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“Did you come here to seduce me?” I gather her hair in one hand and force her head back so she’s looking up at me. “Because you knew you could? Because I’m weak for you?”
“I’m sick of being the good girl, the dutiful mafia daughter. I’m living my life on my terms now, no one else’s. And I know what I want.”
Whatever resolve I had, or thought I had in her presence, completely snaps. One hand makes contact with her bare hip while the other tugs the rope of the swing so I have her right where I want her.
Every inch of my body sings with anticipation, but it’s not about me right now, it’s about her. My fingertips trail down from her hip towards her inner thigh, tracing small patterns, just brushing the seam of her pussy every now and then.
She sucks in a sharp break. “Leo,” her voice is tinged with desperation. “You need to touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
“No, like touchtouch.”
“And you need to learn patience,” I say through gritted teeth. I take pity on her and allow my hand to connect with her clit, delivering a light slap. She yelps and wide accusatory eyes land on me, but as the sting fades, a look of half-lidded pleasure remains.
“Oh my god,” she grits, “that was…”
“Hot,” I say, finishing that sentence for her. “Has another man ever touched you here?”
“Just fingers, that’s all, but it wasn’t very good. We both didn’t know what we were doing.”
I chuckle low in my throat. That won’t be her experience with me. With my body blocking her from view, I feed one thick finger into her hole, satisfied that she’s nice and slick for me. “We’ll start with one finger and work you up from there.”
I circle her clit with my thumb as my finger plunges inside of her. She’s so ripe for the taking. I can feel how wet she is for me, her tight heat wrapped around my finger is pure heaven. I might be more experienced, but I’m barely hanging on with my dick straining against the fabric of my jeans. She releases a low moan as I work my finger in and out of her while circling her clit. Before I can suck in another breath, she opens her eyes wide and announces, “I’m close.”
“What a good fucking girl,” I growl against the crown of her head. “So responsive. Coming so quickly for me.”
“Leo… I need… oh god,” she grits out, because I know what she needs before she does. And I’m giving it to her.
Pushing in deeper, I work my fingers in and out of her a few times, and then I stay deep, swirling inside of her as my thumb brushes over her tight bundle of nerves, strumming out a perfect rhythm. She goes off like a Fourth of July firecracker, her pussy contracting hard around me. Her gasps turn into loud moans, and I bend down and cover her mouth with my own, swallowing her cries.
Our breaths mingle in the space between us as she drifts back to reality. Bringing my soaked fingers to my mouth, I suck her juice like it’s nectar from the gods. It certainly tastes like it. Her salty tang dancing on my tongue is just a tease. I can barely wait to taste her properly, but for that, we’ll need to go inside.
“Ohmygod.” She barks out a surprised laugh, her cheeks flushed, her blue eyes dancing like she’s made a new discovery. “I had no idea it could be like that.”
I pull her off the swing and smooth down her dress. Not that anyone is paying attention to us, but Aly is mine now. Both her pleasure and her pain is mine to give or deny her.
I’ve always been dominant in bed, I like being in charge, but something about Aly has awakened a primal side of me. I need her under my control. I tilt her face up so she’s looking directly at me when I say, “From now on, your pretty little pussy submits for me and only me. No one else gets to touch you like I do.”
She blinks but doesn’t avert her gaze. “The same goes for you, then. There’s no one else while we’re… doing this.”
“Goes without saying. And Aly, I’m just getting started tonight.” I swat at her ass under her dress, kneading her flesh.
Her eyes darken with lust. For a virgin, and an inexperienced one at that, she doesn’t seem intimidated in the least. She strides towards the house, tossing a beckoning glance over her shoulder.
My laughter is husky as I trail behind her, fully aware of the dangerous game I’m playing. I’d follow this woman into the depths of hell. And who knows, maybe that’s where she’s leading me.
* * *
ALYONA
I had no idea how Leo would react to my request for sex lessons. Honestly, I expected more pushback, more “but think of your brother”—which, incidentally, is the last thing I feel like thinking about—but once I threatened to get my lessons elsewhere, something snapped in Leo.
And now here we are, he’s leading me upstairs to his room, and I don’t know exactly what happens next, but I do know I amhere for it.I’m not the person I was six months ago. After Papa was killed, the predictable, safe world I once stupidly believed in imploded before my eyes. Good or bad, anything can happen, so why should I follow anyone’s rules but my own.
I’m doing what I want when I want. And without a doubt, what I want—what I’ve always wanted—is the man looking at me like I’m his next meal. Kissing Leo at Papa’s funeral was not enough. The memory of that kiss sustained me for the rest of my semester at school. It lit me on fire. Consumed me. And what’s about to happen now, as Leo opens his bedroom door and leads me inside, is the only cure.
The air is heavy and charged, like the atmosphere before a storm, as Leo pulls me into the solid expanse of his chest. Tension ripples between us. The door closes with an audible thud behind us, leaving only the sounds of our breaths.
