Page 182 of Her Wicked Plan

“Is that all you got?” I bait with a breathless laugh.

A noise rumbles deep within his chest before he leans his body over mine, hand clutching the back of my neck. “You want more, little angel? You want me to make you see stars again?”

“Not sure you can do it more than once.”

As he moves backward, he takes me with him. He slips out of me and sends me to the ground. Once I am on my knees facing away from where he is standing, his hand finds the middle of my back, and my body folds.

Face down on the rug placed on the floor, my ass up in the air. My arms that were at my side are now behind my back, being bound with his belt.

When the hell did he take that off from when I was on the desk till now?

“I could easily make you see stars again. Make you think you’ve died and gone to Heaven.” His hand comes down hard on my ass. “I could do it every single time I fuck you, but not right now. You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because my little angel wants to be a little devil now, and Devils don’t get rewarded.” He kneels behind me. “Devils get punished.”

Slamming himself inside of me, I gasp in shock. This angle allows him to go even deeper, hitting places I didn’t know existed. He has a death grip on my hips, hoisting my bottom half until my knees are barely touching the floor.

The strength in which he holds is one where you’d think his hands would mold into my skin. I won’t be surprised if his fingertips left permanent imprints. And the way he drives into me with such power, I’m afraid for the first time he might break me.

The way I am positioned, I can’t lift my head to glance back at him. My body is completely at his mercy, and he continues his movements. A sadistic laugh spills out of him, sending chills down my spine.

“What a mess you’re making of my cock already, Vee. Too bad you won’t get to come all over it.”

“What?” Panic rushes through my voice because, at any moment now, I am going to explode.

“Like I said, Devils don’t get rewards, meaning you don’t get to come.” He plunges deeper, pausing his hips as he stays still inside of me.

“I can't... I can’t hold it.” I whimper. Tears line my vision as the orgasm I need is right on the edge, begging to be pushed over.

“Too fucking bad.” Slowly, he removes himself out to the tip, only to ram right back into me. I squeeze my eyes shut, focusing on anything but the impending release that is building within me. “Bad girls get to be left on the edge.”

“Leo.” I cry out quietly, a soft plea for him to let me come because if not, I might not survive.

He speaks no more words. His grunts and moans fill the surrounding space until he spills inside of me. A few more thrusts and I would have been thrown over the edge with him.

Sadly, he stills his hips as he empties himself. He is careful to pull out, knowing how sensitive I fucking am.

“Fuckkk.” He draws out the word. “I’ll never get tired of you.”

He cleans me off first, although I didn’t come, then he wipes himself off. The cool air hits the skin on my wrists once he unhooks the belt and slides it through the loops of his pants.

Seeing as my sweats only made it to my ankles, Leo pulls them up for me.

My eyes remain forward, dazed with lust and frustration. Silently begging the man behind me for a release I know won’t come. A dryness takes over my mouth. I lick my lips, and my next words come out hoarse.

“Am I just a distraction to you?”

Leo stops what he is doing and peers at the side of my face. “What?”

“Am I only a distraction for you?” The question came out of nowhere, but I had to ask it.

“Is that what you think?” His hands rest on my hips.

“Maybe.” I shrug, my eyes falling to the spot I was lying in. “It’s just... that’s all I could ever be for you, right? A distraction because I can’t be anything else. I can’t be your girlfriend, that’s for sure. Not in this place.”

“If things were different, Veronica,” he says, my gaze finally meeting his. A hand leaves my waist and cups the nape of my neck. “I fucked you before all this shit happened with my mother. You are anything but a distraction.”