Page 133 of The Score

Chapter 42

Pen

I've waited too long to feel all of this. So heard, so seen, so wanted. Leon covers me with his big body, pinning me to the ground and filling me with pleasure, and gazing at me with eyes full of adoration.

In a deep recess of my heart, I could cry. It's not the fact that we're outside and I used to want to try that. It's the fact that Leon would want candles and heartfelt declarations, and he's putting all of that aside to give me what I want.

Erase that word from your mouth. I can't stand hearing you asking like that.

"Leon," I breathe.

"Pen."

He starts moving and I gasp. He frowns. I can't decipher it, but he kisses me and I don't try to anymore. My body is on fire. I could come just from the feeling of Leon inside me— around me— all over, with his dark eyes trained on me, and the warmth of his body protecting me from the cooling weather.

"You feel so good," I hear myself saying.

"Fuck." He groans. "You. This."

"Take me."

It spurs him on. He moves faster, sensitizing me in ways I didn't know where possible by someone else. Everything stands out, like the parts of my brain that process information have been starved and it's just now, with my best friend fucking me, that we're getting the dose of stimulation we need.

The world is turning blue, but what a brilliant cerulean shade it is. The scent of earth and tufts of grass and even the lake, they smell like life. Tiny waves that crush on the shore, and wind through leaves. Music to keep us company, as we come together like this.

The sound of Bear's breathing against my ear. The way his lips close in tiny kisses on my face. The slick points where our stomachs touch. The swift slide of his cock in me.

I moan. Feathering ripples run through my body.

"Don't stop. Leon. Don't stop."

Someone could catch us. They could be taking a stroll around the lake, just to come across two people oblivious to the world, when they have each other. They'd see the way Bear fucks me, and know we couldn't wait a second longer. I'd hate to be found out, but the risk is titillating. What better evidence that I can be wanted like this.

My fingers swim in his hair. His beard tickles my face. One of his hands latches to my breast, his fingers playing with my nipple. The other snakes its way to cradle my head, splaying at my nape and angling me for a kiss.

It's like he's keeping me in place as he fucks me. Devours me. Adores my body.

The tremors running through me whip into shakes. Every part of me is devoted to this climax— I stop breathing, I stop thinking, I stop doing anything but clinging to him as he thrusts into my clenching muscles. Kisses me through it.

"Fuck. Pen."

He makes a sound I can barely process. Reality has fragmented, and the way he pulses inside of me, releasing himself into me, is all I can take in.

I've never been filled like this, either.

I blink away the few tears that try to appear in my eyes. I take a slow, deep breath. I've always felt close to Leon, but this feels different. Oxytocin is a powerful drug, and I'm swimming in it.

He's still inside me. He caresses my hair back from my face. I didn't realize I kept my eyes closed. When I open them, I find Leon studying me closely. He's checking to see how I'm doing, because of course that's the first thing he'd think about.

"Bear." I put my arms around him and bring him to me. "Thank you."

He snakes his hands under me, keeping me secure in his arms. He holds me close. We're cheek to cheek. His warmth seeps into me. The bond that has always existed between us grows brighter, stronger, from his heart to mine.

He takes a deep breath. "It doesn't feel right that you're thanking me."

"Should I tell you instead that I love you?"

He doesn't move. I try to make him pull away, so I can look at his face. He's never said it back to me, and I'm not saying it now to hear it back. I'm saying it because my heart is full of this feeling, and I need him to know. But he finds a way to scoop me tighter in his arms, while kissing my face a few times. He pulls away and falls to his side, bringing me with him.