt light-headed. I felt like I could have
jumped through the roof and flown away. I felt like falling asleep in his arms
right there. There was just too much flowing in and out of me to begin to
comprehend exactly how I felt. All I knew is that in this moment, I wanted to
feel everything.

Leon’s hands broke from my arms and moved to
the top of my shirt. I studied his chest and watched it contract and expand with
every breath of his. I followed the rhythm until I was sure that my breathing
had synced up with his perfectly. His fingers unbuttoned the top button of my
blouse.

I closed my eyes. Panic shot through me when
I realized that I had broken the connection. I feared that when I opened my
eyes, Leon would be looking away, disinterested. Yet when I opened my eyes,
Leon was still before me, staring into me. He unbuttoned my blouse completely
and gently pushed it off my shoulders.

Each breath became more laborious than the
last. I was completely exposed before Leon Christensen. My bra was completely
see-through from the rain and my nipples were hard, yearning to be touched.
Things had escalated quickly and I knew that I had allowed them to. I could
still stop; I could just get up and walk into my bedroom and dress myself
quickly. This didn’t have to move forward.

Every rational part of my brain screamed out
at the irrationality of my actions. It was dangerous to be practically naked in
front of the man that had plagued my fantasies for the past few days. And now
that I could see his upper-body completely without clothes, the fantasy had
become a reality. Everything I had imagined was right before me, more vibrant
and vivid than the wildest dream I could have possibly had.

I could stop this. I knew that I could, but I
also knew that I wouldn’t.

Leon’s eyes stared into mine. The sapphire
eyes cut through the darkness, burning a wild blue that melted my inhibition.
Red lines highlighted the white, a result of his crying. My heart melted at the
sight of this display of his vulnerability.

I was on my knees before him. Leon’s hands
delicately took off my bottoms and I stepped out of them. Now I was in my
underwear. The rainwater had robbed the garments of any ability to hide my skin
and I was naked before Leon. The fire warmed my exposed skin as light danced
against my body.

Leon’s hands caressed my upper legs as they
came back up. Then they rested on his lap. I was still on my knees, breasts
pushed forward, nipples pushing out of the bra. My whole body was vibrating
with tension. I wanted to cry out for Leon to take me, but at the same time I
wanted him to hold me. I wanted his warmth against me, the warmth that no
fireplace could ever match.

The tension in the room rose to a breaking
point. Leon’s eyes closed and he rubbed his hands through his hair. When he
opened his eyes, they exploded with energy. He rose quickly and the blanket
fell off him completely. Before I could register what was happening, before I
could even see Leon’s nakedness in its entirety, he moved quickly to me.

His body pressed against mine. The warmth of
his skin ignited every nerve in my body and I felt as if I might collapse in
his arms. Leon’s lips pressed against mine and all thought evaporated
instantly.

I became one with my body. Every suppressed
want and urge came pouring out, demanding to be fulfilled. I wrapped my arms
around Leon and pulled him closer as his arms tightened around me. Our lips
pushed against each other’s lips with the force of wanting. I parted my lips
slightly and Leon’s tongue slid around them, licking and moving slowly against
the sensitive skin.

I thrust my hips against him. I felt his
erection push against my stomach. It was a stone that pulsed with warmth and
life. Leon moved himself up and down against me and I could feel just how large
he was against me. My wet panties grew wetter.

I moved my hands up until they gripped the
back of Leon’s head. A fever had come over us; there was no stopping it now. If
I could have stopped to think, the only thought that would have come to me
would have been that soon enough, I was going to have my deepest fantasy
fulfilled. I would have Leon Christensen inside of me.

Leon leaned me down, never breaking the kiss.
His hands moved towards my breasts and with one rapid movement, they tore off
my bra. The thin piece of lace snapped under his might and his arms flexed
against me as the bra flew off of me. My hard nipples pressed against his chest
and I moaned loudly through the kiss.

I was on my back on the hardwood floor,
nothing below me. Yet I didn’t feel the slightest bit of discomfort. Leon
pushed himself up over me, his tongue working against mine furiously as he
gyrated his hips against mine. My panties still barricaded any penetration, but
his stiff cock rubbed against me, bringing forth wetness that even the rain
couldn’t match.

My hands moved greedily over his back. I slid
one down low and grabbed his ass. Firm muscle greeted my hand and I squeezed
hard, loving the feel of him in my hand. Rubbing his back all over, I kept
pushing my hips against his cock. Leon breathed loudly as he kissed me and I
knew the teasing was driving him mad with lust.

Leon pushed himself up and lifted me with one
hand as he moved back. He sat on his legs and with me in the air, he pulled off
my panties. We were both completely naked now, the fire blazing in front of us.
I had never been so wet before. When Leon’s hand found its way between my legs,
I cried out in approval.

Slowly, without pushing past my lips to
penetrate, Leon’s hand caressed me. The sensation rocked through my body and I
felt myself moving like a flame dancing at the end of a candle. Then Leon’s
finger pushed into me and I sat down on his hand, hard. I broke the kiss and
stared at Leon. His eyes were soft as they stared back at me and a hint of a
smile adorned his lips. He was completely focused on me.

Leon moved his hand up and down. My hips
found their own rhythm and my eyes struggled to stay open. I forced them open
and looked down at Leon’s stomach. Then I finally saw what had pushed against
me. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled gently. Leon breathed out heavily
and closed his eyes. I locked my lips around the skin right under his left ear
and sucked as I jerked my hand up and down on his stiff cock.

Leon was rock hard. His fingers moved in and
out of me and I could stand no more. Licking up and down his neck, I raised my
hips and guided him into me. I slowly pushed down, taking care to feel every
inch slide into me until so much of him was inside of me that I thought it
impossible that he could be so big.

Our eyes both opened simultaneously. His
hands grabbed my ass and moved me up and down on him. My wetness dripped down
on him and we moved together effortlessly. I ran my hands through his hair as
he gripped my ass harder and then softer. He moaned as he looked at me.

The feeling of Leon Christensen inside of me
was more intense than any sex that I had ever had before. I felt pleasure
course through my entire body, racking my muscles with tension as I struggled
to maintain control. Leon’s mouth was closed, but his teeth were showing as
though he were gritting them. When we locked eyes, I could see something
stirring in him. Something reached out to me and it was like a flash of
lightning striking at my heart.

We both recognized the exchange. Leon’s mouth
opened and his eyebrows rose suddenly. His moans grew louder and louder and I
realized that he was coming inside of me. I grinded down harder against him, my
hands moving through his hair. I kissed him and he kissed me back furiously,
crying out with every convulsion I felt inside of me.

His grip fastened on my ass almost to the
point of pain, but not quite. He thrust into me as orgasmic spasms shuddered
through him. I felt his warmth filling me and I slowed down my movements,
moving my hips rhythmically in circular motions.

Leon breathed heavily. His eyes opened and
closed. His cock remained firm inside of me and I slid up and down on him. We
stared into each other’s eyes, the echoes of the lightning shot between us
still there. My heart raced. Beads of sweat formed on our skin and I pulled
Leon tightly against me. He pulled back. Then he pushed himself in me as deep
as he could go.