Page 83 of The Retaliation You Deliver
“I came for you. I came to help. Use me. Take me. Hurt me.”
“Fuck, Red. You’ve got no idea what you’re asking for.”
“I don’t care, Leon. I want to be here. I want to be what you need.”
He stands once more, his lips crashing against mine as he lifts me into his body and carries me across the room.
I land on his bed with a thud and he immediately goes to my jeans, undoing them and dragging them down my legs, my panties—white cotton again—quickly follows.
Pressing his palms to my inner thighs, he opens me wide and he drops to his knees.
He runs his nose up the length of me, breathing me in. My cheeks heat knowing what he’s doing but the second his tongue flicks my clit, I forget all about being embarrassed by my body and just focus on what he’s doing.
“Leon,” I cry when he sucks me into his mouth.
“Yes, baby. Let the entire house know you’re mine.”
My fingers twist in his hair, my nails scratching at his scalp as he continues to eat me like a starved man.
He laps up all my juices, plunging his tongue inside of me and driving me wild until I’m right on the edge of my release.
But he knows every time I’m almost there because he slows down, changes his angle, his technique, ensuring my release ebbs away making me cry out in frustration.
“You’re an asshole,” I scream when he does it once again, the grip I had on my orgasm slipping once more.
“That’s not news to me, Red,” he mutters against my thigh before biting so hard on my sensitive skin that I’m convinced he’s broken the skin.
He sucks on the skin, lapping at the sting with his tongue making me writhe and my pussy clench on nothing but air with my need for him.
The second he lifts from my leg and looks up at me, I discover I was right because he’s got a little blood on the corner of his lips.
“Y-you bit me,” I gasp, reaching down to wipe the red stain away.
“Yeah. That means you're mine now. I own you, Macie. I have since the moment I looked into your eyes a decade ago.”
My breath catches in my throat as he stares deep into my eyes.
There’s such a huge part of me that begs for me to push my concerns aside and dive head first into whatever this crazy thing with him is, but the sensible side, that’s controlled my life for over a decade, just won’t let go.
She craves safety, security. She needs to know we’re not going to drown. While my wild side wants to swim in Leon’s darkness despite the fact we might just go down together.
But isn’t going under together better than surviving alone?
Pushing my knees to my chest, he crawls on the bed.
“So fucking beautiful, laid out there waiting to be filled with my cock, Red.”
My cheeks burn at his dirty words but I can’t deny the heat that pools in my core.
I keep my legs up as he releases them in favor of pushing his sweats down and releasing his cock. It springs free, brushing against my core and making me shudder with need.
“Leon,” I moan as he takes himself in one hand and teases me.
“Tell me what you want, Red.”
“You, Lee. I want you.”
He drops his cock down to my entrance, pushing in ever so slightly but nowhere near enough.
