Fashioned For Sin

Chapter 8

The cabin was cosy and charming. Leo and I decided to order Chinese food tonight because frankly, the idea of cooking at 9 pm isn't really ideal, I'm far too exhausted.

I waited on the couch, scrolling through my phone, waiting for Leo to get out of the shower so I could shower, too.
I was just about to head to the kitchen when I heard the bathroom door creak open. Curiosity got the better of me, and I glanced in that direction, only to be met with a sight that made my breath catch in my throat.

Leonardo stood in the doorway, a towel slung low around his waist, his chest and abs on full display. Water dripped from his still-wet hair, trailing down the hard lines of his body.

The soft lighting from the bathroom highlighted every ridge and contour, making him look like something out of a dream-or maybe a nightmare, given how my heart was racing.

I should have looked away, but I couldn't. The sight of him, so effortlessly handsome and so completely at ease, sent a rush of heat through me.
I felt my face flush as my eyes lingered on the droplets of water that were slowly making their way down his chest, disappearing beneath the towel that hung precariously low on his hips.

"Enjoying the view?" Leonardo's voice broke through my thoughts, low and teasing. His smirk was infuriatingly smug, and I realized with horror that I had been staring.I snapped my eyes up to meet his, trying to play it cool.

"Just making sure you don't flood the place," I shot back, trying to get rid of the awkwardness.

His smirk widened, but he didn't push it further. Instead, he turned and walked toward the bedroom, leaving me with a view of his broad back and the muscles that flexed with every step. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding once he disappeared into the room.

A little while later, after Leonardo had gotten dressed and I had changed into my pyjamas, we settled onto the couch in the living room. The fire crackled in the hearth, casting a warm glow over the room as we searched for something to watch.

I had chosen a pair of soft, silk pyjamas-shorts and a loose top that were comfortable but also happened to be just a bit revealing. I hadn't thought much of it when I put them on, but now I was keenly aware of Leonardo's eyes on me, undressing me with his eyes, the way his gaze kept drifting to the smooth skin of my legs and the curve of my shoulders.

I noticed the weather outside changing abruptly, the wind blowing rustling the trees, the dark clouds overcoming the sky as the storm set in.

"You look a bit tense. Do you want a message?" He says, his breath warm against my ear. "Alright, sure." I reply, trying to act nonchalant.

His warm hands grip my shoulders firmly, sending shivers down my spine, his thumbs pressed, and circled my shoulders and back, relaxing me even more, but still a bit tense.

"Blair, relax a bit, just let yourself feel.." He murmurs, and suddenly his warm lips meet my neck, biting my lip as my breath gets heavier. He places soft kisses down my neck, licking and sucking.

Hesitating if I should let him or not.. but I can't help it.

His hands fall down my body, grabbing me by my waist. He turns me around, lifting me on his lap, straddling.

His evident erection, lingering between my thighs. I lean down, whispering softly in his ear. "I've been waiting so long for this moment." I admit, my heart pounding so much you could definitely hear it, but I don't care, I was too caught up in the moment.

Our lips crash against each other, a hungry and desperate kiss that we've been waiting for, his hands exploring my body, gripping my ass and squeezing my thighs.

His hands roamed on my back, pulling me closer as if he couldn't get enough of me. The way his tongue explored my mouth and slid against my tongue made my toes curl.

I started to move my body, grinding on his hard cock pressing against my wet folds, sliding forward and backwards craving for some friction.
"Blair," he murmured against my lips, his voice husky, filled with a mix of desire and lust. "God, you drive me crazy."

I need this, I need him. I took his shirt off, and the low light from the TV screen accentuates his abs perfectly. "I want this, Leo. I want you." I say, as he takes off my top, leaving my breasts bare. He examines me, the small snake tattoo between my breasts.
"Fucking hell. How do you look so good." His voice low, filled with awe.

His mouth captured my nipple, making me gasp, and my whole body shivered. He moved all over my breasts, leaving evident hickeys on them. "Fuck Leo.." I moan.

His hands glide up my thigh, his thumb slowly reaching my wet clit, he pushes aside the silk fabric, I could feel the heatness from his body, the smell of his cologne. His thumb presses on my clit, circling, sending a sense of pleasure through my entire body.

I kiss him passionately as I lean into his touch more. "I hate you." I moan into his mouth.
"If you hate me so much as you say, then why are you allowing this, hm?" He says, pushing 2 fingers inside me. Instead of answering a loud moan comes out, his pace gets faster. "You love this, babydoll."

This man was becoming more attractive by the second.

He lays me down on my back, my skin burning like fire. He placed his hands on my shorts, taking a glance at me first, "Can I?" He asks, so gently and pure. "Before I change my mind." I say.

"Consent is important Blair." He says he's right, though.

He slowly takes off my shorts, along with my panties. If I knew this moment would come, I would've dressed a bit sexier.

My phone rings, "who the fuck?" Leo exclaims, "it's Karisa." Leonardo hands me the phone, oh god how the hell am I supposed to stay composed?

"Be a good girl for me, don't make any noise, yeah?" Leonardo says before I answer the phone.