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aching, and as much as I love it, I really need to finish my essay. This is the last piece of coursework I have left. My three years of insane studying boils mostly down to this, and I can’t focus because the heat of his bare skin beneath me has me incapable of thinking of anything other than the way he feels inside me.
“Stop distracting me…or…” I don’t know what to threaten him with because I want him to devour me again. The thought of it is enough to make my toes curl.
Throwing my papers on the ground, beside Toby, I look up at Leo. His eyes always have the power to steal my breath. It’s crazy, but I find it impossible not to get lost in his rich green depths.
Every time our eyes meet it feels like he steals a little more of my soul. I’m slowly drowning in him, losing myself to him.
“Or?” The teasing lull of his voice is soft, but there’s this grit to it that has me crossing my legs tightly together, even with his hand splayed right over my underwear.
I have to wonder if he knows the affect he has on me. If it’s something he does on purpose or a natural reaction between the two of us. Maybe it’s both.
“Or I’ll leave.” There’s no intent behind my words, and he knows that. There’s assurance in the grin he’s giving me as his hand pries my thighs apart, his fingers rubbing the wet lace of my thong. “I’m serious.”
“Yeah?” Leo quirks his brow, his smile straightening into a sharp line that makes his face look fatally gorgeous from every angle. “Try.”
It’s a flirtatious but intent dare. He’s playing, but at the same time he’s asserting his power over me. I like it…a lot.
A thrill races through me as I lean up from his lap and his hand slaps lightly at the hot flesh between my legs. The way my pussy clenches, God, it’s like I can still feel him filling me. The needy ache burns me from the inside out and I’m sure that if I talk right now, it will be nothing but a rasp.
Getting up from the sofa I head to the open plan kitchen, I need a cold drink, or a shower, anything that will stop me from giving him what he wants easily. Leo wants to play after all. I can play. I can make him work for his win. There’s no point in me lying to myself about any other outcome, I already know that he’ll be the victor.
More than that, I want him to be. I want him to own me.
“You know, you can’t run from me, Little Girl.” Wrapping his arms around me, he sinks his teeth into my earlobe and walks me forward until I’m bent over the kitchen side. Releasing it with a pop, he says, “I’ll always find you, Cass. Always. And when I do, I’ll make sure you know exactly who you belong to and that you never forget.”
My racing heart sputters against my ribs as he palms my arse with one of his hands. His hardening cock presses between my arse cheeks even through his underwear and I am almost unable to hold my legs strong.
“And how are you going to do that?” Trying to sound unaffected is a pointless task at this point. My skin is burning up to the point that I feel like I’m about to break a sweat from simply being held by him.
I fully expect him to reply back with some spirited remark that is as rapt as it is cautionary of all the things he could do to me. I’m waiting in expecting silence as he pulls my hips back and runs his hands down my thighs and back up until they’re pushing my arse cheeks together.
I’m unsure of what he’s going to do next, and the anticipation alone has me grinding back onto his groin.
“Stop,” he grits, his hands squeezing my flesh until it pulses for him.
“Aren’t you going to own me, Leo?” I push back into him. “Show me who’s boss? Who I belong to?”
The air dries up in my lungs when he thrusts forward and my hips hit the edge of the counter. The pain sparks through me like a turn of a key in the ignition, and I am ready for more.
“You want me to own you, Cassie? Is that what you want?”
A shudder runs through me as he lowers his mouth to the crook of my neck and licks at my flesh. It’s such a languid caress, but it holds promise of fire and more of the ache building inside me.
“What are you waiting for, Little Boy?”
A low growl vibrates from his lips and in a swift motion he spins me and throws me over his shoulder. His hands are holding on tight to the tops of my thighs, and all I can do is watch as his arse tenses with his every movement.
This man is a true work of art. His body is fluid, but there’s so much strength in his limbs. They’re rigid and chiselled, and I can’t believe that a man like him could even want me with half of the intensity he does.
Toby is following behind us, his eyes intently on me and a low growl echoes down the corridor when Leo smacks my arse and the air out of me.
“Go growl somewhere else, buddy.” Slamming the door behind us, he moves to his bed and throws me on it. Before I can right myself his hands grip my ankles and in one swift jolt, he flips me onto my belly.
Saliva pools in my mouth and almost chokes me with the way his thumbnails rake up my legs before he tucks my knees under me so that my arse is in the air.
I know what’s coming before it happens. I can feel the violent need between us push and pull. And when his hand comes down on my arse hard, I scream. It’s a silencing shrill sound that makes the air around us buzz.
“Is this what you want, Cassandra?” Leo asks.
