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Leon’s voice comes again, only this time it’s less playful. “What did he say to you last night, Vivian?” Hespeaks my name like a caress, but I can still hear the possessiveness in it.

Leon isn’t touching me, but I’d bet my next semester’s worth of student loans that he’s less than a hair’s breadth away from me.

I refocus my attention on Conner.

“I did, yeah.” I start, trying to let him down easy. Conner looks so full of hope, and I feel guilty for rejecting him. “Look, I really adore you, but honestly, it’s as a friend. You nailed it last night when you said I’d been through some stuff. I…” I pause for a moment, trying to find the right words but not reveal too much about my past.

“I’m damaged, Conner. I don’t really think of you that way, or anyone for that matter. I’m broken.” I finish with a small smile, hoping Conner won’t press any further.

“Don’t think about anyone that way? Hmm….” Leon whispers as he lets one of his hands trail a line down my spine. My knees go weak. “Liar.” He whispers again, undoubtedly feeling my reaction to him as our bond flares up again.

I shift, this time nailing one of Leon’s feet under my heel. Conner’s look of hope has vanished. Instead, he’s frowning, but in understanding, not anger. “I’m really sorry that you’ve been through some stuff, Viv. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed, but I get it. Or at least as much as I can from the outside. I’m here for you if you ever want to talk about what happened to you, okay?” He finishes.

I can see he’s completely earnest. I’m yet again shocked at how amazing my new friends are. I didn’trealize how terrified I was that this conversation would end our friendship. But Conner offers me his goofy smile and continues. “Well, I’ve got to finish this term paper today, so I’d better get going. I hope you have a great break, Viv.” He finishes, readjusting his bag onto his shoulder.

“Thank you, Conner, truly,” I answer, and I mean it. “Have a great break, too,” I call as I wave him off.

Once I’m sure we’re alone, I turn to where I think Leon is standing and whisper. “What the hell was all of that about?”

Leon’s voice reeks of false innocence. “I haven’t the foggiest clue what you’re talking about.”

I roll my eyes. “I think you like making me uncomfortable.”

“I wouldn’t dream of making you uncomfortable, Vivian. I just find I cannot quite stop myself from making you blush. I like the way your body reacts to me. It’s...” Leon pauses as if trying to choose the right word. “Intoxicating.”

From the heat that radiates from him, I know that if I shift my posture slightly, I’ll be enveloped by him. Leon must sense where my thoughts are headed through the bond because he becomes fully visible as he pushes me up against the wall.

I gasp at his sudden appearance and at the feel of his body pressing into mine. The leather of his pants creates some very well-placed friction against my dress, especially since I’m still overly sensitive from the orgasm he just gave me.

Leon presses both his hands against the wall on either side of me, caging me in. His stare is hungry as he takesme in, he looks at me as if he has me exactly where he wants me.

“Such a nice little life you’ve built for yourself here, Vivian.” His voice is soft, but his gaze has that feral edge again. “And so damn eager to return to it.” He continues as he lowers one of his hands to grip my ass, pulling me even closer to him.

My body responds instantly — the overwhelming need to be as humanely close to him as possible courses through the bond. I start to burn with the need for it, and the only thing that stops me from acting on my desire is the very public place we’re currently standing in.

At this point, I should know Leon doesn’t share my reservations about public demonstrations of affection.

He lifts me so that my pussy grinds against his hard length, kissing a trail up the side of my neck. “Leon,” I whisper, trying to remember how to breathe. “This is a public place. Someone could come inside.” I try to slip out from under his arms.

Leon growls at my attempt to shake him off and responds by grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head with one of his own. “Let them watch. I want them to know who you belong to.”

His eyes drink me in a moment longer before his mouth settles on mine in absolute possession. His tongue plunges into my mouth, demanding and rough.

I go lightheaded as the bond reacts, sending bolts of heat and pleasure through me. I grind my body against him as I kiss him back.

Leon uses his free hand to lift the hem of my dress up my legs until it only reaches my upper thighs. I gasp atthe feel of the cool wall behind me, pressing against the exposed lower curve of my ass.

“Tell me you don’t want this, Vivian. Tell me to stop.” Leon stops kissing me to whisper against my neck.

I can’t answer. At that moment, his hand slips under my dress, making its way up my inner thigh. In my hurry this morning to grab clothes from my closet, I didn’t pause at my underwear drawer. Not wanting to wear the same underwear I slept in, I went without.

Leon growls at my lack of immediate answer, letting go of my hands to wrap his around my throat. My hands immediately grab his arm, trying to free myself.

Leon ignores my pushback and continues his trail up my thighs. “If you aren’t going to answer me when I ask you a question, then I’ll make it so youcan’tanswer, Vivian.” His voice is domineering.

When his fingers graze my bare centre, Leon groans. He releases my neck just enough for me to gasp and let out a small moan. Without hesitation at the slickness he feels, his mouth descends on me for another bruising kiss just as his fingers plunge inside of me.

Letting go of my neck, Leon grips my thigh, pulling it around him. I moan into his mouth, wrapping my other leg around him and hanging on to him for dear life.

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