Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined #3)(28)

"No," I respond immediately. The very idea of anyone else being with Leo threatens to send ice through my veins, but his continued rhythm between my legs prevents it. "I don’t share well."

"Good. Then we’re together. No one else." He leans forward, sucking my nipple into his mouth.

Together. Even if it is temporary.

Leo will be gone when he finds out all the things I’ve done. The old Sarah will once again ruin things for me. But that person isn’t here tonight. She isn’t the one straddling a gorgeous man. She isn’t the one he wants to be with, so for tonight, I’m ridding her from my mind, wishing I could get rid of her existence altogether.

Of their own accord, my hips start to grind into his hand. Leo pauses his movement and leans back in his chair. Curious about his sudden departure, I still and catch his gaze.

"I want to watch. Keep going." He slides his fingers through my wetness before moving back to my clit.

I push the sheet to the floor and begin rolling over his hand. Sparks surge through my body, and I throw my head back, my long hair cascading down to my lower back. I can feel it teasing right above where Leo’s hand is supporting me.

"Why are you so bold in some moments and timid in others?" he growls, suddenly pushing a rough finger inside me.

"Leo," I moan.

"Why?" he asks again, pulling out only to add another finger, stretching me almost painfully. Almost.

"Because, in some moments, I’m lost in myself, and others, I’m lost in you," I answer as I begin riding his fingers.

He hooks them forward inside me, finding a spot I completely forgot even existed. An orgasm begins to build inside me, pushing me to an unexplainable high. I can’t decide if I want to fall off the edge or remain on this peak for eternity. However, Leo decides for me.

He quickly removes his fingers. "Don’t come."

"No!" I cry out from the loss.

"Shhhh. I have an idea, ángel. Let me control this and give you what you want. Let me remind you how it feels to be taken so hard and so wild that you lose all inhibitions in the process." Suddenly, he slides his hand up, grabbing the ends of my hair and pulling hard.

I suck in a surprised breath just as he drags his teeth across the base of my neck. My hips are forced forward from the movement, and for a brief second, I find friction against Leo’s straining hard-on. That’s all it takes.

"Oh God!" I call out as the orgasm tears through my body.

I barely register him saying, "Fuck," before thrusting up, allowing me to rock against his cock while riding out my release.

"That wasn’t the idea," he whispers as I drop my forehead to his shoulder.

"Well, that’s a shame, because it was a really good idea," I respond lazily.

"I want to be inside you. No, f*ck that. I need to be inside you. I need to watch my cock disappear inside you, not my fingers. I need to feel you pulse around me when you come, and I need to feel this dripping down me, not wasted on my f*cking pants." He reaches down, running a finger through my wet folds before bringing it to his mouth for a taste.

I don’t care if it makes me easy or if it complicates things. At this moment, he could ruin my whole f*cking life and that wouldn’t stop me from begging to feel him moving inside me.

"What happened to not tonight?" I ask wantonly. I just had the most amazing orgasm of my life, and here I am, desperate for more.

"I changed my mind. Give me your control. Lose yourself in me."

"I’m not sure I’d have any other choice."

"Good answer," he purrs before demanding, "Get up, Sarah. We’re going to the bedroom."

I lean back and find that my easygoing man is gone. As if someone flipped a switch, his expression is hard. Instinctually, I climb off his lap. The moment I find his eyes, I know exactly what he’s doing. My Leo is still in there, but this is not only the man who is going to make sure I lose myself, but also the man who will ensure that I never want to be found again.





LEO’S LOOKING at me like he wants to ravage me, and it honestly makes me a little nervous. He’s a beautiful, strong predator. If he wants to devour me like his prey, I won’t stop him. But I won’t make it easy for him to catch me either. He stands from his chair and very purposefully pulls his pajama pants to the ground. His length bobs as it’s freed.


I lied earlier. I’m willing to lie down right here in the middle of his office and allow Leo to eat me alive. Forget about the chase.

"Go. I’ll be there in a minute," he says, reaching down and gently stroking his cock.

Holy f*ck. I’m not going anywhere and missing this show.

A very knowing smile tilts his lips. "Never mind. Come here, ángel."

My feet move of their own volition. However, my eyes stay glued to his hand that’s moving up and down over the dark, angry head of his straining dick. When I stop in front of him, he reaches his entire hand between my legs. Not just a finger like earlier. This time, he rubs his palm across my drenched sex, pulling away with a very strategic tap on my clit. I sway forward at the contact. He then resumes his long strokes over himself, using my release as his own personal lubricant. I groan loudly at the sight, licking my lips.

"I have to say, Sarah. I like the way you feel on my cock." He sighs and takes my hand. Placing it over his own, he begins moving at a slightly quicker pace. "That’s us. Together, ángel. You like the way we feel?" he coaxes me since my mouth has dried and I have clearly lost my voice in him as well.