CHAPTER 404: CHAPTER 404 FASTER ★

Warning: This Chapter contains intense adult intimacy and sensual graphic detail. Recommended for mature readers only.

When he leaned back, his gaze dropped to her trembling body again, and his touch returned, slow, deliberate, and knowing. His hand cupped her p*ssy again, and Bella’s breath hitched so sharply that her whole body arched off the bed.

Her reaction pushed the air out of him too. His breathing turned heavier and deeper, his chest rising against hers with a hunger he could no longer hide.

"Relax..." he whispered, brushing his thumb over her in a way that sent warmth spiraling up her spine. "Let me feel you."

Bella whimpered, the sound soft and broken, and he kissed her knee, her thigh, her stomach, anywhere he could reach while keeping her trembling under his touch.

Then he pressed on her delicate part more firmly, and finally he thrust his middle finger inside her, and she felt sensations she had never felt before. The pleasure was so sudden and sharp that tears filled her eyes without warning.

"Leo..." she cried softly, overwhelmed.

Immediately, he moved.

He slid one arm around her waist and lifted her, pulling her against his chest. Her cheek rested against his skin, and he held her like he was shielding something precious. His other hand stayed at her hips, steadying her, soothing her.

"Hey... hey, look at me," he whispered, kissing the side of her face as she trembled. "It’s okay. It’s just too much at first."

She cried against him...tiny sounds of pleasure and shock and he held her tighter, kissing away her tears, brushing his lips over her cheek, her temple, her jaw.

"You’re doing so well," he murmured, his voice rough with devotion. "Don’t be scared of feeling good."

Bella clung to him, her fingers curling into his shoulders as he thrusted his finger slowly this time, careful and guiding, helping her through the overwhelming rush while he kissed every sound she made.

She felt completely surrounded by him.

Completely protected.

Completely his.

He kissed her deeply, his mouth claiming hers with a hunger he no longer bothered to hide. The kiss swallowed every shaky breath she gave, every soft sound she made, and Bella clung to him the moment the overwhelming pleasure rushed through her again.

His hand moved inside her with slow, firm strokes, the wetness building between his fingers, and Bella broke the kiss with a gasp.

"Leo..." she breathed, trembling.

He leaned forward immediately, kissing her jaw, her cheek, the corner of her mouth, as if he couldn’t bear to leave any part of her untouched.

"You’re taking me so well..." he whispered against her lips, his voice rough and low.

Bella’s breath hitched. Her whole body shook at the way he touched her, at how confidently he guided her through sensations she had never experienced. The sound of his hand moving against her was soft and wet and intimate, something that made heat crawl up her neck.

If anyone heard it, they would blush — she knew it.

Her back arched helplessly, and that was when she felt it: something firm and heated pressed against her lower back through his pants. She froze for a heartbeat, the realization sending another wave of dizziness over her.

Leo noticed.

Of course he did.

His lips curved against her throat as he kissed her again, slower this time, almost reverent.

"That’s just me wanting you," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "Ignore it... or don’t."

Bella’s fingers curled around his shoulders, pulling him closer without thinking, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. His touch grew more focused, more rhythmic, coaxing her higher and higher until she could barely keep her eyes open.

Her breathing turned fast and uneven, her thighs trembling.

"Good girl..." he whispered, kissing her again, swallowing the small cries she couldn’t control.

Her whole body tightened at the sudden rush of pleasure building inside her, rising far too quickly for her to understand or control. Her breath stuttered, her thighs quivered, and she tried to twist away from the intensity, but Leo only tightened his hold, dragging her closer against his chest.

"Ah... Leo... Leo, please..." she whimpered, her voice cracking as she tried to push at his hand.

"Not now," he murmured, his tone deep and unyielding.

His finger kept moving inside her with a focus that made her gasp. Bella arched her back against him, her moans breaking in the air, her eyes fluttering and rolling with each new wave he coaxed out of her.

His mouth brushed her ear, his breath hot.

"Tell me, Bella... have you ever touched yourself before?"

"N-no..." she managed between ragged breaths.

Leo smiled against her skin, a slow, dangerous curve of his lips. "Good girl..."

He kissed the shell of her ear, and his fingers moved again, more faster and firmer. Bella clutched his arm, unable to hold back the soft cries pouring from her. Her tummy tightened, something warm and overwhelming coiling deep inside her in a way she had never felt in her life.

But in the next moment...

His speed slowed.

So suddenly that Bella’s eyes snapped open in shock.

Her breath caught.

Her body trembled with aching need.

She tapped his hand urgently, trying to make him understand, but he only smirked, watching her fall apart beneath him.

"Leo??" she called, her voice trembling.

"Hmm?" He leaned in, brushing a kiss against her cheek. "What is it, Bella?"

"Why... why did you—" she blushed fiercely, unable to say the next words as heat flooded her face and neck.

"Why what?" he asked softly, almost teasingly.

"Why... s-stop..." she whispered, her voice the smallest he had ever heard it.

He stilled, tilted her face toward him, and looked directly into her eyes, dark amusement mixing with something deeper.

"Tell me clearly what you want," he whispered, his thumb brushing her lips, coaxing her to speak.

Bella swallowed, her lashes trembling, her voice barely a whisper.

"C-can you do... fa-ster..."

The innocent, breathless way she said it destroyed him.

A harsh breath left Leo’s chest, heat rushing through every inch of his body as he muttered, "Bella... you’re going to kill me."

And his speed returned in a rush.. hotter, faster, more determined, drawing another cry from her lips as she clung to him, her whole world tilting under the pleasure he gave her.