Page 83 of The Devastation You Reap

Standing back up, I pull her dress off and drop her shoes to the floor, leaving her in just her panties.

The second I look up at her, her arms move in an attempt to cover herself up.

“Don’t,” I bark. “Never hide from me, Macie. You’re beautiful. Sexy. Gorgeous. I could look at you forever.”

A smile plays on her lips at my words.

I shed my shirt, and grab the bottle from the side, lifting it to my lips and swallowing down a few shots as I run my eyes over her squirming on the bed.

Dark, wicked thoughts fill my mind at the sight of her waiting for me. It would be so easy to play my hand right now, to lay all my cards on the table and demand the answers I know she’s got for me.

My fingers curl into fists. I could do that. Or I could prolong it, make it hurt more in the long run.

And that’s exactly what the twisted monster inside me does.

Lifting the bottle to my lips once more, I try to drown out my need to cause pain, to push her right to the edge and get a hold of myself.

Make her trust you.

Make her fall.

Only then do you show her who you really are.

Stepping up to her, I meet her wide, hungry eyes. A smile curls at my lips knowing that this whole thing is playing out exactly as I hoped it would.

“Tell me if you need me to stop,” I say, knowing it’s what she wants to hear right now.

Crawling to the bottom of the bed by her feet, I shed my pants then reach up and wrap my fingers around her final piece of clothing, dragging them down her thighs.

Throwing it over my shoulder, I wrap my hands around her ankles and force her legs wide despite her attempt to keep herself hidden.

My eyes lock on her slick pussy. So fucking pretty, and just desperate to be ruined.

Trailing my fingers down her thigh, I smile as her entire body trembles.

“Scared, Red?”

“N-no. I j-just… I don’t know what to expect,” she admits. The alcohol in her system is making her mouth run away with her even more than normal.

My fingertips hit the small patch of hair between her thighs before I drop one lower, dipping into the wetness covering her.

“Oh God,” she gasps, trying to move away from me.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you, Red,” I promise.

Her eyes widen with desire, her chest heaving even more violently as she reads my statement differently to how I mean it.

Plunging two fingers inside her tight channel, I hold onto her hip as she tries to move away from me.

“Leon,” she moans, squirming as she tries to get used to the alien feeling of having something, someone inside her.

Fuck, could she be any more perfect?

“This is mine, Macie.” An uncontrollable wave of possession washes through me. “No matter what I do, know that all I want is for you to feel good. Trust me, yeah?”

She nods, watching my every move, trying to figure out what I’m going to do.

She looks apprehensive. No. Scared. And it makes my cock rock fucking solid.