Chapter fifteen

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"Àmórè, can I take you somewhere, help calm your nerves?"
"Yeah. It'll do me some good to get some air. But what of Costello and Giovanni? Who'll drive them home?"
"They've got plans of their own this evening, so don't worry, sî?"

I can only nod in agreement, lifting my head off of him to stare into the darkness of the night via tinted windows. After some time, the vehicle reverses out of the parking lot, glides down highways smoothly, then drives into the outskirts of the city. Somewhere in between, I must've drifted into slumber, because the next thing I know, Leandro's voice is calling out to me like an distant echo.

"Wake up, àmórè. We are here."
Finally coming to, Leandro alights the limo, offers his palm which I gladly take. We proceed to tread through a forest of what appears to be willows and firs, proud moon gleaming and glaring its illuminations down at us, providing the perfect amount of lighting to make out where to step and where not to.
"How far until we are there?"
"A few more steps, say five to seven minutes?"

Humming to myself, with Leandro's palm holding me, supporting me, we come up to a clearing. There's a spring, vengefully pouring waters into an even larger lake, the moon's reflection harmoniously dancing against the disturbed surface of the lake, that is surrounded by tiny, growing willows. From a distance, my ears pick the chirping of crickets, hooting of owls, and the whistling of the winds. The grass, beneath my shoes, has finely carpeted the earth, evenly spread to cover the earthen grounds.

Flowers flamboyantly decorate the entire place to magnificence, and from the lights of the moon, I see bluebells, a few orchids, morning glories.
"Used to come here back when I was younger. Helped to temporarily block out all tormenting thoughts. Kept my head clear," Leandro's cool voice speaks from behind me.
"It's peaceful, serene. I'd come here as well."

"Want to test the waters?"
"I don't have a swim suit, Leandro."
"But you do have undergarment, no? Come on. I'll do my best to behave."
"Your best?"
"Yes, my best. Can't promise you anything more, àmórè. That would make me a terrible liar, and I don't fancy deception," he whispers the last part into my ear, lips grazing my lobe, whilst his palms move to rest gently against my sides from behind.

His cool breathe, against my skin, is in contrast to the heat that's igniting within the pits of my stomach. Drawing in a sharp breathe, I slowly exhale.
"Fine. I'll swim, but only on one condition; you turn to face away from me while I strip, deal?" I explain, turning to face him.
He keeps mumm, stares me down with one brow arched.

"Do we have ourselves a deal, Leo?"
"Sî, àmórè. We have ourselves a deal."
His penetrating gaze wrecks a new kind of havoc in my system, and for a minute or two, he remains immobile.
"Leo..."
Rolling eyes, he finally turns to face away from me. I smile, unfastening  the zipper on my skirt, allowing the material slide down my legs.

Unzipping my strapless top, I pull on it, discard it as well, picking up my clothes, and neatly folding them, resting them against grassy floors. I take off the diamond studs, unstrap my heels, release my curly strands from their confines, take off the bracelet on my wrist, working in nothing but a pair of matching, fiery-red lace bra and panties.

"Leo, I'm done."
He gradually turns to face me, eyes raking, scrutinizing, lingering.
"What? Cat go your tongue?"
"No. I was only thinking, that with a body like yours, and dressed like that, I am going to find it extremely challenging to keep my end of the deal."
"Ah, but you're a gentleman, so I trust you. Get your ass changed. I'm going in," I speak, gliding over to the edge of the lake, and jumping into the waters.

I finally swim to the surface, so that my head, neck and chest, hover above the surface. Eyes travel to drink in the sight of Leandro, who's now getting rid of his trousers, and is left in nothing but a pair of briefs. His got an athletic build, chest rippling with muscle, biceps flexing with every move, torso bumpy, and silk strands now disheveled.

Deep scar runs from his thigh all the way down to his kneecap. I'd rather not inquire about the source of the scarification, might resurface old wounds, darken the mood.
"Like what you see?" he questions, walking over to the edge of the lake.
"Seen better on the cover page of a magazine."

With arms spread out, eyes gently shut, he falls into the waters with a splashing noice, and swims in my direction, until now, he is standing right in front of me. Since he's taller, the water level only reaches slightly above his navel. Arms encircle my waist, drawing me closer, until our chests touch. It's only out of instinct, that my arms encircle his neck. He hoists me up like I weigh nothing, compelling my feet to wrap around his slim waist for support.

"Leo, your arm, remember?"
"Don't worry yourself. The simple sting is worth it. Do you have any clue of just how breathtaking you are, àmórè? I am drawn in by everything, when it comes to you. The crazing smile, hardheaded nature, velvet, chocolate skin, that always seems to glow, tangled dark locks, all your curves in all the right places, how you don't let anyone walk all over you, your artistic nature, and then, there's the spirited fight you put up on the night we met."

Speechless, that's exactly what I am right about now. Maybe it's due to the unstable moods, that I lean in, capture those alluring lips in mine. Tongues meet, mouths intermingle, tasting, teasing, pleasuring, devouring. Our lips move in harmonious sync, breathes growing laboured, chests pressing flush against each other. Passionate, intense, laced-with-desire, that's exactly what this kiss entails.

Finally, he pulls away, drawing my bottom lip in his, until we are fully apart, foreheads pressing gently.
"Leo, I..."
"Calm yourself, Eva. Don't overthink, just calm yourself."
And with those few words, his kiss-swollen lips curve into one of those intoxicating smiles.
Yes, this man, will undoutedly fuck my brains up...

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