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Leonardo's P.O.V.
I was visited by the unwelcome guest of insomnia. Observing Vinnie resting in slumber, his back was a tempting canvas. I drew imaginary shapes on it as he slept undisturbed by his surroundings.
"If I had only one wish, I would be perfect for you. But I'm not. I'm broken. Broken by the people who were supposed to keep me safe." My voice was soft as I spoke those words, not wanting to be a bother to him. He deserved someone much better than me.
Vinnie twisted his body to be in direct alignment with mine. As our gazes interlocked, his pupils were illuminated with an expression of unbridled affection. He softly uttered, "In my eyes, you are perfect."
"Don't lie. I have a lot of baggage."
He took my hands in his and gently intertwined our fingers, gazing deeply into my eyes. "Leo, please listen to me. I'm not perfect either. We don't have to be. All that matters is that we are together."
My eyes drifted from his gaze and locked onto his full lips. I moved in closer, pressing my lips against his in a heart-stopping embrace. Every muscle in my body relaxed from the sensation.
The warmth of his hands on my waist as his arms tightened around me, drawing me in closer. Our kiss was powerful and intense, and I yearned for his touch.
I held his head in my hands as our kiss deepened. His lips moved from my mouth to my neck, creating a tantalising trail of pleasure. His hands caressed my nipples, expertly rolling and tugging them until I moaned in ecstasy. "Oh my God!"
"Do you like that?" He whispered his query with an unmistakable air of seduction, his movements executed, leaving me with a sensation of total enticement to whatever he had to offer.
"Yes. Don't stop. Please don't stop." I begged.
His lips dropped down onto my chest, planting a line of delicate kisses. He reached the waistband of my underwear, and he pulled them down in one swift motion.
His hands moved to my groin, caressing me with mindful care. I responded in kind, matching each of his movements. Then, he worked a finger in my ass, pushing it in and out in a slow, in a rhythmic manner.
He slipped in another finger, fingering me faster and harder. He pulled them out leaving me breathless and in need.
"I want you, Vin." I moaned.
"You sound so pretty when you beg."
"I want you so bad right now." I lunged for the lube and protection with remarkable speed. Within seconds, his manhood was slick and ready to go.
"I want you to ride me." He spoke to me in a low, inviting voice, his desire palpable in the air. I complied, climbing onto his lap, and letting myself sink down into his embrace.
"Are you ready?" he said while his lips brushed against my skin, sending waves of warmth throughout my body.
My body quivered as I sighed, "Yes," in a breathless moan.
He thrust his head forward, pressing it against my opening. His palms moved around my torso, guiding me as I moved up and down. Locking lips with him while running my fingers through his hair. I increased the pace of my bouncing motion as he grabbed handfuls of my ass.
Vinnie's hot breath tickled my ear as he breathed into it, murmuring, "Do I feel good inside you?" His teeth grazed my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine.
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