Page 108 of Her Wicked Plan

His hand falls, releasing me to listen to his order. I hoist myself on the cool surface, waiting for him to tell me what to do next.

The way I would do anything this man tells me to is unnerving. Never in my life had I obeyed an order given to me, but with him? Leo could give me one look, and I’d drop to my knees.

“The sweater.” He points to the cardigan wrapped around my body. “Lose it.”

Bringing the fabric over my shoulder, I peel it off and toss it into the chair I should sit in. The rush of cold air coasting against my skin also raises goosebumps all over my body. My heart keeps that quick beat in anticipation of what will happen.

Leo has since moved and is standing before me. He removed his white dress shirt, revealing a white tank top beneath it. And his tattoos. The sight of those alone causes my mouth to water.

The white fabric of his tank top also leaves his body, and he tosses it in his office chair. Leo breathes heavily as my eyes wander down his body, inspecting each spot of black ink.

I reach out my hand, gently tracing the lines of the snake under his pec. A hiss of breath escapes him at my touch, but I remain focused on the tattoo. The details are amazing.

Each scale I traced my finger across was done so well. My eyes leave the snake to look at the many designs on his body. They were all perfectly done. Small individual pieces of art on the most beautiful man in existence.

Leaning forward, I press my lips to the snake. His body stiffens, and a groan pulls from his throat. I look at him through my lashes. “Are you finally going to fuck me?”

“Not today.” He shakes his head, making me pout. “You made me a promise to me only yesterday, Vee. I will need to see you keep it to give you what you want.”

“Why?” I move away from his body. “You don’t believe I will keep my word?”

“Actions are better than words, little angel.” He cups my chin between his fingers. “Once I see you keep your promise, I will fuck you. That is my promise to you, and God, I hope you can be a good girl and keep your word.” His thumb brushes against my bottom lip. “Because I’ve been dying to have your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.”

My lips part at his words, and he shoves his thumb into my mouth. Eagerly taking whatever he gives me, my tongue swirls around him in circles, lapping up the taste of him.

“Fuck, Vee.” He moans desperately. “You could make even an angel sin with this mouth of yours.”

His words make me smile around him because it’s what I’m counting on.

Leo pulls his thumb from my mouth, and his hands meet the waistband of my sweats. Telling me to lift, the palms of my hands push up against the desk, helping him remove them.

“Why do you call me little angel?” I ask as the fabric works its way down my legs. “I’m anything but.”

He smirks. “True. You do things at your own pace. Say whatever the hell you want without thinking of the consequences. You even killed before.” A soft kiss presses to my inner thigh. “You instill fear in others, making them cower when you’re near. You’re the devil in disguise.” He lifts his eyes to me. “But when you’re with me, you change. You act different with me, and you listen like an angel. You obey me as if I were your God.”

“I don’t believe in God.”

“And yet, here I am.” His teeth graze my skin. “I’ve told you before, Vee, I am your God. Even though I kneel before you, you will always worship me on your knees like the perfect little angel you are, isn’t that right?”

I nod, wetting my lips. “Is this how you plan on showing me why you can’t go out with her?” My breath stutters as he inches deeper between my legs.

“Yes.” A cool breath of air hits my sensitive clit. Then he lightly licks me. “I know she won’t taste like you.” He strengthens his hold on my hips, dragging me closer to him. “You have a taste I crave . . . that I need. No one else can provide me with what I desire this much.”

Dipping his tongue down, he enters me fully. I’m half off the desk now, my legs draped over his bare shoulders as he devours me like a meal.

I want to use my hand to muffle the sounds that want to blast out of my mouth, but I’m afraid if I loosen my grip on the edge of his desk, I’ll fall backward.

His tongue pushes deeper into me. One of my hands frees itself from the desk and dives into his hair. Leo’s dark eyes stare at me, sending me into a spiral.

Moans vibrate against my body as he continues fucking me with his tongue, only stopping when he moves up, sucking my clit harshly into his mouth. At this moment, I feel weak. My stomach starts to clench, and my thighs close in around his head.

“I want all of it.” He pants against me. “Drown me in it, Vee.”

That was my undoing.

My fingers in his hair pull tighter, his mouth and nose buried in me, and he is uncaring that I am suffocating him. He moans again, and I give him everything I have.

My head falls back, and a soft cry leaves me. It’s the only noise I allow passed my lips as I continue through my orgasm. Leo is the only man that I’ve ever been with who can give me a proper orgasm.