My Undoing

Chapter 2- Delicate Subject

Leo's P.o.v

"Why did she leave... Why did I have to make her leave...." He sat in his armchair in his darkened bedroom still half dressed. He reached for his cell mulling over what to write ......"God, why did she have to leave..." he ran his fingers through his messy dark hair and and took a deep breath.... He replayed everything that happened that night with Olivia .... and he felt himself becoming hard again.....

" F**k... She should have stayed...." He took a shark inhail....He thought about Olivia's olive skin against his and how she didn't resist when he lowered her straps, or the delious moans she made when he tasted her..... He loved her wild curls and how they framed her face, her curves... "Oh god her curves...."

After a few minutes he stared at his screen and typed something he knew would hurt her but prayed it would get her to respond... After 20 minutes and nothing he knew he f**ked up, again with his Livia...

"God why did she taste soo good...." the words escaped his lips... thoughts of earlier again crept into his mind as he layed down in sheets that still smelled of her...warm vanilla and berries. He burried his face in his pillows and inhaled her scent again and images of her dropping to her knees as grabbed a fistful of her hair asking and demading for her to say she loved it.....

" I loved the way she screamed my name, her small shallow breaths...F**k the way she looked at me right before she climaxed and the way she tried to hide her face after..... I loved her body and the softness of it, but ..... I can't bring myself to let her in...."

He thought about all the other women he had over the years, all petite, pretty empty girl who liked the idea of being on his arm.... But when he saw Olivia after all these years he knew he had to claim her....