25. Veronica
CHAPTER 25
Veronica
It’s like watching a dark film slide over his beautiful eyes. The green suddenly matches the color of the leaves on trees at night. It is not a calm night where the moon shines, and stars twinkle brightly.
No. The night sky I’m talking about is covered in storm clouds threatening to unleash something deadly.
“What happened to making my life a living hell?” I’m breathless with my question.
“Who says we can’t have fun along the way?” He presses the cool metal against my clit, making me hiss at the sensation.
I’ve never done this before. The only time a knife has been used around me was when I wielded it. I always had control over its movements and the person I used it on.
It wasn’t ever used for pleasure in the way Leo wants to give me. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t interested, but if Leo plans to make my life a living hell, I won’t make the fun parts easy for him.
Smirking up at him, his eyes shining with lust and a shimmer of happiness from thinking I’m giving in, I stomp my bare foot on his. Thankfully, he wasn’t wearing shoes when he barged into my apartment.
He hisses through his teeth at the contact and stumbles back enough for me to slip out of his way. I charge past the island, unsure of where the hell I plan on going.
Darting in the direction of my bedroom, I hear Leo mutter the word “bitch” as I run through the door and go to slam it shut.
A strong hand crashes against the wood, making it impossible to close. I growl, frustrated that I don’t have the muscles to keep him out. I fall back, my ass hitting the ground as he steps in. Leo closes the door behind him and stands there in a predatory stance with the knife dangling from his hand.
“I knew you wouldn’t make this easy.” A dark chuckle leaves him as he puts a foot forward.
I crawl backward, hitting the edge of my bed. I glance down to where he is standing. He only needs to take a few more steps, and he will stand directly over me.
“Where’s the fun if it’s too easy?” I tease, earning another laugh from him.
His gaze moves from the knife but stares past me. When I think he will close the space between us, he steps to the left and out of sight. Turning my head slightly, I see from the corner of my eye that he has gone to my nightstand.
Inhaling a deep breath, I push off the ground. Once I’m steady on my feet, I make a run for the door, and the moment I reach for the golden handle, a large hand wraps firmly around the back of my neck. I’m yanked backward and immediately slam into him; a grunt leaves me from the harsh impact.
With my body pressed against his, Leo’s lips brush lightly against my temple, and he whispers, “Where do you think you’re going, little angel?”
His voice is low, raspy, and dripping with seduction. It almost makes me want to give up the fight and give in to the temptation.
He walks us backward until we are standing in front of my full-length mirror in the corner of the room.
“Why not just give in when you’re already dripping for me?” He presses something to my clit. It isn’t cool like the metal. When I glance down, I find my vibrator in his hand. It’s not even on, and I’m sensitive to its touch.
Leo positions his foot between my legs, kicking my feet further apart. Sliding the toy through my slit and to my entrance, I suppress the moan that attempts to leave me. He isn’t wrong; my arousal is already coating the head of the vibrator.
“Look at yourself squirming when I’ve barely even started,” he whispers in my ear. Leo’s eyes watch as he moves the vibrator against my clit. Slowly, I follow his gaze as it meets my face. “You always look so pretty when you’re flustered.”
Leo grips my chin between his fingers to keep my head in position with his free hand. To force me to look at myself.
The vibrator moves lower, still turned off, but as it slides between my folds, I let out a desperate whimper.
“And those damn sounds. God, your pretty noises used to haunt me when I slept,” he admits with a rough tone, like he’s angry that I consumed so much of his thoughts. “Do you see how beautiful my little angel is when she is about to give in to the Devil she created?”
I attempt to shake my head in response, but his hold is firm. And he isn’t wrong. My body is flushed. From my cheeks to the rest of the skin covering me, it is pink from being overheated and turned on. My plump lips are parted, allowing shaky breaths to leave me.
My eyes are glossed over with lust and desire for him to do whatever he wants to me.
Lowering his head beside mine, he speaks his demand, “Get on your knees.”
I don’t move. I stay standing there even though he released his hold on my hair. He stares at me in the reflection, those beautiful eyes shooting daggers at me, impatiently waiting for me to listen to his command.
I don’t give in, of course.
A frustrated breath leaves him, and that hand that was once in my hair now rests on my shoulder. He shoves me to the floor, where I land on my knees with a loud thud. Pain shoots up my legs, but I don’t wince. I keep my eyes trained on his as he looks at me with a feral gaze.
He kneels behind me, still towering over me. With the toy in his hand, he slides it between my legs. “Lower yourself.”
My teeth meet, pressing firmly together. My brain is telling me to disobey, but the ache between my thighs is telling me to give in.
And I give in.
I spread my legs until my clit meets the head of the vibrator. Leo hums in approval, sending pride through my body because he is happy that I listened.
A second goes by before a buzzing sound fills the room. It’s on the slowest setting, but with my sensitivity, it would probably be enough to make me come.
I drop my jaw, allowing a soft moan to brush past my lips. I find Leo’s face in the mirror, but he isn’t staring at my face. He is staring at the spot where the vibrator is supplying me with pleasure.
When he does raise his gaze to mine, it’s heated. A fire burning brightly took away any green left in his iris.
“Watch yourself, Vee,” he orders, and I meet my own stare in the reflection. “Watch yourself surrender to me.”
At his movement, I slide my eyes to watch what he is doing. Leo reaches behind him, grabs the knife from the bed, and brings it to me.
With a free hand, he pinches the fabric of my cotton shirt and pulls it outward. Just like my shorts, he slices down the material with the tip of the knife, just barely brushing against my skin.
The fabric falls from my body, leaving me completely exposed to him—his breath shudders at the sight of me, which makes me smile. Blinking a few times, he comes out of his trance, placing the tip of the knife right between my breasts.
“Didn’t I tell you to watch yourself?” It digs into my skin a little, but it doesn’t hurt.
“Yes.”
“Then why are your eyes on me?” He lightly drags the blade down and to my stomach. My body begins to tremble due to the impending orgasm, and he notices. Reaching between us, he holds the button to shut the toy off.
I groan while he laughs. “You think I was going to let you come that easily? You aren’t even listening to what I’m telling you to do. You’re being a disobedient brat, Vee.”
“If this is the torture that is a part of your plan, then I think I might be okay with it,” I smirk at him in the mirror.
“Oh, little angel,” he hums. The weight of the knife becomes heavy on my stomach, and with a slight swipe, he nicks my skin. “This is nothing.”
My eyes drop to the spot he cut me, to the left of my belly button. Almost the same place I stabbed him. While my gaze is occupied by the blood rising from my skin, Leo presses the button on the vibrator, starting it up again. I draw in a breath at the abrupt pleasure.
As the buzzing fills the room, my entire body trembles as the toy hums against my clit. He had pressed the button twice, setting it to a faster setting than before.
The knife slides across my skin, not going far as Leo makes another movement to slice at my body. The pain, mixed with pleasure, almost sends me over the edge, but he turns it off again.
A rumble moves from my chest to my throat. The noise never leaves my mouth because my teeth are clenched tightly in irritation.
“X marks the spot,” he utters quietly, ignoring my frustration. I lift my eyes to the mirror, seeing him looking down at the mark he made.
An X like you’d see on a fucking treasure map.
Blood trickles down my stomach, the knife now removed from my body. The X is hot—temperature-wise. It’s the only spot on my body that is on fire even though my insides are engulfed in flames.
As I watch the red tint on my skin grow around the cut, Leo takes the vibrator out from under me. I snap my eyes up because I think he is going to leave after marking my skin. He stands from his kneeling position and walks around me until he is gazing down at me, looking like the Devil.
Slowly, he gets to his knees, still towering over me. With one hand, he sets the vibrator back in its place and turns it on to the lowest setting.
“I need more,” I groan, knowing that I won’t come at this pace.
“I know you do, but maybe you need to work for it,” he taunts and tilts his head to the side.
He lowers his other hand, the one with the knife still clutched in his grasp. The cool metal is pinned against my clit. The chill of the blade grants relief to my overheated body for only a moment before Leo makes another demand. “Ride the toy, Vee.”
“What?” I glare at him in disbelief. “I’m not riding it when you have a knife pressed against me.”
“I didn’t think Veronica Rollins was afraid of anything,” he teases.
“I’m not.”
“Prove it.”
The way the corner of his lip curls up—how he is egging me on—pisses me off. I hate when anyone doubts me.
Inhaling a deep breath, I begin to move my hips. I’m hyperaware of the sharp kitchen knife being pressed against me. Thankfully, he has it flattened. I don’t think it will cut me, but you never know.
“Awe, come on, Vee. You can move faster than that,” he teases some more. “Don’t you want to come?”
I tighten my jaw, rolling myself a little bit faster. I try not to think about the knife, only thinking about the pleasure the vibrator is bringing me. I shut my eyes, focusing on the speed of my hips and the sensation against my clit.
“That’s a good girl,” Leo praises roughly. I open my eyes to find his thumb hooked into his gym shorts. He tugs them down, his cock springing free, and my mouth begins to water. “Want to put this pretty mouth of yours to use, too?”
I wet my lips, nodding eagerly. Without hesitation, I lean forward and take him into my mouth.
“ Fuckkk. ” He moans when my lips are wrapped around him.
A free hand tangles itself into my hair while the other presses the knife harder against my clit. I hum around him out of pleasure and fear because although I thought it wouldn’t cut me, I feel like if I move my body the wrong way, then it will do what I’m afraid of.
Even with this fear inside me, I continue to roll my hips. As I take Leo deep in my throat, I get brave and move my hips faster.
Fuck it.
The knife can cut me all it wants as long as I get my orgasm.
I bob my head, lapping my tongue around his base as I begin to take him deeper. He groans above me. Cool air hits my clit, letting me know he removed the knife. I sigh in relief and take the opportunity to rock my hips frantically.
“Jesus, Vee.” He grips the hair on my scalp, causing it to burn.
I maneuver on my knees, making the vibrator replace where the knife had been. I release a moan that is muffled with Leo’s cock in my mouth.
“You close?” he questions while his hips begin to thrust roughly.
Even though I shouldn’t, in case he’s asking to determine whether he should stop, I nod.
“I need to taste it.” His voice drips with desperation, and he releases my head, pulling out of my mouth.
Quickly, he gets on the left side of me and grabs my hips. The knife still in his hand and awfully close to my body. He pivots me to face the wall, and his hand meets the center of my back, and he shoves me down.
My cheek meets the floor while my eyes meet my reflection in the large mirror. I can see Leo perched behind me.
He picks up the vibrator, turns up the setting, and presses it to my clit. I moan loudly and then completely lose it when his mouth covers me. The warmth of his tongue feels like Heaven when he enters me.
He eats me roughly.
Hungrily.
Desperately.
I can’t help the movement of my hips as I grind against him. He pulls back, flattening his tongue as it glides upwards. “Give it all to me, little angel.”
I do just that. My orgasm rips through me like a storm. Everything inside me lights up like lightning in the night sky while my moans and screams mimic thunder.
Leo groans with his mouth still shoved between my legs, taking everything I have to offer.
“Mmm,” he hums as he falls back onto his knees, staring at the mess I made because of him while he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Always so perfect.”
I can’t speak. There are no words in the English language that will come from my mouth. The only sounds that leave me are my heavy breaths.
My eyes flutter open, and I immediately find Leo kneeling behind me, taking in the view. He appears to be in a lustful daze—one that doesn’t look like he’ll be coming out of soon, but then my phone rings.
His eyes are unfocused from my body, and he snaps his head to the right. I take the opportunity to lift myself back onto all fours.
He reaches onto the mattress and picks up the phone. “Who the hell is Slater?”
I shoot backward, my ass hitting the heels of my feet, and I twist to look at him. “Give me the phone.”
“Who is he?” He stares at the name on the screen.
“Jealousy looks good on you, Leo.” I smirk before reaching out my hand. “The phone. Hand it over.”
His jaw ticks, but he does as I ask. I take the phone from him and hit decline. Not even a second later, it rings again.
I groan but answer. “Now’s not a good time.”
“I just need to know if the same amount of money I sent last time is good for this month.” My eyes flick to Leo, whose brows dip in confusion. I know he heard Slater. The volume is up too high.
“Yes. That amount is perfect. Thank you.” I hang up the phone and hold it tight in my hands. “Your turn?”
Leo watches my eyes fall to his shorts, and he emits a soft chuckle full of anger, causing my eyes to fly back to his. “No. I’m good. Maybe call Slater back and offer him a good time.”
With that, Leo stands from his kneeling position and leaves my apartment.