Page 43 of Cat and Mouse

That's when I lose it.

I crush my lips against hers, hard, punishing, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she melts into me, her mouth opening as I slide my tongue in, tasting her. Cazzo, she tastes better than I imagined.

I tighten my grip on her neck, pulling her closer, so close she's on her tiptoes, her body pressed against mine, my thigh between her legs. Her scent—vanilla, something sweet—fills my head, driving me fucking insane.

"You're driving me crazy," I murmur against her neck, sucking on her skin, tasting her as my hand slides down herbody, popping the button on her jeans. I catch a glimpse of white lace, and it's over. I'm gone.

"Leo..." she moans, her voice shaky as I suck harder on the base of her neck, my hand slipping inside her jeans. She's wet for me. Fucking soaked.

I rub her once, slowly, teasing her, and then I slip my fingers inside her. She gasps, her head falling back, and I grab her hand, guiding it to my cock.

"Feel that?" I rasp, pressing her palm against my hard cock. "You're fucking me up, cara."

She squeezes, and I almost lose it right there. I grit my teeth, every nerve ending screaming as she starts rocking against my fingers.

"Look at me," I demand, my voice rough. "I want your green eyes on me when you come on my fingers."

"I hate you," she gasps, but her body betrays her, hips grinding against my hand as I push her higher and higher.

"Yeah? You hate me?" I growl, adding more pressure, feeling her pulse quicken around my fingers. Her orgasm hits fast, brutal, ripping through her. She trembles against me, and I'm right there with her, watching, taking it all in.

We're both panting, her body still shaking as I pull my fingers out and bring them to my mouth, sucking them clean. She watches, her lips parted, dazed.

I adjust myself, trying to regain some fucking control. She's still standing there, jeans undone, looking like a wreck. A wreck I caused.

"Bye, Elizabeth," I say, my voice steady now as I walk toward the door.

She doesn't say a word. Just watches me, like she's trying to figure out what the hell just happened. I don't even know what the hell just happened.

I pause at the door, forcing myself not to turn around because if I do, I know I'll be back at her in a second, tearing her clothes off, tasting every inch of her skin. I already know I'm gonna regret leaving.

But I have to, before I beg her to let me do it again.

The door clicks shut behind me, and I stand there for a second, chest heaving. What the fuck was that?

I've kissed women before. Had them pressed up against me, begging for more, but this—this was different. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not with her. Not like this.

Cristo.

I walk away from her apartment, the taste of her still on my lips, the feel of her body still burned into my skin, and all I can think is that I need to stay the hell away from Elizabeth before she ruins everything.

But deep down, I already know.

I won't.

I get to my car, slam the door, and just sit there. My hands are gripping the wheel so tight my knuckles go white. Fuck. I can't move. I can't drive. Hell, I can barely breathe.

Her taste is still on my tongue. Vanilla, sweet, addictive. It's burning through me, making my cock ache in a way it never has before.

"Fucking Christ." I let out a shaky breath, dropping my head back against the seat, trying to gather my thoughts.

But all I can see is her. Elizabeth, her green eyes looking up at me as she came on my fingers, gasping out my name like she hated me and wanted me in the same breath. Dio mio, the way she tasted.

I squeeze my eyes shut, but it doesn't help. My mind's already playing tricks on me, showing me flashes of her. Her body trembling under me, her lips red and swollen from that brutal kiss. Her jeans, the white lace underneath... her wetness, fuck, the way she moaned when I slid my fingers inside her.

I'm so fucking hard right now, I can't think straight.

My hand moves down without me even thinking about it. I undo my belt, pop the button on my pants, and slide my hand inside. The second I wrap my fingers around my cock, a growl rips through my chest.

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