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lines of his collarbones with her fingertips before travelling down the contours of his pecs and abs. She loved him, there was absolutely no doubt about it, and every inch of her body screamed for him to take her back to bed and have what was his.
“Casanova,” Leo answered, peering down at her. Cassie’s smile dominated her face within seconds, and she could tell he was pleased by her response.
“You’re really gonna do that?”
“Of course, love. It’s perfect, just like you,” he replied, and sealed his mouth over hers before she could respond to his compliment. He then picked Cassie up and carried her back to the bedroom, where he undressed her slowly. Leo kissed and nibbled at her curves, stroked and caressed her skin with gentle touches. He was languid and sensuous, taking his time to show her how much he cared.
When she was finally naked, Leo pressed Cassie’s thighs apart and smiled down at the sight of her.
“What?” she asked, her hands going down to instinctively cover her exposed core. With one shake of his head, Leo stopped their progression.
“Look at you,” he whispered. “There was a time when me touching you would make you tremble and cry. Now?” His fingers caressed her swollen nub and then delicately traced the tiny scars she’d once hidden away from him in fear. “Now, you own these. They’re your flawless imperfections, Cassie. I love that you’ve stopped letting your past rule you.” After a soft kiss to her nether lips, Leo kissed his way up toward her mouth.
It was all a little too much for Cassie. Despite what he thought, she felt like a fraud. There were so many times it was as if she was barely holding it together. Cassie wanted to be strong and independent. She wanted to be free and happy, but wasn’t sure if it was actually possible with all the baggage she had dragging behind her.
Jonah had given her those scars—and he’d died because of her foolish attempt at retaliation for them. Victor had taught her not to fear the scars—and he’d died proving just how much he thought he owned the rest of her. Leo wanted her to own them, and yet Cassie wasn’t sure she could.
If anyone had conquered her trauma that’d once been so debilitating, it certainly didn’t feel like her. Cassie had asked Leo to own her, and he’d accepted. Perhaps he’d taken ownership of her flaws too? She felt like hers was acceptance out of necessity more than progression. So many worse things had happened since Jonah had gone crazy and hurt her, and sometimes staying numb to all of it was the only option she had left.
“I don’t own them, they’re simply no longer the worst of my scars. The ugliest ones are on the inside. I don’t want them to hurt, but they do. I want to be over it, and I want to be beautiful and strong for you. But sometimes I can’t do it.” Cassie took a deep, faltering breath. “Hold me, Leo. Please,” she begged, and knew she’d caught him off guard by the look in his eyes.
He immediately pulled her to him and fused their bodies together. Leo nestled himself between her thighs and she hooked her feet around his ankles so that they were truly intertwined.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he whispered, over and over again. “I love you. You’re more than beautiful to me. You’re perfect.”
***
Later that night, Cassie took Leo’s arm and let him lead her into the heaving nightclub. They bypassed the queue and were immediately taken to the VIP area, where champagne awaited them. Roger watched from a few feet away, as did Leo’s hired help, and Cassie did her best to ignore their goon squad and enjoy herself.
“I like the music,” she told Leo with a seductive smile, finding the beat inviting. “Would you care to dance, Mr. Solomon?”
“I would, but you’re terrible at it,” he replied with a wink, and then seemed to change his mind when she pouted playfully. “It’s a good thing I’m just as bad, if not worse.” He grabbed her
“Casanova,” Leo answered, peering down at her. Cassie’s smile dominated her face within seconds, and she could tell he was pleased by her response.
“You’re really gonna do that?”
“Of course, love. It’s perfect, just like you,” he replied, and sealed his mouth over hers before she could respond to his compliment. He then picked Cassie up and carried her back to the bedroom, where he undressed her slowly. Leo kissed and nibbled at her curves, stroked and caressed her skin with gentle touches. He was languid and sensuous, taking his time to show her how much he cared.
When she was finally naked, Leo pressed Cassie’s thighs apart and smiled down at the sight of her.
“What?” she asked, her hands going down to instinctively cover her exposed core. With one shake of his head, Leo stopped their progression.
“Look at you,” he whispered. “There was a time when me touching you would make you tremble and cry. Now?” His fingers caressed her swollen nub and then delicately traced the tiny scars she’d once hidden away from him in fear. “Now, you own these. They’re your flawless imperfections, Cassie. I love that you’ve stopped letting your past rule you.” After a soft kiss to her nether lips, Leo kissed his way up toward her mouth.
It was all a little too much for Cassie. Despite what he thought, she felt like a fraud. There were so many times it was as if she was barely holding it together. Cassie wanted to be strong and independent. She wanted to be free and happy, but wasn’t sure if it was actually possible with all the baggage she had dragging behind her.
Jonah had given her those scars—and he’d died because of her foolish attempt at retaliation for them. Victor had taught her not to fear the scars—and he’d died proving just how much he thought he owned the rest of her. Leo wanted her to own them, and yet Cassie wasn’t sure she could.
If anyone had conquered her trauma that’d once been so debilitating, it certainly didn’t feel like her. Cassie had asked Leo to own her, and he’d accepted. Perhaps he’d taken ownership of her flaws too? She felt like hers was acceptance out of necessity more than progression. So many worse things had happened since Jonah had gone crazy and hurt her, and sometimes staying numb to all of it was the only option she had left.
“I don’t own them, they’re simply no longer the worst of my scars. The ugliest ones are on the inside. I don’t want them to hurt, but they do. I want to be over it, and I want to be beautiful and strong for you. But sometimes I can’t do it.” Cassie took a deep, faltering breath. “Hold me, Leo. Please,” she begged, and knew she’d caught him off guard by the look in his eyes.
He immediately pulled her to him and fused their bodies together. Leo nestled himself between her thighs and she hooked her feet around his ankles so that they were truly intertwined.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he whispered, over and over again. “I love you. You’re more than beautiful to me. You’re perfect.”
***
Later that night, Cassie took Leo’s arm and let him lead her into the heaving nightclub. They bypassed the queue and were immediately taken to the VIP area, where champagne awaited them. Roger watched from a few feet away, as did Leo’s hired help, and Cassie did her best to ignore their goon squad and enjoy herself.
“I like the music,” she told Leo with a seductive smile, finding the beat inviting. “Would you care to dance, Mr. Solomon?”
“I would, but you’re terrible at it,” he replied with a wink, and then seemed to change his mind when she pouted playfully. “It’s a good thing I’m just as bad, if not worse.” He grabbed her
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