Leah's Seduction: 9 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) (2 page)

Chapter 3

Gianni refilled their wine glasses, and pulled Leah onto his lap. She leaned against him, gazing out the window at the sunset. The summer sky had turned a fiery red, and as the sun dipped lower, blazing shades of gold washed over the park and city below.

Ava’s crazy antics infuriated him. Gianni was determined to gain control of the situation. But for the evening, Leah was his sole focus. He didn’t like seeing her upset, and was relieved to hold her securely in his arms. She had calmed down.

As the wine bottle emptied, they watched the sky pale and then darken. It was enough to quietly watch the view. With Leah on his lap, Gianni became aroused. The emotional start to the evening had shifted to a more tranquil mood.

He touched her cheek, and Leah tilted her head to look up at him. Gianni kissed her soft lips, tasting her sweetness mixed with the wine. She parted her lips, and he raked his tongue next to hers. The way she kissed back turned him on.

Leah nestled against him, and they sipped their wine until it was completely dark outside. “Shall we eat?” he said. “I think Roselyn left one of your favorites, almond chicken.”

She slid off his lap and reached for his hand. Gianni stood, and they went to the kitchen together. After heating it up, they found utensils and went out to the table. He enjoyed the simple things with Leah. A casual dinner at home was one of them.

He poured the last of the wine into their glasses, carved his chicken, and took a bite. “Roselyn has outdone herself.”

“Mmm, this is delicious.”

Watching Leah eat was sensual. She had a way of slipping the fork into her mouth that drove him crazy. Gianni continued to eat, hardly taking his eyes off her. He didn’t know how she turned dinner into foreplay. But that was what happened.

With each bite of food and sip of wine, Gianni’s resistance to her charms wore away. Halfway through the meal, he stared at her. At first, she appeared to ignore him. But he knew her too well. The way her cheeks flushed revealed that she was acutely aware of his attention.

Then she put her fork on the plate and her hands in her lap. Leah’s brown eyes glowed with desire, and Gianni was in no mood for delayed gratification. He stood and lifted her into his arms.

Leah pressed against him, and he gave her a lip-bruising kiss. His tongue swept against hers, and Leah made a sexy sound in the back of her throat. He deepened the kiss.

Releasing her, Gianni pulled her top over her head and tossed it aside. Her pink nipples were visible under the thin bra. He pulled down one cup and sucked her nipple, making Leah whimper. Then he undid the clasp and let the lacy garment slide off.

Her firm breasts were swollen, and Gianni cupped them in his palms. “You are so beautiful,” he said, and leaned in to rake his tongue over the creamy swell of her breasts, and flick her distended nipples. Leah arched her back, welcoming him.

Gianni ripped his shirt off and yanked down his pants. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his clothes. Leah stared at his thick cock, then reached out and wrapped her fist around it. Gianni moaned when she squeezed.

He undid her pants and dragged them down along with her panties. He slipped off her shoes, and she stepped out of her clothes. Then he dropped to his knees and buried his face in her sex. The scent of her arousal was a powerful aphrodisiac. He spread her outer lips with his fingers and dipped his tongue into her cream.

Leah panted and dug her hands into his hair. Her need fueled his, and Gianni stood to lift her onto the table. He spread her legs wide. “I want you to watch me suck your pussy,” he said. “I want you to see my mouth on you when I make you explode.”

Her eyes half closed, and Leah leaned back on her hands, legs spread. Gianni knelt before her and kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs. Then he pressed his lips to her pussy, relishing the heat that radiated from her.

Leah looked down at him, and Gianni raked his tongue along her wet slit. He dipped inside her, then found her tense clit and swirled around the tip. Her panting sped up, and Gianni breathed heavily. Cupping her sex with his mouth, he sucked hard.

The tiny cry she emitted was satisfying. Gianni dipped two fingers inside her and looked up at her. Leah’s eyes were glazed and her skin looked like satin. Slowly, he stroked in and out. Then he twisted his fingers, escalating her arousal.

He put his hands on the back of her knees and draped her legs over his shoulders. “I’m going to make you come, baby. I want you to watch.”

Leah looked down at him and dug her fingernails into his hair. Gianni flicked along her wet opening, and then touched the tip of his tongue to her clit. Her abdomen flattened. Reaching up, he pinched her nipples repeatedly, knowing the edge of pain would push her dangerously close.

He held her outer lips open between two fingers and blew on her. “Jesus,” she gasped. Gianni sucked her clit, gazing up to see that she was still watching. Then he tapped with his tongue, loving how her face flushed.

Then her body stiffened, and Gianni swirled his tongue around the tip of her clit. Mercilessly, he stimulated her in a steady motion. Leah emitted a high-pitched whine. Flicking over her clit and raking his palm over her nipples, Gianni brought her to climax.

Her body shook as the intense waves washed through her. The muscles of her thighs flexed and her sex pulsed. Leah’s eyes were on him as he pressed his lips to her pussy, feeling it throb. The orgasm tore through her, and Leah was impossibly beautiful.

When she relaxed, Gianni breathed in her scent. It was the most erotic smell he knew. He kissed over her sex and stood up. His cock was hard as steel, and his balls ached. Covering her mouth with his, Gianni kissed her with her flavor still on his lips.

Then he slid her off the table and held her in a strong embrace. Lust welled inside him, and there was only one thing he wanted. Gianni turned her around and bent her over the table. He took her wrists and guided her to grab the opposite edge.

“Hold on tight, baby. Because I am going to fuck you hard.”

Gianni brushed her hair aside so he could see her face. He ran his tongue along the curve of her ear and tugged her earlobe with his teeth. “And you can come again. I don’t expect you to hold back. Not with my hot cock ramming into you.”

Leah’s breathing was ragged. He stood between her legs and cupped her firm ass. It was round and luscious. Too pretty to be ignored. The sound when he slapped her bare butt echoed in the room. She moaned, and he slapped her again.

There was a red mark where his hand hit. It was sexy, and he smacked Leah again, knowing how much she liked it. “Does that feel good, baby?”

“Yes…yes.”

Gianni stroked down her spine and over her ass. He raked his fingers between her legs. Leah was so wet. He fisted his cock, letting pleasure spark through him. His balls were tight, and pre-cum dripped from the head.

Spreading her legs wider, Gianni plunged his cock into her. He shoved hard and slid into her wetness. Leah gasped. He put his hands under her with his palms pressed to her abdomen. Then he pulled back and shoved into her again.

Leah was panting loudly, just as he was. He fucked hard, pounding into her. She grasped the edge of the table tightly. Gianni pulled back until he was nearly out, then rocked his hips forcefully. Buried deep, he groaned when Leah pulsed over him.

He should have commanded her to wait. But then, it wasn’t likely he could ignore the power of the release building inside him. Sensation spiraled upward, and Gianni fucked her hard, his balls slapping against her. She cried out in agonized pleasure.

The harder he fucked, the more Leah seemed to want it. And her response to him pushed Gianni over the edge. As he fucked vigorously, his muscles tensed. At that moment, Leah screamed, and her pussy clenched around him.

Gianni’s release gripped him hard, and he poured his cum into her. Leah pulsed around him, and he fucked until he peaked. He cupped her ass and stilled, his cock buried to the hilt. Her hot pussy wrapped around him, and Gianni wasn’t anxious to leave her. Leah let go of the table.

He reached up to touch her cheek, and she kissed his fingertips. Gianni pulled out of her, and Leah turned to sit up. He swept her into his arms and kissed her. Then he carried her to the master bath. A shower sounded good.

Gianni turned on the faucet and followed Leah into the walk-in shower. Under the warm spray, he pulled her close for a kiss. Her breasts pressed against him, and he put his palm on her back. “Leah,” he said.

She looked into his eyes. And he wanted to say it. But the words didn’t come. There was only Leah. Her beauty and her sensuality. Gianni couldn’t get enough. It was impossible to satiate his desire for her.

Soaping up a sponge, he began to wash her. From head to toe, he soaped her up, taking the liberty of feeling her curves. It was a joy to have her near, and to let his hands roam over her slippery body. Leah reached for the sponge, and he let her return the favor.

Admiringly, she massaged the sponge over his muscles, then down his belly to his hips. Her hands slid over his thighs, and then she fisted his cock. Gianni was hard for her, already renewed from the earlier interlude. Leah squeezed his cock, and reached between her legs with her other hand.

It was too damned erotic.

Gianni stepped back, and watched her. He grabbed the base of his cock, arousal stirring fiercely. “Keep doing that,” he said. As he stroked his cock, Leah fingered herself. The sight of her, naked and wet, touching her pussy was hot.

His cock swelled and Leah’s nipples reddened. He watched her expression, noting the softness in her eyes. She moved against the shower wall for support, without moving closer to him. Gianni backed into the corner in a wide stance.

Their gazes locked. Leah rubbed over her clit faster, and Gianni rolled his palm over his hard knob. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She panted softly, and her eyes half closed. It was too much. He couldn’t hold back.

Gianni’s cock lurched in his hand, and he gripped hard, increasing the pace of his strokes. Then Leah cried out, her body stiff, and her legs trembling. He fisted harder, and his cock spurted cum over his chest and abdomen. He came until his legs were weak.

Leah hesitated for a moment, then stepped over to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his chest. He cupped her wet ass. “My God, baby,” he said. “I can’t get enough of you.”

She looked up into his eyes, and a smile touched her lips. “I don’t want you to. Because I want you so much it hurts.”

Gianni kissed her softly, knowing that he’d crossed a threshold. What he had with Leah was beyond anything he expected. The sensations were stronger, the urges deeper. He cared more. And he wanted Leah more than he had known was possible. Gianni was going to have to find the words to express how he felt. Somehow, he had to tell her.

Chapter 4

While Gianni struggled to find a way to tell Leah how he felt, she found yet another way to profess her love. As promised, she had written in the journal he had bought for her. After the amazing night they spent together, Leah sat next to him in the library and held out the treasured book.

He was touched that she offered it, even though they had agreed she would. Still, it was brave. As he turned the pages, she watched his reaction.

Gianni knew it was an important moment. Leah had to feel safe to convey her most private feelings. And this time, he wasn’t reading without her knowledge. She had known full well when she wrote the entries that he would read every word.

Yet it seemed that had not prevented her from opening her heart, something Leah did especially well. He admired how she could be so honest, and in touch with deep emotions. The sentiment choked him up.
When I’m naked with Gianni I feel beautiful. He makes me feel that way.
Leah still didn’t know how gorgeous she was.

Heat flooded his veins at her next phrase:
With a tasseled whip, Gianni flicked my bare skin sharply. It should have been cause for objection, but for me, the opposite is true. The sting is welcome. The bite of it hurts just enough to send sensation shooting through my body.

Leah wanted what he did with her, craved the scenes they played out. Not that he had doubted it. But to see it written, expressed in her way, was better. This journal was going to pave the way for more. Through it, Gianni could read her thoughts.

And it was a relief to read that Leah had put aside her doubts concerning her sexual preference.
Is this bad? Should I not want it? I don’t see how, as in the end it brings only pleasure.
That pleased him. Gianni wanted her to have the satisfaction she deserved. And now she would, even more than before.

Leah squeezed his thigh, and he looked over at her. He could see the question in her eyes, but he wasn’t done reading yet. He kissed her lips, lingering for a moment. Then Gianni turned back to the page.

As he devoured the prose, Gianni tried not to reveal anything. His reaction would be important. There was no way he intended to risk curbing her ability to be open with him. The mutual sharing of her journal was a good thing. The experience was new and fragile. He had to reassure Leah that what she wrote was welcome.

Gianni continued to absorb the message on the pages. One long passage stirred a longing he couldn’t readily deal with. It seemed Leah had gone to the playroom alone, and the experience had brought up emotions that she had been reluctant to fully express before. While reading, Gianni kept his focus on the page in order to hide the effect it had on him.

I love him. He is the only man I’ve loved, or will. That might sound dramatic, but it’s not. It is how I feel. I could say it’s that he gives me pleasure beyond what I have known. Or I could say it’s because he is impossibly handsome, and sexy as hell. All that is true. But it’s the man. It’s who he is. I love Gianni, and that won’t change.

The words echoed in his mind.
It’s the man. It’s who he is
. And there it was. Leah did love him. It went beyond sexual satisfaction. For so long, he had blocked it out. The connection they had was beyond the physical, or even the emotions brought to life by the playroom.

Now he couldn’t ignore it. Leah was saying it clearly. And she meant it. Gianni felt her eyes burning into him, but he didn’t look up. He continued to read.
But over time, Gianni has pushed boundaries. We have done things that I know in my heart I would not have done if I didn’t love him. For with that love, I give all. I can truly submit. I want to. Because the man I love has not only my body, but my heart. And with that, there seems no limit to what we can do together. What I am willing to give.

The rawness pulled at his heart. Gianni had not been given such a potent gift before. He understood the meaning. The possibilities swam in his mind. And he wanted to say something. He searched for the correct response.

But it wasn’t the right time to tell her. Not just yet. But he would. The truth of the situation settled into his heart and soul, and he had not been more certain of anything. Gianni turned to look at Leah. Her brown eyes were wide and questioning.

Leah said nothing.

“I have no words,” Gianni said. “You have poured out your emotions, your feelings, onto the page. I am honored. And I treasure every word.”

It seemed he’d said the right thing, because Leah beamed. Then she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was sweet, loving, and damn sexy, all at once. Gianni’s heart swelled, and his admiration for her rose.

What they had didn’t need a name. But he knew it was special. And that Leah meant everything to him. There was no offhand way Gianni could express that. Having been unaware for so long, and so misguided, he had to handle it right. And he would.

*****

Life didn’t change just because Gianni’s heart had melted. It was just as high pressure and fast moving as it had been before. Plus, the legal situation escalated rapidly. He scheduled a meeting with his attorney to go over the case.

But before Gianni could get a grip, the situation pressed in from all sides. His parents called, shocked at the news. He wondered why he hadn’t thought to warn them. He had been so concerned about Leah’s parents that he had forgotten his own.

His words of reassurance calmed them down. But he knew that would only last until the next media blast. Asking them not to read what was published would be a hopeless request. There would be no way to avoid seeing the headlines, since they originated from so many sources.

Shortly after speaking with his parents, his brother Jacob called. He wasn’t even in New York, but had caught wind of the scandal through social media. Being a year apart, they had been close growing up. His brother knew him well, and when Gianni said it was all lies, Jacob believed him. Gianni promised to let him know if there was any way he could help.

When the attorney conference arrived, the high point of the discussion was about the incriminating pictures Ava claimed to have. If she used them to retaliate, it wouldn’t be good for her case. In a lawsuit there were rules. And leaking evidence to the media wouldn’t work in her favor.

It would reduce sympathy for her cause; a judge or jury would see the ruthlessness of her behavior. They would be less inclined to rule in her favor, and would consider Gianni as the injured party due to the media attacks. The public might devour the controversy, but in the confines of a courtroom, the attitude would change.

Another mark against Ava, should she publicize such photographs, was the legal precedent. There had been a conviction when a jilted boyfriend posted nude pictures of his ex-girlfriend on social media. The charges had been improper photography and visual recording.

Gianni’s attorney held that the same would apply in his case. If Ava produced pictures of sexual activity or nude photos, she could be charged with the same crime as the jilted boyfriend. And likely convicted.

The information was reassuring from a legal stance. But Ava didn’t seem inclined to play it safe. And she possibly hadn’t told her attorney what she had planned. She could be unaware of the consequences. And in her frenzied state, Ava might not care anyway.

If incriminating photographs were turned over to the media, winning a conviction against her would not repair the damage inflicted. The pictures would have already been seen by the public, and that couldn’t be taken back.

The consensus was to wait and see. That didn’t sit well with Gianni. He preferred to take action, but wasn’t clear on what to do. His attorney knew that Dawson was conducting surveillance on Ava. He was up to speed on their discoveries so far.

It was a rat’s nest, and the situation threatened to drag Gianni’s life into the muck. And Leah’s along with it. More than ever, he was determined to protect her from the fallout. What had happened so far was bad enough.

It was only going to get worse. And Gianni was concerned that the public controversy would tear them apart. It would affect their families too. The lawsuit was secondary to what the publicity could do, and already was doing. He had reassured Leah, but that didn’t mean he was blind to what could happen.

Gianni wondered what Ava really did have. He searched the far recesses of his mind, but could not think of any photographs like she claimed to possess. And he was unable to fathom how she had any opportunity to take pictures during a sexual scene.

But whatever came, he had to stay strong, and not allow the untenable situation ruin them. Gianni felt protective towards Leah, and was furious with Ava for going this far. She needed to be controlled. He vowed to gain the upper hand. He had to, or the outcome would be disastrous.