Page 40 of Power & Punishment

"No response, Cara?” he asks, his breath dancing up and down the side of my neck. “You know what I think?” he asks, firing off another question that I have no intention of answering.

He leans back slightly, but keeps his lower half pressed tightly against me. The back of his hand reaches up to caress my cheek, but I use what little will power I have left and jerk my head away. That doesn’t dissuade him, though. It only makes him press against me harder.

So hard that I have to swallow a moan.

“I think that you like it when I corner you,” Leo begins. His hand travels down the length of my body, landing at the middle of my thigh. “You can play pretend all you want, but I feel the way your body responds to me. I know you’re tired of pretending you’re a good girl, so let me show you how good it feels to have something you shouldn’t want.”

I swallow hard, scared to meet his eyes. His fingers keep inching their way up, getting closer and closer to my soaking wet core.

Logically, I know I can disarm him.

If I wanted to, he’d be on his knees in seconds. But no matter how much I try to tell myself this is a bad idea, the argument isn’t convincing enough.

Leo lets out a low chuckle, his body vibrating against mine. “Do you want me to touch you, Emilia?”

I blink slowly, letting out a shaky breath. If I cross this line, there’s no going back.

At some point, I force my eyes to connect with his, and I swear a spark of electricity sizzles between us.

I don’t say anything. But as my head bobs up and down, I fight against the conflicting feelings ravaging my brain.

“Finally,” he groans, sliding his hand that last sinfully painful inch right up my inner thigh. I suck in a sharp breath as his index finger glides across my slit.

“You’re absolutely soaked, Cara,” he whispers, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip. “So ready for me.”

Before I can regain my senses and push him off, his free hand comes up and undoes my towel in one simple movement. Goosebumps rise across the surface of my skin, and my already firm nipples become ice-cold peaks.

Leo’s gaze sweeps up and down my naked body with lust. It’s a look he’s given me multiple times, but this one becomes ingrained in my mind like the beginning of a nasty addiction I already can’t stand.

“Sei bella,” he says, the tip of his finger now hovering above my clit. Blood rushes in my ears, and the entire room feels like it’s spinning. All I can focus on are his eyes cutting through me like glass.

“Are you ready for that kiss?” Leo asks, humor somehow twisting into the sweet seduction pouring off his tongue.

“No,” I say, remembering his words from last night, but I don’t move. Instead, I turn my head and hope that it will be enough for him to be the one to back off. But I have no such luck.

Leo lets a low rumble slip from his throat. And then he buries his face in my neck. I whimper as he assaults my throat with his tongue. His hand moves from my center to my hip like some cruel joke.

“Can you n—not take a hint?” I ask. It’s my one last stand of defiance even though I’m basically putty in his arms.

“Yes,” he sighs, pulling back. “But I have to trust my gut and my gut tells me that no matter how much you fight it, you want me, Emilia. Just like I want you. And I always get what I want.”

I grind my molars together, fighting the churning sensation in my stomach. “You’re such an—oh!”

Leo cuts me off, his thigh slamming between my legs and right where I need the friction. Sparks explode everywhere.

“You’re making a mess on my slacks,” he tsks, his eyes darkening.

I suck in another sharp breath. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I manage, forcing my hands away from the cold locker as I clutch his shirt for balance. “This is a lapse in judgment.”

Leo hums—the sound vibrating across my body and sending pressure straight to my hips.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he begins, leaning in to whisper his devious plan in my ear. “I’m going to stroke that sweet little pussy of yours until you’re right on the edge, but you can’t come until you ask me nicely.”

“Fuck you,” I seethe, but it only fuels the fire.

“So impatient,” he smirks. “Don’t worry, Cara. We’ll get there. For now, I’m just going to sample my meal.”

He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks on them until they’re covered in his saliva. My heart thumps against my ribs like a wild animal as he presses his moist fingers against my entrance and glides them up until they are pressed firmly against my clit.