Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Leo brushed my hair back from my face, but I didn’t take my gaze from the screen. “I taped this for you, so someday you could watch it and understand how far I went to make you happy from the start, how much you mean to me.”
“Please,” I whispered, “I don’t want to watch.”
“Then you’ll listen.”
I was tempted to close my eyes and hum, but when Leo pressed play, I stared with horrified fascination as my image on the screen confessed my deepest and darkest desires to him. Not just my adoration of the taboo, but my intimate dreams of a family and the love I so deeply desired.
The urge to cry became too great as Leo then put me into some kind of fucked-up trance and began what I was sure was the brainwashing portion of the night.
Everything up to that point hadn’t been so bad. I wasn’t sure how I felt about him encouraging me to enjoy pain with sex, but I was about to watch him take away my free will, and I loathed him for it.
On the video, Leo was telling me that I couldn’t betray him, that I would never endanger myself or my children, that I would be loyal to him and how I would never reveal him to his enemies.
“You bastard!”
I tried to buck him off, but he put his hand over my mouth then simply growled, “Watch.”
I did—and my outrage began to fizzle as the Leo on the screen continued to instruct me.
Not to fall in love with him, like I was so sure he had, but to…well, to heal myself.
He told me to let go of the past, to release the pain my parents had instilled in me, and to love myself. Leo didn’t order me to be his sex slave, he told me that I was worth loving, that I was amazing, and that I needed to stand up for myself and demand the respect I deserved. He told me to recognize that I was a strong woman, a beautiful woman, a treasure.
Over and over he repeated those positive messages, his whole body tense while he stared down at me as if he could force me to believe that I was an amazing woman worthy of love.
Instead of turning me into a robot, Leo had attempted to heal my damaged psyche.
The video ended, frozen on an image of him tenderly kissing my forehead.
“Do you understand, now, what I did?”
His hand was still over my mouth, so I nodded as tears spilled down my cheeks.
The rip of the Velcro was loud as he freed my wrists from the restraints. “Then you know that I never wanted to enslave you, never wanted your forced affection. I wanted to heal you, wanted to be able to do the impossible and erase the damage your asshole parents did, and this was the best way to do that.”
I tried to speak, then narrowed my eyes at him until he lifted his hand to remove my restraints. “You were going to show this to me?”
“Yes, someday.” He did this rolling thing with hips that had me squirming beneath him, the width of his cock stretching me perfectly, with just a hint of spicy pain.
“When?”
“I intended to show you this in twenty years.”
“Why that long?”
“So you’d know without a doubt by that point that your feelings for me are real.”
I tilted my pelvis so his slow strokes rubbed over my clit. “You didn’t order me to love you.”
“No.”
“But I do anyways.”
“I’m glad to hear that, because I’m beyond in love with you. You are literally my everything, Hannah. I can’t and won’t live without you. I think you’re finally beginning to understand just how serious I am about that.” A full-body shiver ran through him as I reached down to brush my fingers over where we joined together, my fingers sliding over his cock and my stretched labia. “You have no idea what your touch does to me, how it’s better than anything I’ve ever felt—and I feel it so much.”
I closed my eyes, unable to resist the pump and thrust of his body against mine, the tips of my tingling nipples brushing his chest as he worked me with the utmost skill.
“You know,” I panted out as he licked the side of my neck. “You didn’t have to hypnotize me to enjoy this. You are insanely good in bed.”
He rewarded me with faster thrusts that had my body growing more sensitive by the minute. “With you, I wanted nothing left to chance. I had to have you.”
“And now that you do have me, what are you going to do with me?”
“Keep you forever, of course.”
I sighed in delight as my orgasm cascaded over me like a flurry of sparks, the hollow feeling leaving my chest.
In his own messed-up way, Leo really loved me, and in my own messed-up way, I really loved him. We could probably put a team of therapists’ kids through college with all of our issues, but those crazy jagged pieces of both our minds fit perfectly together, becoming something better, stronger.