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CHAPTER NINETEEN
‘ORDINARY LIFE’ THE WEEKEND
Fuck, I need him. Today was filled with nothing but fear and pain. My mind is tired and my body aches.
I need Leo like wounds need healing.
Two of Leo's rough fingers slip into my waiting channel. My body comes alive and accepts him with sparks of energy running through my bloodstream. My eyes roll back, and my lungs shake with each breath.
I want to reach behind me, and grab his pulsing member, but Leo holds me to him, keeping my body flush to his.
"You're mine, baby. I'm never letting you go." His husky whisper caresses my ear as his fingers curl and hit my g-spot. The heel of his hand rubbing against my clit has my moans coming out an octave higher.
"Yes. Oh, fuck, yes, Leo."
He adds a third finger, stretching me and making my vision darken. Though I want so much more of him than his talented fingers, I can feel myself reaching the crest of the mountain.
"Say you're mine, Dice." His breathing is as erratic as mine, like he can feel my climax coming too.
I can't make any words come while his fingers continue to push me into a whirlwind of euphoria, so I just nod my head. Unsatisfied with just that, Leo pulls his fingers free. I growl and whimper at the same time, but Leo is unfazed.
"Say it, doll. Say you're mine or you won't get the release your body desperately wants."
"Please, Leo." My mind is muddled with lust. What did he want me to say? Fuck, even if he wanted me to say I’m a crocodile, I’d say it just to get his fingers back on me.
Leo bites the spot where my neck and shoulder meet, "Say you're mine, baby."
Oh, that's right. My mind wakes up, pushes through the fog and registers his words.
Am I his? He has proven himself to me time and time again while I've been denying not only him, but also myself. He does own me. My every thought is of him since the moment he robbed the bank. He owns my body like no one ever has before. It's foolish to say no.
I am his.
I'm the harp in his hands. My body is the strings he plucks like a master harpist.
"Yes. I'm yours, Leo."
Leo stands and pulls me up with him. He steps out of the large tub and scoops me up bridal style, before he walks us to the bedroom, not slipping once even though his feet are wet. It's like he has so much confidence that even the slippery floor doesn’t dare to disturb his steps.
He lays me on the bed with my ass close to the edge. He leans over me and kisses me deeply. Our noses graze, but I don't make a sound, even with the shooting pain. It somehow adds to the moment. Leo trails kisses down my body, touching on each bruise, peppering healing kisses along my ribs and hips.
He spreads my legs wide and I watch him get down on his knees. Leo is like a god worshiping the human, and my core heats at the sight. He spreads my folds with his thumbs and groans.
"I've wanted to taste this pussy for far too long. I want to hear you scream my name. If you don't, there will be consequences. Me entiendes hermosa?" Do you understand me, beautiful?
I bite my lip and nod my head, but Leo wants more than that. I feel the displacement of the air just before a torturous sting blooms on my clit.
He slapped my pussy!
Just like last night, it’s oddly dirty as fuck yet such a turn on. A filthy turn on.
"Mmm," is all I give him. I want more of that!
I undulate my hips, needing more of his heavy hand to give me a reprieve from the pulsating need in my body.
"You want me to slap your quivering little flower? You need me to slap it until you come for me, baby?"
His dirty words have my head tipping back, "Yess! Yes, I’m yours!"
