Words like that shouldn't be said out loud. Not to a person like Leo and especially not in that kind of situation.
Immediately those words left Becca's lips, Leo felt the remaining form of rationality and restraint he had in him snap with the resolve to wait for her to become more stable being tossed out the window.
Only God knew how long he had waited for her to say those pleasurable yet maddening words. How much he wanted to have her that way. To make love to her.
He had been waiting, even when he knew she wanted him as well, even when he saw how her body reacted to his, he still fucking waited. He wanted to hear it from her, it had always been that. To hear her say it for herself. If it wasn't, Leo wouldn't have kept his hands off her for this long.
He would have claimed Becca that way a long time ago without regrets because he knew she wanted it too. She would fucking love it.
