Unbearble

He pressed himself against the curve of her butt. His right hand remained on her breast as his left hand left its position and traveled between the valley of her breast to wrap around her throat. The soft stroke of his thumb behind her left ear was soothing enough for her to throw her head back against his chest. She closed her eyes, as the feeling of his arousal was too much for her to process.

Deftly, he grabbed her jaw and turned her head to the right, his lips brushing against her cheekbones. “Go wash up.”

Ezra missed the warmth of his body as he let go. She grabbed her toiletries and entered the bathroom mechanically. She stared at herself in the mirror.

What am I doing? She wasn’t prepared for this.

She splashed water onto her face before exiting and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Her body froze as soon her eyes set on the naked expanse of Leo’s back, his sweats clinging low to his hips. He turned around as he heard the door from the bathroom open; Ezra averted her eyes quickly as he walked by her and into the bathroom.

She hadn’t realized she was standing there, rooted and staring into space until she heard the water stop running from the sink. Ezra scurried to her luggage and found what she was searching for the moment Leo came out the bathroom.

His eyes traveled disapprovingly at the item in her hand and strode over to wrench the piece of clothing and threw it back into the luggage.

Leo looked at her over; he could see the apprehension in her eyes. The uncertainty. And he relented . . . for now.

Wrapping his hand around her wrist, he tugged Ezra towards the bed and pushed her gently onto it. Leo climbed in after her, pulling the covers over them and shutting off the lamp.

He pulled her against him, spooning her. She was nervous and he could sense it. Her head rested below his chin and she could feel the puff of breaths swaying baby hairs.

She felt his warm hand on her left hip momentarily until his hand scattered to her pelvis and roamed to the apex of her inner thigh. She bit her lip.

“Sleep,” he whispered faintly.

Ezra closed her eyes.

Notes

Word Count: 390

Leo ^.^ He's such a tease. Do you know what he's trying to do? I was laughing to myself when I was writing the part where he takes her shorts and throws them back where they came from, as if it offended him. He's so fun to write. I have an important question. Do I sound redunant with the sentences in the story? If I do please let me know. I feel like I say the same thing over and over again. *sighs* You guys probably expected something hot and juicy but I had to tone it back down. Patience is a virtue.