Chapter 84 Chapter 84: What Is That Style?

Chapter 84 Chapter 84: What Is That Style?
Lilian's POV.

“Now you can't talk? Come on, tell me,” Cole demanded, his eyes fixated on Leon's frame.

“My bad, I didn't realize it was now a crime to stop you from teasing her,” Leon took a bite of his pizza after that, his eyes darting over to me.

Cole started grumbling incoherent words, I wss trying to understand what he was on about. When he wouldn't speak up, I gave up.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly grew tense after that as we ate in silence. I quickly reached for my phone, texting my girls to get myself distracted.

“So no one’s going to talk about the plans for decorations? They're flying in soon, which is like two days from now,” Cole broke the silence, his voice echoing through the room.

Due to my period flow, Leon and I couldn't have sex until the night before my parents arrived. That was our last chance at exploration before we finally called it quits.

However, the next two days were going to be filled with preparing for my parents. I’d really been excited about her arrival even though it meant I'd have to end things with Leon.

Perhaps things were going to be different once she arrived? I stifled a breath, aware that it wasn't possible.

“Lilian can cook, I'll do the cleaning, and you can do the decorating,” Leon declared, rising to his feet.

Cole didn't look happy with the share of duties but he didn't utter any word. We continued eating our food in silence and after a couple of minutes, we all separated to our different rooms.

The next day was already exhausting for me even before I started. After bathing, I threw on some faded black sweatpants and a singlet to match, tying my hair in a loose ponytail.

While applying moisturizer to my face, I mentally steeled myself for all the stirring and chopping I'd have to do.

When I stepped out of the room, Leon was busy cleaning the floor-to-ceiling windows while Cole was lining the railings with rainbow lights.

“Welldone boys,” I greeted as I padded down the stairs.

Neithe of them responded as they were clearly busy with their jobs. I moved into the kitchen, planning to cut all the vegetables first before cooking. I was busy with the carrots, then I moved to the tomatoes and the green peas.

Honestly, I wasn't sure how much time I'd spent in here, and I really wish I could use a helping hand. That was the thought circling my mind when I felt someone hug me from behind.

My heart jumped out of its cage as I glanced over my shoulders, spotting the muscular tall frame smiling at me.

“Oh my God Leon! What a way to greet!” I exclaimed, breathing heavily to relax my nerves.

“Oh my bad,” he pressed a kiss on my cheek, “Good morning princess.”

Hearing him call me “princess” still made my heart flutter.

“Aren't you supposed to be working? You're hugging me in such a suspicious manner,” I pointed out.

Cole was already giving signs that he'd been noticing too much, and the last thing I wanted was for him to find out about us.

Leon snuggled his head into my neck, making my body squirm, “he's gone out for more lights and cardboards. You don't have to worry about us being caught. I was missing you so I decided to come see you.”

He pressed his body closer to me, and though he wasn't hard, I could feel his bulge. Actually, it was impossible to not feel it. He was that huge. My cheeks flushed from the feel of it so I moved away slightly, “Step back. I can feel it.”

“That's the point sweetie.”

I rolled my eyes, withdrawing my hand from the knife, “You shouldn't be doing things like that to me. You know I can't have sex right now.”

I'd been so disappointed by the arrival of my period and he knew about it. So I couldn't understand why he was teasing me, especially when he was clearly aware about how much I'd love to ride him.

Leon's hand drove up my arm softly, stopping at the joined between my arms and my shoulder, “I understand your frustration baby. I also wouldn't want you to start having sex with me whilst on your period, that would hurt. But I could tell you about the things I've got planned for our last night. How about that?”

The idea of that made my core throb, and it made my inability to get fucked less hurting. I mean, if I couldn't do it, I could at least anticipate when I could right?

“Okay, tell me. I want to hear,” I muttered softly, shuddering a breath as Leon's finger moved up to my neck.

“Well, the first thing I'd do is eat that sweet cunt. I'd suck on it, tease it, lick it like it's my last meal,” my heart started racing at the thought.

“Then I'd clamp your cute nipples. I'd then massage your boobs so well and so hard that you'd moan my name repeatedly,” my nipples hardened softly as he spoke.

It felt like the more he talked, the more my brain created an erotic visual montage–one that had me clenching my thighs at his filthy words.

I bit hard on my lips, mentally debating whether I should say the words tearimg at my throat. I hung my head back, leaning on his shoulders, “Wha–what will you do next?”

Leon's breathed over my neck, sending shivers down my spine, “Then I'll fill you up with this,” he rubbed himself against my ass, making me feel his length.

My body thrummed with heat, my breath slowing down.

“I'll fuck you so hard, and so fast…because I know I'll never get the chance to do so again. After that, I'd spend the rest of the night kissing you everywhere,” he mumbled, his voice sounding even more sultry.

He hasn't even touched me and I was already feeling aroused. I turned around, curling my hand around his neck. We locked eyes for a while, flirting with each other through eye contact.

His hands slid around my waist, and I instinctively leaned in, wanting to kiss me but he tilted his head back.

What the fuck was that?