Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 860 : Taken Care Of

*Bianca*

I had been asleep, lost in a dream. A dream about Leo, again. I was shameless, but I had no control over my subconscious while I dreamt. When Leo had tapped on my bare shoulder, I thought it was merely a part of my dream. That was until I heard him saying my name, just above a whisper.

There had been a part of me that wished I could have remained within my dream. Seeing Leo inside my room in the middle of the night confused me at first. Thoughts of all the possibilities of why he was hovering over me while I slept in my bed flooded my mind. All of which didn’t end up being the case.

Leo had woken me up to tell me he had taken care of Matteo. Again, I had felt confused. What does that even mean? Taken care of? In what way?

“What do you mean you took care of him? How?” I asked, sitting up as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He hesitated for a moment, as if he was trying to think of what he should tell me, or shouldn’t. “I know a cop. He owed me a favor. Matteo is sitting in handcuffs as we speak.”

“You had him arrested?” I blinked widely, not believing it.

“I told you I would take care of it, and I did,” he replied, thoughtfully.

So many questions plagued me. Though, I had a feeling Leo wouldn’t be willing to answer any of them.

“What was he arrested for?” I decided to ask anyway.

He ever so delicately shook his head. I would have missed the movement entirely if I hadn’t already been looking at him.

“You don’t need to worry about the details, Bianca. What matters is that Matteo is going to be locked up for a very long time and he won’t be getting out,” he said, gently placing his hand on my blanket covered knee. “You are safe.”

Our eyes met and I couldn’t help but stare into them. I was safe. I was safe because Leo cared enough about me to take care of the man who had been making my life hell. Leo was an amazing man, I had to admit. Even if he appeared as a mystery. He took action, he wasn’t just another man who spoke empty words. I felt so much appreciation for him in that moment.

Without thinking, I fell into him. Wrapping my arms around him tightly. Waves of relief and happiness washed over me. I had been so terrified of that man for so long and I was finally free of him. Free of his harassment, his stalking, his sick games he weaves into other people’s lives. I took a deep breath, finally feeling like I could. When I inhaled, Leo’s scent affected every one of my senses.

I had to calm myself down as I wasn’t sure what was coming over me. My happiness possessed the entirety of my being for a moment. Getting carried away by the feeling of being in his arms late at night, sitting on my bed. I lifted my head from his chest, slightly pulling away from him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get carried away there,” I tried to laugh it off.

Leo’s charming smile greeted me. “You don’t have to apologize for hugging me. I kind of like it.”

We gazed into each other’s eyes. My breathing was heavy as my eyes bounced between his full lips and his incredibly blue eyes. Too many thoughts and desires fusing together, I couldn’t form a rational thought to save my life.

I wanted Leo. I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted a man in my entire life. I wanted him in the ways I had dreamed of with him, but I wasn’t entirely sure if he was feeling the same. We live together and that could complicate things. But if I had to be honest with myself, I didn’t care one bit. All I could think about was how good his lips would feel on mine.

Then, without warning, my reality mirrored my dreams. Leo’s lips pressed gently against mine. A small gasp left my lungs as I quickly melted into him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, getting closer to him. Strands of his hair glided smoothly between my fingers. It turned out, his lips felt even better than I had imagined.

His hand caressed my cheek while his mouth devoured mine. Tiny bumps rose on my skin in all the places his other hand touched. My entire body radiated heat, as if he had started a fire within me. His lips moved from mine, latching onto the skin between my chin and neck. He kissed down the side until he reached the top of my shoulder, baring his teeth as he bit down gently.

Again, without warning, he pulled away from me slightly. Our eyes met and I felt hungry for him. Hungry for his lips to resume their place on my skin.

“What’s wrong?” I breathed.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asked in a deep voice I had never heard before.

His face was so serious, not a hint of a smile to be seen. His deep stare captivated me. No words met me at the surface, instead I pulled him back where he belonged. My lips crushing his, I felt confident he understood my answer.

Without hesitation, he scooped me back up in his arms. He threw the blankets to the side, lying his muscular body beside me. I draped my leg around his side, pulling him closer to me. Why had it felt like I couldn’t get close enough to him?

His lips found mine once again and a quiet moan escaped me. Leo gripped me slightly harder when he heard me moan.

“I want you, Leo,” I whispered upon his lips.

“You can have all of me, Bianca,” he whispered back before pulling my tank top over my head.

Leo grabbed one of my breasts, gently squeezing before adding more pressure. My head tilted back from the pleasure of the pressure. While he gave both of my breasts his undivided attention, I moved my hand down his jeans.

“You can take them off, love,” he breathed, kissing my neck.

I unbuttoned his jeans and slid the long zipper down. Before I could do anymore, he sat up slightly, removing his shirt and jeans. His entire body was exposed and I couldn’t help but admire how beautifully sculpted he was. My hands took on a mind of their own as they softly traced the outline of his abs. Traced the protruded veins along his arm until I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his face into mine.

Leo was like a Greek God, and I had him all to myself. Every chiseled aspect of him. All mine. I couldn’t lie, it felt good. Having a man like Leo, so thoughtful and caring, to claim me as his own as our naked bodies collided.

My royal blue pajama shorts made of silk got lost somewhere on the bed as he slipped one finger inside me. My nipple found its way into Leo’s mouth as he slipped a second finger inside. He sucked and nibbled, massaging it with his tongue until I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled his head up by his hair, crushing my lips into his.

“Leo, please,” I begged, wrapping my hand around his hard length. “I want you inside of me.”

“As you wish, love.” He smiled, kissing me.

A sudden feeling of emptiness plagued me as I became vacant without his fingers. He climbed on top of me, admiring me for a moment before bringing his body closer to mine.

“You are so beautiful,” he breathed, staring into my eyes.

Before I could respond, the entirety of me became overwhelmed by pleasure as I felt his hard length push inside me. His head fell against my shoulder, and I quickly wrapped my arms around his head, gripping strands of his hair. He filled me up in a way no man had ever been able to before. Moan after moan played like a soft melody in the air between us.

My fingers gripped the sheets as he hovered above me, lifting one of my legs to rest on his shoulder. I could see all of him. He kissed my leg, and gripped each breast as he slid himself in and out of me. His focus would dance between my eyes, my breasts, and between my legs. How was it possible for him to devour me with just his eyes?

When he lowered himself onto me once again, I wrapped my legs around his back. My fingernails dug into his skin as he pushed himself even deeper inside me. I was so close to the peak, and I could tell he was too.

It was safe to say, all the thoughts that had filled my head before were no longer present. They had drowned the moment I felt him inside me and I wasn’t sure if they would ever resurface. Nothing in that moment seemed to matter except him and I. All the questions, the mystery of Leo, all seemed to vanish.

Our bodies created a rhythm together and it didn’t take long before we both moaned in pleasure as we peaked. He allowed his body to relax on top of mine as we caught our breath for a moment. Shortly after, he rolled over to the side. I was still reveling in the feeling of bliss when he pulled me closer to him, stuffing his arm under my head. I snuggled up against him, draping my arm over his waist. I felt good. This felt good.

Until it didn’t. When I woke up the next morning, Leo was gone. After the experience we had shared the night before, the snuggling afterwards, I hadn’t been expecting to wake up alone.

Why did he leave? When did he leave? Did he fall asleep beside me and then wake up, realizing we had made a mistake by sleeping together so soon? Or did he wait until I fell asleep before sneaking off?

Did he regret having sex with me?

I laid in bed, still naked, recalling every touch, every kiss, every word that created what I had thought to be a perfect moment between us. My fingers ran along my lips gently as I remembered how his lips felt upon mine. My fingers glided down my neck, lingering over my breasts as the memory of my nipples between his wet lips haunted me.

I threw the blankets off me in a sudden fit of frustration. If Leo held any regret towards last night, I wouldn’t know what to think. What to feel. How could I continue living in the same house as him? Where would I live?

All those thoughts I had before our bodies collided, came rushing back all at once. Except now there were even more thoughts haunting me. I supposed I could just talk to him about it. See how he is feeling and find out why he left me alone in bed after being inside of me. I couldn’t lie, I felt hurt and confused. He could have at least left a note or something.

I guess there was only one thing I could do, get the hell out of bed and get the answers to my questions. Whether I would get honest answers from Leo was still up in the air. He had a habit of not telling me the whole truth of things. If I were to expect anything different now, I would be setting myself up for disappointment. I had to tell myself this, just in case.

There was one thing I had to admit to myself... I hadn’t wanted him to regret having sex with me the night before. If anything, I had hoped it would happen again. And again. His body against mine felt like the most natural thing in the world to me. By the way he touched me and stared into my eyes, I had thought he felt the same.