I blush as I close my legs. “Doctor’s recommendation, for a very unsexy reason. I kept wearing these girdle things that caused painful ingrown hairs. She told me to stop wearing them or to do laser treatment. Now I like it too. You’re so dirty.”
“And you love it.” I can’t deny it. I swore to myself I wouldn’t bring it up, it was so embarrassing. But the question is hanging in the air. Leo sips his wine. “What?”
I toy with the last bit of fish. Now that I know it isn’t just about sex, I’m wondering about what he really thinks about the things I like. “Does it make me a freak for liking it and for how wet I get when you slap my mound and grab me by the throat?”
Leo’s hand wraps around my ankle, pulling my lower body away from the couch. Leaving my shoulders still up, splaying me wide for him. “A freak? No, sweetness.”
His hand slides along my leg up to my knee before coming inside then sliding back down. “From everything I know about you, that you had to take care of your father alone, without any support, and had to work your ass off to make something of yourself all by yourself, your desires are actually more common than you think.
“Many women, especially women who have to be seen as strong and in control during the day whether it is over a company they manage, or a career, seek to give up control in sex with a partner they feel safe with.”
I’m not sure if I believe him.
“I do believe it is in poor taste to talk about former partners. However, I can tell you it is not the first time I have been with a woman who wanted to be spanked or controlled. I have also received invitations to parties where the entertainment for the evening were women to be publicly used, those women were wealthy, powerful women you would know.”
“You never went to the parties?” I’m curious, it’s not that I don’t believe him, I just wonder why he didn’t go.
“If that is what a woman wants then she should be able to have what she needs to make her feel good. I am not interested in public sex. I also never share my woman. While she is mine, she is mine. There are men and woman who find pleasure in seeing their partner being sexually gratified by another, I do not.”
He forks off a small bit of the macaron and brings it up to my mouth. I take a bite, savoring the raspberry bursting in my mouth. “The other women you’ve been with—”
“I will not discuss the other women I have been with. I do not believe any good will come of it.”
When I don’t open my mouth for the next bite, the fork doesn’t budge. I give in and take the bite. “Why not?”
“Because in the end, it will only leave you feeling insecure about what else I might have done and enjoyed with women you have never met and will never know. When none of it matters because it is you, I am with now. The women who came before you are in the past and should stay there.”
I want to argue with him, only he’s right. The idea of Leo doing to other women the things he’s done to me makes me want to break something. I hate how he’s such a know it all. “Fine. What about you? You mentioned something that first night but then...”
I’m wet at the thought of it even though it sounds so dirty and considering how large Leo is, scary.
Leo smiles knowingly. He leans down to kiss my mound then kills me when he gets up. “I’ll be right back. Finish your dessert.”
He’s joking, right? I push the plate away. Leo is the best dessert there is. When he comes back he has a small box, but doesn’t show it to me, just places it on the ottoman behind him. When he takes off his robe my whole body tightens in anticipation. Oh, his muscles aren’t just hot to look at, when he lifts me like I weigh nothing and sets me on the edge of the couch I swoon a little. The sight of Leo on his knees in front of me is thrilling.
His tongue tastes me along my wet slit. I’m dying, begging for him to open me wider, to no effect. He slides his tongue inside me licking and sucking on my tender folds. My hips come off the couch as he pushes me to the edge again, and again, not letting me come. I’m fighting not to scream when I open my eyes to see he’s grabbed the box and opens it. I blink in surprise at the toy he has in his hand. The round metal shape is something I’ve seen before; the top is a bright pink jewel.
Even as I shiver in anticipation, a lick of fear touches me at what it means. Leo pops the round part in his mouth as he slips two fingers inside me toying with me. I can’t take my eyes off the pink jewel against his lips, wondering what it will feel like inside me.
I open my legs wide, offering myself to him. Taking the plug out of his mouth he slides it down my lips then pushes it into my wet pussy coating it before tracing it down then up. I slide down until only my back is on the couch, Leo hums his approval. “Open for me, sweetness.”
Leo slides his tongue over my wet mound. I follow his instructions, gasping as he presses it into my ass. Oh, after the slightest resistance it slides right in. Tentatively, I move taking in the feeling of the heaviness of the metal. Then Leo tugs at the jewel stopper, pulling a moan out of me even as I clench to keep it inside. I like it, I like it a lot. Leo’s mouth is back on me. He’s cruel. I think I hate him. I’ve lost count of how many times he’s taken me close to the edge, with his mouth. I’m fighting for air, I can’t breathe. His mouth closes over my clit and sucks hard and deep. I scream my orgasm.
I’m still panting for air, still floating in space when I feel Leo pull me down on to him. Oh, yes. I love the feel of him, hot, satin on steel inside me without a condom. When he moves, I’m made very aware of the plug inside me, making me feel fuller with each push inside me. Rough hands hold me tight at my hips as Leo fucks me fast and hard on his cock. Oh shit, I’m coming again. I grasp Leo tight as he pumps into me and shit it’s so intense I bite his shoulder where my head falls. A grunt is my answer as he slams into me and comes inside me. Holy fuck it feels so good, hot, sticky the essence of him deep inside me.
Leo begins moves. “No, don’t move this feels good. I love the feel of you inside me.”
He stills, hugging me tighter to him. This moment is filled with wonder at how easy it feels. I love the feel of him inside me, the beating of his heart pulsing deep inside me. I never want this moment to end. I trace the small bruise already forming from my mouth.
“Animal.” Leo murmurs into my neck.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper against the skin as I kiss it.
“You will pay for it.” I shiver, already hungry for what he promises.
His chuckle rumbles out of him, as my hands roam over him, tasting the skin of his neck. My hands wander over the skin
on his back, I hate it, just touching it turns my stomach to know Leo went through the pain of this.