33. Leo
There are a lot of people working in this asylum. The building itself is massive—so big, in fact, that I haven’t seen it all. Not even close. With the building being enormous, they need an abundant number of nurses, doctors, and guards to keep the building and patients in check.
It all makes sense, but the lack of security cameras never made sense. I’ve noticed a couple in the common room, the cafeteria, and the front lobby, and even those are fake, from what Edith told me.
Do they trust their patients so much that they don’t always keep constant taps on them? Seeing all the employees were always in the halls, I guess there isn’t a need for those cameras.
The doctors and staff here have trust in their patients.
In my time here, I have met with some other doctors who see multiple patients a week, while I only have two, which was supposed to be only one patient. Veronica was the only patient I was asked to see, and then Dr. Bennett asked me to take on Ruby. It is going better than expected, but I wonder how doctors can deal with multiple patients daily.
Back in the office downtown, it was easier to take on more patients. Here? With what these women went through? I’m not sure I could handle it. I thought that taking on another patient would help distract me from Veronica.
Having her as my only patient wasn’t the smartest idea. Even with Ruby under my care, I still feel like I focus all my extra time on Veronica.
Sitting at my desk, I listen to a recording of Ruby’s session, attempting to dull Veronica from my mind, if only for a moment. I’m taking notes and jotting down questions I missed an opportunity to ask her.
My pen fluidly moves while I write all my thoughts on the many things Ruby had to say. As my pen moves fluently on the paper, I hear a light tap on my door, and for a moment, my heart stops.
My hand freezes, the pen positioned tightly between my fingers, as panic washes over me. What if I lift my eyes, and the woman I’m trying to push out of my mind stands in the doorway? What if she has that seductive grin she wears so well? Would I be able to turn her away again?
Relief washes over me when I force my eyes away from the paper to find Myles standing there. I turn the recorder off and gesture for him to come in.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to disrupt you,” he apologizes, sitting down. His voice appears shaky as if he was nervous about talking to me.
“It’s all good, man.” My eyes drift down to his bouncing leg. “Are you okay?”
“Hmm? Yeah, it’s just…” He starts, then stops. His mouth shuts tight, forming a thin line as he tries to figure out how he wants to say whatever’s got him acting this way. “Veronica and I talked.”
There is that pounding in my heart again. The one that threatens to rip my heart right from my chest. The leg under my desk mimics Myles’ nervous behavior. It bounces uncontrollably. I’m glad he can’t see how worked up I’m getting.
“About what?”
“Well, about the two of you.” His voice is hushed.
“Jesus Christ, Myles.” I toss the pen down onto the desk. It bounces off the notepad and rolls off to the right. “You weren’t supposed to say anything!”
“I’m sorry! It just came up.”
“Why?”
“Dunno.” He shrugs. “I was in the cafeteria getting breakfast, talking to that hot nurse when Veronica showed up. By the way, she fully hates that nurse of yours.”
“You didn’t say anything in front of Scarlet, did you?”
“God, no! I’m not fucking stupid.” He sits forward. “We waited until she was gone.”
“And what did you talk about?” My leg is still bouncing.
“Just that you two have been together.” He pauses, licking his lips before continuing. “She asked me if you’d be okay with sharing her.” The sentence comes out quickly while his face scrunches. “I told her I didn’t think you would, but she was very adamant about it. Wanted me to come talk to you about having a threesome.”
A sigh leaves me because I know he’s telling the truth.
“You don’t believe me.” He shakes his head with a laugh.
“No, I do,” I state, pinching the bridge of my nose. “She mentioned it yesterday when I talked to her.”
“And?” I piqued his interest.
“And what?” My hand drops from my face.
“What did you tell her?” A tiny smile formed on his lips.
“Myles, I obviously told her no.”
“The hell, Leo?” He throws his hands up in shock. “Why? It’s not like it’s the first time we’ve ever shared a girl.”
“She’s my fucking patient!” I remind him.
He’s not wrong, though. Many times in college, we hooked up with the same girl at the same time. It didn’t happen often and only usually happened when we were both drunk out of our minds.
That’s one reason I can’t believe he wants to do this. Since we were drunk the other times, there wasn’t any awkwardness during the act.
The other reason? I haven’t even had sex with her yet!
While I’m sitting here thinking about all this anger that builds, the anger that has since taken up residence in my body from taking Veronica on as a patient. I’m not angry with Myles. I’m angry with Veronica because I demanded she drop it, and she had to disobey me.
“Leo?” His voice drags me away from my mind.
“Hmm?”
“You look pissed,” he points out with caution.
“I am pissed! She shouldn’t have even spoken to you about all of it.” I stand up, pushing the chair further behind me. “I’ll be right back.”
“Should I stay here or…”
“Sure, I don’t care.” I don’t glance at him as I leave the room.
My steps quicken once I leave the hall of offices. I frantically shift my eyes at the patients surrounding me, scoping out the one I’m searching for.
Myles told me he talked with her in the cafeteria, so I assumed she would still be there, but she wasn’t. She isn’t in the common room either, which aggravates me.
Where the hell could she be at this time of day?
Deciding that the only other place to look was her bedroom, I stalk down the hall and turn the corner to the patient”s rooms. Again, there weren’t any patients down here, making it eerily quiet until I heard footsteps.
Veronica was rounding the corner a couple of feet down the hall from me. She had a cream sweater wrapped around her body, her gaze on the ground while she watches her footsteps.
Exhaling out a heated breath, I stride in her direction, and when I’m almost in front of her, she finally looks up. Our eyes meet, and a glimpse of amusement is hidden in her glare before that devilish grin takes over her face.
“You think this is funny?” I fold my arms over my chest.
She shakes her head, knowing all too well what I’m talking about. “Not at all. I think it’s quite serious.”
“Then wipe that damn smirk off your face,” I warn, inching closer.
Her bottom lip folds between her teeth as she teases, “What will you do if I don’t?”
Fucking hell.
As I open my mouth, the sound of more footsteps comes from where I had just been. Full of panic because we can’t let anyone see us alone back here, I grab Veronica’s arm and rush her to the nearest hiding place.
A janitor”s closet.
Once inside, I tug at the dainty string that turns on the dimmest light in the world. If anyone were to walk past, they wouldn’t even know we were in here. That’s how terribly lit the small room is.
Bringing my hand up, I cover her mouth to stop any noise or words from leaving her. Her eyes smile at the gesture, and I roll mine, trying to listen carefully as the footsteps get closer.
They grow louder when they come near us, then soften as whoever it was leaves the hallway. My shoulders drop after being flooded with relief and when I give my attention back to Veronica, I realize she had been watching me the entire time. She saw the panic on my face of almost getting caught. She loved every single second of it.
“I told you to drop the whole Myles thing.” I remove my hand.
“Yes, but then I thought about it some more and did the opposite. All I could think about was how the two of you could make me feel.” Her finger finds the buttons of my shirt, then reaches for my hand, moving it to the waistband of her sweats. “I’m already wet from imagining it. Wanna feel?”
“Veronica,” I say her name sternly. She ignores me, of course, pushing my hand deeper into her pants.
Her underwear is soaked, earning a groan from me. “All for you and him.”
Letting my hand take over, I cup her pussy hard, making a gasp fall from her lips. My movement is so forceful that her body stumbles backward until she bumps into the wooden worktable behind her. With my free hand, I wrap her hair around my wrist, tugging the strands to force her to look up at me.
“You want him inside of you when I haven’t had the luxury?”
“Who’s fault is that?” she says through clenched teeth.
“You think I’m going to let him fuck you?” My mouth hovers over hers.
“I never said he had to stick his dick in that hole, Leo.” Her breathing becomes heavy. “He could use my mouth. My pussy, however? That’s all yours.”
I shouldn’t do it.
“Do you want me to beg?” She flashes those innocent brown eyes at me.
Don’t do it, Leo. Don’t give in.
“I’ll get down on my knees right now and beg like the good girl you want me to be.” She brushes her mouth over mine.
Fuck me.
“Beg.” I let go of her hair, leaving her space in this little room. She immediately drops to her knees.
“Please say yes, Leo. If you let this happen, I promise I’ll always listen to you and behave as you want me to.”
Bending forward, I grip her chin roughly. “You better keep that fucking promise, little angel, or else you’ll regret making it.”
“Yes, sir,” she agrees, licking her lips. “I won’t break it. Please. I need you.”
Lust fills my eyes, falling heavily as I stare down at her. “You need me?”
She nods, desire taking over her features. This isn’t where I wanted to do this, but I can’t hold back any longer. With the way she is staring at me, the pure need radiating off her body.
I can feel the heat rolling off of her. It’s consuming this small space. My gaze still holding hers, I drop my hand to my belt, undoing the clasp. Veronica hears the noise, eyes falling to the sound.
Her brows furrow in confusion. “What are you doing?”
“You said it’s my fault that I haven’t fucked you yet.” The belt buckle comes undone, and I pull it out of the loops in one swoop. “I’m going to fix that.”
“But... Myles?”
“I’m not sharing, Vee.” I raise the belt and bring it up to her face. The thick leather falls over her mouth as I buckle it around the back of her head. “And although you sound so pretty when you beg,” I double-check that the belt is secure and won’t drop from her face. “You get me and only me. No one else.”
Her eyes turn glossy with desire, her head nodding quickly in understanding. With the belt in place, my thumbs tuck into the waistband of her sweats, and I tug them down. Not even muttering a demand for her to step out, she does it on her own. Her underwear comes down with the pants.
In one swift move, my hands find the back of her thighs, and I’m lifting her up to the wooden table. The contents on top rattle from the abrupt movement, but the table doesn’t budge.
Peeking around Veronica, I notice the table is screwed securely. We don’t have to worry about it banging against the wall.
Bringing my gaze back to the beautiful woman sitting before me, I trail a finger over the belt where it covers her lips. “Have to keep you quiet. Don’t want someone to hear those pretty moans that leave you.”
She hums behind the leather, hot air coming from her nose as she breathes faster. Dropping my hand, I undo the button on my slacks. Then, the zipper. The motion causes her eager eyes to fall, and Veronica watches carefully as I pull my cock out.
Fully erect with precum glistening at the tip. I don’t miss how her throat bobs, swallowing hard at the sight. At the fact she is about to get what she has been wanting.
It hasn’t been the full time of her trying to control her behavior, but I feel that if I don’t give this to her now, she’ll go behind my back and fuck Myles.
Although he is my best friend, that wouldn’t stop him from taking what he wants. And he wants her. It was clear in his eyes. The way he stared at her. The way he spoke about us all being together.
If I give her me, then she won’t want him.
Wrapping my hand around myself, I pump twice, earning a muffled groan from Veronica. “Is my little angel jealous? Wish it was your hands wrapped around me?” Her hands reach for me until I slap them away. She huffs out a defeated breath before trying again. “Are you going to continue to be a brat?”
She shrugs her shoulder, the playfulness gleaming in her brown eyes. My tongue pokes the inside of my cheek, my head bobbing a little. I look to my left seeing a drawer, and when I open it, I smirk. She follows what I’m doing, staring down at the open drawer. Confusion pulls at her brows until I pull out a black zip tie.
Shaking her head, she mumbles something under the comfort of the belt.
Too bad I can’t hear her.
“Brats don’t get to touch.” I force her hands behind her back, wrists together as the tie circles around her soft skin. I tighten it, maybe a little too much, but I can’t find a fuck to give.
She attempts to yank her wrists free but winces when the plastic cuts into her skin. Her chest rises and falls frantically; those wild eyes hold a hint of fear. Taking her chin into my hands, the other gripping my cock again, I incline her head to be parallel with my face.
“You’re safe,” I reassure her.
She stops the battle of getting free from the binds after my words. That glint of fear that was sitting at the surface of her eyes disappears when I run my tip against her pussy. So damn wet. I circle around her clit, her eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. Leaning forward, I press a kiss to the belt.
“Mine,” I whisper once I move away.
Her body is trembling with anticipation.
Sliding myself down to her entrance, I tease her for a moment. The last time I was positioned here in my office was a little over a month ago. I had the strength then to not thrust myself inside her. Where is that strength today? That ship has set sail and will not be coming back.
Bucking my hips forward, I push into her roughly. Good thing I silenced her because the scream that was hidden behind the belt would have had all the nurses running to save her. I pause, allowing her to adjust to my size. Slowly sliding myself out only to shove myself back in.
“Mine,” I growl. My teeth clench tight as I rock my hips at a fast pace.
Goddamn, she is soaked.
For a girl who dances with the Devil, she feels like fucking heaven. A paradise that I want to escape to every second of every day.I could get lost in her and be okay with never finding my way out.
The vice grip she has on my cock has me in a chokehold. It’s as if she doesn’t want me to ever leave the warmth of her. And the crazy thing is, now that I know what she feels like, I may never be able to leave.
My fingers dig into her hips, tugging her closer to me. Her body tumbles forward, unable to use her hands to protect herself. Her breasts are against my chest, her forehead resting on my shoulder as I continue the movement of my hips. The sounds of her wetness fill my ears, as well as the soft cries that get trapped behind the belt.
I won’t last much longer at this pace, but I can’t slow down. I’m chasing after that sweet release for the both of us, wanting to continuously fall over that edge of euphoric pleasure. I’ve been with many women in my life, but Veronica? There has been no one who comes close to her.
Her body shakes against me. Taking hold of the belt”s access material behind her head, I twist it around my wrist and pull her head back. Those round eyes meet mine, shining with tears. I smile at the sight of her, face red from the belt, tears falling from her eyes.
Absolutely ruined for me.
Becauseof me.
My hips keep up their brutal pace, back and forth, as I tug the belt a bit more for her head to fall back. With how tight I am holding the belt, she can’t move her head back into the normal position if she tries. My head dips down, lips pressing against her jaw. A whimper leaves her, and I release my mouth from her skin.
Traveling my mouth up to her ear, I whisper, “You are mine. No one else”s.”
I can feel her nodding in agreement at the side of my face.
“Come all over me, little angel.” I pull out to the tip, then forcefully drive myself back into her with such force that she cries out. “Ruin my cock like I’ve ruined you.”
Those words were all she needed to fall over that edge, and once she pulses around me, I follow right after her over the cliff. Holding on tight to her waist, stilling myself inside of her as we descend together.
Free falling into an abyss, my vision going dark as I empty myself deep within her. I wonder if she is seeing what I’m seeing. The blackness with small white dots appearing.
Stars.
A woman has never caused me to come so hard that I see stars. It makes me realize we aren’t falling but floating. We aren”t descending into the deepest depths of the darkness but ascending towards the sky, past the stars in space, the planets, and the galaxies.
Going straight to Heaven because that is what Veronica is.
She is Heaven.
My vision clears, and our breathing falters as we return from our trip to paradise. Leaning myself back, I find sleepy eyes staring up at me. Behind the belt, I can see a satisfied grin on her face. I pull out of her slowly; her arousal is dripping off of me. Swallowing hard at the image, I search for a towel to clean us up.
After cleaning both of us off, I toss the towel into a bin and then pick up a pair of scissors to cut her hands free of the zip tie. A red ring is paired with an indent on her skin from the plastic digging into it.
Next, I undo the belt, freeing her mouth to find her delicate skin reddened and it has drool escaping the corner of her mouth. She wipes her face clean with the sleeve of her cardigan, watching me put her underwear and pants on.
“I think I’m okay with you not sharing me.”
“Yeah?” I glance at her as I kneel on the ground before her.
“Mhm.”
“Good.” I stand up, placing a tender kiss on her lips. “I’m going to leave first. Count to 100, then go straight back to your room. You need rest.”
Sleepily, she says, “Yes, sir.”
I smirk, planting another kiss before I open the closet door. Peaking out to ensure the coast is clear, I slip out the small sliver of the open door. When it securely shuts behind me, I clear my throat and head down the hall.
It doesn’t take long to get back to my office, where, to my surprise, Myles is still waiting. When I enter and close this door, he whips around in his chair.
“Where the hell have you been?” he questions. “And where is Veronica?”
I don’t miss how he tries to peer behind me in case she hides. “She isn’t coming.”
“Why not?”
I sit in my chair, head falling against the back as I stare at him. “Because I’m not sharing.”
He rolls his jaw, clearly upset with my decision. He’ll get over it. “Guess I can’t get mad knowing you just got off.”
“How the hell do you know that?”
“Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe because I’m your best friend, and I can tell when you just had sex.”
“That’s not creepy at all.”
“I know she’s most likely clean and whatnot, but you still wore a condom, right?” His question makes my brows furrow. “Unless, for some reason, they provide birth control in this place.”
My confused eyebrows shoot up. “Shit.”
“Okay, at least tell me you didn’t come inside of her.” I don’t make eye contact with him. “Leo...”
“It’s fine.”
Myles shakes his head. “Whatever you say, I know you want to keep this a secret, but what if she becomes pregnant? How is she going to explain that?”
He’s right.
Fuck.