Leonard
“I own you tonight.” I let a stranger into my home even though I know I shouldn't. But my senses be damned with those lips of hers. I never want to stop tasting them. She moans softly into my mouth and I can already feel my bulge through my jeans. My dick hard as fuck. I keep my lips on hers as I shut my front door. I'm glad the lights are off or I could risk everything on this job. My identity and mission. I slide fingers up her thighs, stopping at the hem of her underwear. She gasps into my mouth as I cup her pussy. She's all wet for me as I rub my finger on her opening through the thin material. Her tongue tastes like expensive liquor. A bitter-sweet sensation that drives me insane. My dick doing all the thinking now. The moment I had my eyes on her from the bar, I knew I wanted my mouth everywhere on her. Her lips, sweet pussy. I bet she'd taste like heaven. A groan erupts from my throat as she slides her fingers down and grips my erection through my pants. “I want you to fuck me, please,” she whispers in my ear, breaking the kiss for a moment. “You have no idea how much I want to.” My voice is husky and drenching with raw lust. The thought of burying my shaft inside her is the only thing I can think of right now. I lift her up by the waist, my eyes settling in the dark as I see her already swollen lips. I'm not near done kissing her sweet lips. She hooks her thighs around my hips and we resume our kiss as I walk us to my bedroom. The light from the night sky is just bright enough through the window to get me to the room. I grunt as she tugs my hair hard, sinking her fingernails into my neck. It's hot. And painful. I bet there'll be a mark there in the morning. We kiss for a few more seconds as I lay her on my bed before we both stop to take our clothes away. Her blue dress comes sliding down just as my shirt hits the ground. Then her bra next as I tug down my pants. She tries to slide down her panties when I stop her. “Leave your panties on,” I command. My voice is deep and authoritative. Her green eyes stare at me in surprise for a second but get replaced by shock as her eyes move to my length. My underwear is somewhere on the floor now as I let her take in the sight of my dick. “Fuck,” she whispers loud enough for me to hear. Her breasts are plump and round. They would fit perfectly in my palms and my mouth. My fingers wrap around her neck as I return my lips on hers, rubbing my dick slowly over the crotch. She makes beautiful moaning sounds in my mouth from the torture. I cup her left breast with one of my hands and squeeze gently. God fuck. My other arm slides to her panties and I slide two of my fingers in. Her pussy is fucking wet as I rub her clit, moving my tongue over her nipples. Her fingers are raking through my hair and on my back. Everywhere. She gasps loudly as I slide a finger into her pussy. Her walls clinch tightly on my finger. I feel her fingernails dig into my sink as I slide in another finger. She moans loudly as I slowly fingerfuck, increasing the pace as my tongue dances over her sweet nipple. I rub the pad of my thumb against her clit as I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her. She pulls my hair, bringing my face to hers. “I want your dick already. Fuck me with it.” I slide my fingers out of her. They are covered in her wetness as I walk over to my bedside table fast before I completely lose myself. I pull out a condom from the drawer and tear off the nylon, sliding it on my erection in a heartbeat. She spreads her legs wide enough for me to settle in between her. I trail kisses down her cleavage as I slide my dick into her pussy. I'm met with warm wetness and a pussy wall so tight around my dick. “Fuck. Fucking hell,” I grunt underneath my breath. Her gasps turn to soft moans as I settle in her. Her eyes teary for a moment as she takes a handful of the sheets. I can see some sadness in them but she quickly shuts her eyes as she lifts her hips a little. It sends pleasure skittering through my veins to my entire being. I begin to thrust into her, trying to keep my mind off the sadness I saw in her eyes a second ago. It's no longer there as she rolls her eyes as I fuck her hard into my bed. Her moans have become louder as she reaches for the bedframe and holds tight for support. The walls of her pussy fucking tight on my dick, I know I can't last any longer. I drive faster into her either hard, deep thrusts that gets her screaming in pleasure. My lips return to hers as I tease her clit with my fingers as I thrust my dick into her. I ram her into my bed, increasing my hip movement. She's completely out of breath when I begin to suck her breasts. Her legs are shaking as I drive her into ecstasy. I can feel her coming to a release as I keep the pace. My release not far from any moment now. I pin her arms to the bed as I thrust hard again and again in her sweet cunt. She screams as she shudders and melts with my dick still inside her. I feel her wetness coat over my dick as I continue the thrusts. Slow and deep. The muscles in my legs begin to tense. My breaths get heavier as I groan hard. She lifts her hips and I lose it completely with one more thrust. I collapse on her for a moment, sliding out as I catch my breath. I toss the condom into the trash bin next to my bed, falling to my bed next to her. Sweat beads settled on her forehead. “Christ” she says in between heavy breaths. Her lips are perfectly curved. I wonder how my dick would feel in her mouth. Her eyes meet mine with an innocence that makes my heart tumble. “Who are you?”Chapter 25LeoMy front door rattles with three sharp knocks just after ten o'clock. I'm not expecting anyone, and the late hour sets off immediate alarm bells.Through the peephole, I see Emma standing in a black dress that seems far too deliberate for a casual visit. What does she want this time?I open the door but don't invite her in. "Emma. Why are you here?”"I hope I'm not interrupting." Her smile doesn't reach her eyes. "I was in the neighborhood and thought we should talk. Clear the air after everything that's happened."I stare at her closely for a moment. My head screaming warnings as I really look at her. Her makeup is perfect and her hair styled in loose waves. This doesn’t feel like a coincidence one bit. Emma can’t just happen to be in my neighborhood at ten PM dressed like she's going to a cocktail party. But I need to know what she's playing at, so I step aside and gesture her in. This is my shot at finding the truth."Can I get you something to drink?" I ask, clo
Chapter 24Leonard“I’ll shoot myself in the leg if I have to show up for one more dinner with your father.”Olivia's eyebrows are creased as she gawks at me. It's almost feels like she's trying to find something. “Hey, chill,” I laugh. A failed attempt to ease the situation. “I was only joking yunno.” “Hmm,” she replies with her lips in a pout. Olivia turns her gaze away from me and sits rigid in the passenger seat. An uneasy silence follows next as I navigate through the quiet suburban streets toward her house. I try to circle back in my thoughts to a moment I must have fucked up at the dinner to piss her off but nothing comes up. The dinner at her father's went well enough—except the moment I almost got caught. But Olivia doesn't know about it right? Or does she? Her father might–"Leonard." Her voice cuts through the hum of the engine and my thoughts. "I need to ask you something, and I need you to be honest with me."I keep my eyes on the road, though my grip tightens on t
OliviaI down some red wine just as Leonard slides back into his chair next to me. His fingers rest on mine as he leans into me. My nostrils fill up with his sweet woody scent.“How much longer?” he whispers. I fake a smile to the rest of my father's business associate at the table. “I have no idea but we'll be out of here soon,” I whisper back. Leonard gives me a pursed smile, squeezing my fingers before he lets go. I mouth an apology knowing how much dinners with my father suck. The notification buzz of phone steals my attention. I glance at the screen mentally registering to ignore the call. Leonard’s eyes are fixed on me before slowly moving to his plate. My phone buzzes the second time and make a hushed grumble. I turn to Leonard noting the way his shoulders remain rigid. His jaw works silently as he unfolds his napkin. Something must have happened with my father. Everything always goes wrong with him. "Everything okay?" I ask, reaching for my wine glass instead of the pho
Chapter 22LeonardI stare at my phone as Olivia's name flashes on the screen. Third call today. It takes every ounce of restraint to keep my fingers to myself, letting it go to voicemail. Nick is worried she's a distraction and hasn't stopped reminding me of everything at stake if I fail to do my fucking job. It's been three days since we've met. I know she's getting suspicious about my sudden need for privacy and the distance. Nick isn't wrong. She's a distraction I've entertained too many times that it's addicting now. Like a drug. I want her invading my space with no more secrets. The double life is driving me crazy. But I need this…. the promotion I've waited years for. Nick counts on me too, I can't let him down. Running my hands through my hair, I stare at the wall of evidence I've been constructing. Photos of shipping containers, financial records, names and dates all connected. The O'Neill family tree takes up half the wall, but it's the Murray side….Olivia's family that
Chapter 21 OliviaStanding dangerously close to the hallway, I press my back against the wall and hold my breath. Leonard's voice is clear from here. My curiousity got the better part of me when he got the call. "We have a problem, boss. I've lost Asher."My heart hammers against my ribs. Leonard has someone watching Asher. Why? And what did he mean they had lost him? The conversation continued, but I'd heard enough. I slip back to the living room on silent feet, my mind reeling. I was right to fucking worry. Leonard is keeping something away from me and my guts tell me he's up to no good. Him asking about Asher proves me right even more. Something is happening. And I need to find out what it is. He can't know I'm already suspicious again. Instead, I play along.“Our deal, remember? I need to know where he is.” I act surprised and nod in response. “I have nothing new. I'll let you know if I find anything out.”The room falls silent for a heartbeat. His conversation echoed in my
Chapter 20 LeoMy phone buzzed against the mahogany desk, breaking the silence of my study. Ben's name flashed on the screen. I groaned. It was never a good sign when he called this early in the morning. I'd stationed him to watch Asher weeks ago, knowing that bastard wouldn't give up on Olivia without a fight. I've seen this plot play out too many times. "What do you have for me?" I answered without preamble."Boss, we've got a problem." Ben’s voice carried that edge it always had when delivering bad news. "Emma Stewart met with Asher yesterday evening. Café Place, downtown. They talked for over an hour."My grip tightened on the phone. Emma—Olivia's best friend, the same woman who had tried to seduce me. What kind of games was she playing? "What kind of conversation?""From what I could gather, she's offering to help him get Olivia back. Seems like they struck some sort of deal.”I scoff, standing to my feet as my fingers drum on the edge of the desk. My mornings never end the w