"Leonis," I whisper his name into the air like an unholy prayer.
"Call me your Leo. Just like you told your brother." I hear him whisper. Did I say that to Kyle? I don't remember.
"Kiva, call me your Leo." He repeats and pulls down the string at my other shoulder, now baring both my breasts to the beauty of the garden. "Look at me and call me your Leo, Kiva." I now realize my eyes are closed. So I open them, I can see him. Golden eyes of fire staring back at me.
I can't say it. Not when he's looking at me this way. I don't even remember saying that to Kyle. So I turn my head away and close my eyes only to jerk them back open when I feel his hand cup that area between my legs and his lips cover my nipple.
Oh gosh! I'd die. The last time he touched me there, I almost died on the bed. And he's touching me again. "Leonis, don't torture me." I beg.
