Page 179 of Her Wicked Plan

“Veronica. Get on your fucking knees.” Another demand that I don’t care to listen to. “You were so eager yesterday to be a distraction, and yet today, you want to be a brat?”

“What can I say?” I shrug as both hands meet behind my back. “My mood changes like the weather.”

His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek while an aggravated laugh leaves him. “Does my little angel need to be forced to her knees?”

I smile wickedly. “If you think you can get me on my knees.”

It offered as a challenge. And he takes it.

He steps a foot forward, reaching out a hand to meet my shoulder, most likely to shove me down to the floor, but I back away from him in a swift movement.

Not stopping, I slip behind his desk. From here, I notice the way his jaw ticks with frustration. The way his teeth clenched so tightly together from me disobeying him.

“What? You thought it would be easy?” I pout, planting my hands on his desk while my head slants.

“Come on, Vee. You want my cock in your mouth just as much as I want those pretty lips wrapped around it.” He stalks forward in determination, coming around the desk as I race to the other side. He grunts out in annoyance. Oh, this is fun.

“Awe, is someone getting angry?”

“Get over here so I can take it out on you.”

Heat flushes my body, rushing from my head and driving throughout my body like a car on a road trip. It doesn’t stop until it meets the destination at the tips of my toes.

The feeling has scorched all the blood in my veins but feels the most prominent between my legs.

With a lick of my lips, I taunt him. “And where is the fun in that if I submit?”

His eyes darken to a shade that would match the Devil’s gaze. The green in his iris has now grown thinner with how blown out his pupils are with lust. “It might not be fun either way. This is your last chance, little angel. Submit, or else I’ll take what I want.”

We stare at each other during this stand-off. We are on opposite sides of the desk, keeping the distance we both want to erase, me too stubborn to be the one to perform the act.

I could submit to the beautiful man before me, but that would make me too damn easy. I want to continue having a little fun with this. Opening my mouth to say something, I snap it shut in a thin line, knowing I won’t give in.

He can try to take what he wants because there is no way in hell I will submit.

Standing straight up, I remove my hands from the desk and cross them over my chest with a sinful smile playing on my lips.

“Doing this the hard way then.” His eyebrow shoots up, a slow nod following.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he is rushing me.

It was swift, and it caught me off guard. He shoots around the desk with a smooth momentum, and by the time he closes in on me, it registers what’s happening.

I take off halfway to the door, hand clutching the knob, and I almost twist it until his hand dives into my hair, fingers curling to grip the strands roughly. I hiss at the pain radiating from my scalp as he yanks me forcefully back into his chest.

“Does that hurt, Vee?” he whispers in my ear with vexation mixed with a hint of seduction, his free hand wrapping around the front of my throat. I nod because, yes, it hurts. Then again, it’s sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. “Good.”

Leo walks us backward. His hand still braces around my throat as he guides us to his desk. Whipping me around, his large hand never leaves my hair.

Tugging on the strands, he tips my head back until the angle hurts my neck. Pressing a kiss to my jaw, he hums in approval that he has me right where he wants me.

“We only have a certain amount of time,” he mutters between the kisses he was peppering along my skin. “And you wasted some of it by messing around.”

Letting go of my hair, I can only fix the position of my neck before he sends me to the ground. My knees land with a loud thud, surely to leave bruises by tomorrow. He isn’t wasting any more time before un-tucking himself from his pants and the sight alone has me salivating.

Gripping my chin between his fingers, he orders me to open my mouth.

I keep it shut.