The Bonds We Forge IV (+18)

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Not a lemon, but a lime. You love limes, right? 

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Leandro looked at Yuhee, jade-green eyes level and expression unperturbed.

"..."

Yuhee stretched out a hand. Her manicured fingers cupped the strong outline of his face. She gently thumbed his lips. He remained impassive, like a hardened, unwavering mountain. She leaned forward, drawing dangerously close to Leandro, near enough that she could smell him—hear him. 

"Tell me Leandro, is this part of you scared too? Was it bruised, and the color all washed out? Is this part of you guarded as well?"

Her lips were barely a mere few inches away from his.

Lenadro downed his champagne glass, playing with the tip of the rim before placing it on the nearby table. "What good will come if you pry in deep... don't act as if you genuinely care." His other large and strong hand slid across Yuhee's supple, slender leg and pushed it back down on the leather sofa. "I'm a mere toy in your eyes."

Yuhee would never have imagined a single caress would feel so utterly satisfying. So invigorating. She shifted towards him slightly, the champagne flute dangled between her two fingers, lightly.

And she stared at him, transmitting her intentions in a way that couldn't be any clearer.

Leandro returned the challenging look in her eyes with one of his own—mesmerizingly captivating and enthralling like how jades could ever be. The allure in them simmered Yuhee to the bones, boiling her blood like nothing else before him had ever achieved. 

Yuhee placed her champagne down before casually playing with Leandro's shirt-button. 

"We can always switch roles if you want, Leandro~ Isn't that the beauty of roleplaying? I can be anything you want." She stretched a sultry smile his way and pulled at Leandro's button—it flew open.Leandro frowned at how dextrous her fingers were, popping another button open swiftly. Yuhee continued. "It must get dreadfully boring~ Pleasing yourself for who knows how long until you finally get satisfied." 

His frown deepened at Yuhee's teasing words. Leandro sent a small warning glance, to which she ignored altogether. 

She giggled softly, seductively, playfully, while opening up a few more buttons on Leandro's shirt. 

"Noona."

"Come on, Leandro. Let me show you heaven."

Leandro watched as Yuhee swept her leg over his lap and straddled him. Her perfume billowed all over his face, as if to imprint her scent on him. 

His green eyes raked over her slender and inviting body. 

Yuhee unabashedly sent Leandro an electrifying bedroom stare. 

Leandro sighed, hands already sliding on her curvaceous waist. 

'Does she think she can play me?' 

Yuhee grinned victoriously. 

'Does she think I have no experience?' 

She tugged at this shirt, pulling it off. He cooperated, until the damn thing was tossed to the side, fully exposing the chiseled beauty of all his hard work. 

Yuhee bit her lower lip—a breathy, excited gasp escaped her glossed mouth. Her deft hands traveled along Leandro's chest, brushing against the toned skin she longed to dig into. 

"Leandro..." She drew in a shuddering breath. "How dare you hide this from me?" Yuhee glanced up at him while he just shot an almost bored yet amused look at her lust-hazed expression. 

"Hilarious, coming from you. Aren't you hiding something from me as well?" 

She sent him a feral, lustful gaze. 

"I see…"

She leaned slightly back, peering down at him with a heavy-lidded gaze. 

Slowly, Yuhee began to undo her own clothes— 

But Leandro wouldn't have any of that. Instead, with a firm grip on her clothes, and a bit of Aura, he tore her clothes down with one mighty pull. 

Yuhee's eyes widened from shock. She yelped from both surprise and elation at his unexpectedly ferocious action. 

She bit back a seductive grin as her pearl white blouse came apart at the seams. It revealed her creamy chest clad in a lacey, violet lingerie. It matched well with her eyes. 

Yuhee watched as Leandro narrowed his green eyes at the sight of her. A lick of satisfaction sparked off inside of her at how his body shuddered slightly from arousal. 

"You pervert." She sent him a faux distasteful smirk; she rather enjoyed being half-undressed in front of him. 

She playfully tugged at her shirt, pressing her breasts more into Leandro's bare upper body. Her plush lips traced a few inches below his ear. She felt his shudder, causing Yuhee's feral smile to blossom fully. 

"Tell me... Leandro." Her voice turned incredibly sexy. Yuhee made sure he felt the puff of her hot breath grazing his skin as she whispered into his ear. "Are you the type to take it slow? Or do you go in balls-deep from the beginning, tearing me apart so I can feel the whole length of you inside of me? Do my words even phase you that much~?" 

A glint of intensity shone in his otherwise perfectly green and captivating eyes. 

Yuhee's grin reached its pinnacle. Her manicured hands traveled down Leandro's sides, feeling and massaging his skin slowly, seductively, tempting him. 

He stared at her, unblinking. 

"..."

"Oh? Silent treatment, Leandro~? What a brute. But fine, fine..." 

Yuhee guided his warm and rough hands onto her breasts. The roughness of his fingers excited her to no end—and even more so as she watched that stony façade finally crumble a bit. 

He traced his thumbs around her clothed nipples. 

Yuhee stifled a pleased whimper, though it came out more like a kitten-ish mewl. 

Leandro slid his hands further in, until they found the clip of her bra, and with swift fingers, undid them. 

The flimsy thing came loose. Her ample breasts bobbed forward, a creamy, pale white. It made her pink nipples stand out like cherries on two inflated meringues.

Yuhee feasted upon Leandro's darkening eyes, pleased at herself that she was able to change them a bit from their otherwise languid state. 

She unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her arms slowly and onto his lap. 

Her body tingled like wildfire under Leandro's penetrative, heavy gaze. She stared right back as she guided his large palms and cupped them perfectly onto her bare, voluptuous chest. 

Her moan broke through. His touch was electric, sending waves of warmth through her.

"You're quite sensitive, aren't you?" He finally spoke, watching in mild amusement and rising arousal.

Yuhee squirmed in his lap, rubbing and grinding against his erection. A needy whimper escaped her lips, her body alight with longing. She could feel the heat building between her legs, an insatiable itch under her skin that she just couldn't scratch. She slid her core up and down Leandro's bulge, dry-humping his clothed erection and leaving a trail of moisture on him. Ah, she was so close to simply tear the rest of her clothes apart and—

"Well, I guess it's fine to let loose from time to time." But if he did only that, wouldn't he give Yuhee exactly what she wanted? No. That simply wouldn't do. 

Yuhee barely had enough time to register his words before her world spun upside down and she found herself lying on the couch, with Leandro looming over her. 

"Ohh? So bold, all of a sudden~" Yuhee propped herself on one arm. 

She brushed Leandro's messy hair backwards, staring up at his perfectly built features. 

Leandro tilted his head sideways. He pressed himself on her even more. 

Yuhee reveled in feeling all of Leandro's chiseled body against her plump chest. 

"I thought that's what you wanted." 

Her giggle bubbled from out of nowhere upon feeling his hands unclasping the zip of her skirt. 

"You're finally manning up?" 

"I'm finally humoring you." 

"My oh my~ How cold." Yuhee smirked, elevating her legs a little to help Leandro get rid of her skirt. She watched the garment soar over his shoulder before he redirected his attention to her panties, and the garter belt connected to her stockings. 

"..." 

"Hmhm~ Like what you see~?" 

Leandro smiled. A faint curl of the lips. "Risqué. But I'd like to see more what's underneath." 

Yuhee felt his warm, calloused hands skimming across her thighs, all the way to the clip connecting her garter belt and her stockings. 

Leandro skillfully unclipped them. Yuhee bit her lower lip, grinning from anticipation and pleasure as he hooked a finger around her underwear, and in a fluid, smooth motion, pulled it down. 

Yuhee watched Leandro throw it to the side— 

Just as she was about to make a witty remark, Leandro pressed two fingers on her womanhood, completely silencing Yuhee. 

A gasp tore through her throat, echoing off the office like the haunting cries of a ghost. 

'Is he starting already?!' 

Yuhee tried to hold it in— 

But Leandro seemed to be well-informed when it came to a woman's body. He was able to locate her sweet spot quickly. His skilful touches gave her no chance but to exhale, high-pitched and strained, arching her back and grabbing a fistful of the leather couch beneath her. 

He locked-in on it like a hound chasing after its prey. She arched her back further, looking like some sort of misshapen, inverted interrogation mark. 

She writhed with desperation. 

"Ho-oh...~ Aaaaah...! Leandro, wait!" 

Her pleas went unheeded. The man pleasuring her was incredibly deft with his fingers, easily bringing her up and down peaks of pleasure. His fingers pumped in and out of her cunt at a calculated pace. Her folds eagerly parted for his digits, lubricating each one of them.

All of her nectar lewdly trailed down his hand.

He narrowed his eyes at her, the shadow of a smirk playing on his lips. Then, with his free hand, he edged a finger over the puckered hole beneath her quivering pussy. 

Yuhee's eyes widened. "W-W-What are you doing, idiot!?" She jerked up, her buttcheeks flexing.

He grinned fully this time, no doubt taking some form of sadistic glee at making her aroused and uncomfortable, at the same time.

"Such nasty words are coming out of this pretty mouth of yours, CEO-nim..." He murmured as he rubbed his finger over her tight, pink hole. It immediately clenched shut at his touch, not that it deterred him. 

'Cheeky bastard!' 

Yuhee grit her teeth as Leandro's free hand pumped in and out of her pussy while the other leisurely pressed and massaged her anus. He didn't penetrate it, not yet at least. Still, the threat that he could very well surprise her when she least expected it was there.

Maybe that was exactly what he wanted.

Leandro prodded the fissure of her bumhole, not too strong, but deep enough that she could feel the pink rims slowly unfurling. A warm corrent pooled up in her stomach.

"Anghh~!!"

A hot jolt of electricity spread across her trembling lower body, settling itself in the pit of her stomach. 

She hated to admit it, but the sensations had taken control of her voice.

Then Leandro gently raised her creamy leg, pressing kisses on her inner thigh. His lips sensually latched onto her white, sensitive skin, gaining further ground with each kiss—until his mouth hovered over her drenched womanhood. 

He briefly inhaled her musky arousal. 

Yuhee gasped out loud. A shuddering mewl ripped through her. She wanted to moan freely; it wasn't like anyone was going to judge her as she was in the safety of her office. 

Leandro enveloped his hot lips over her pussy. His tongue swiped a trail against her pink clit before flicking it ever so gently. He didn't start licking fervently right away. He went slow—hot, gentle puffs of his breath teased the woman writhing underneath him. 

Yuhee melted away when Leandro inserted another finger, increasing the intensity of his licking at the same time, eating her out and leaving her absolutely boneless on her leather couch. 

"Heut… Heut♡" She panted, watching helplessly as Leandro expertly played with all her weak spots. His tongue, warm, hot, and feathery light, teased her clit. While his fingers rutted in and out of her. "Ahnnn~ Heut… L-Leandro ♡… Heut…" 

Yuhee felt an orgasm approaching as she desperately buckled and trashed under Leandro's restraining touch. 'Isn't… this… a bit too fast?' 

Really, it was as if Yuhee was burned. As if Leandro had opened a gate for something savage to leave her, because she convulsed in ungodly ecstasy, looking more like a demon that was let out of hell rather than a CEO in her company. 

She curled and writhed on her office couch, screaming and moaning in such an unfiltered state that she could only imagine her secretaries leaning on the closed doors to eavesdrop. 

"Fuuu—Anghh—ck!"

Waves upon waves of orgasmic pleasure overtook Yuhee. 

Leandro dragged his tongue upwards and flattened it over her clit. 

Yuhee couldn't do anything—other than moaning like a slut as she came—a mind-shattering orgasm so, so unexpected. Despite the drunken haze, she could vividly see a trail of clear juices squirting over him. 

Were this another world, she could have given Blastoise a run for its money. 

Leandro retracted his fingers, watching her juices drip off. 

She breathed hard, eyes landing on him just as he extended an arm to grab his glass of champagne, refill it, and take a sip as if nothing happened. 

'Hah… look at this bastard…' 

"This champagne was certainly worth the trip." 

Yuhee sucked on her bottom lip. Her blood surged all across her body, igniting fires where it once lay dormant. 

"I don't recall telling you that you could stop." 

She gave him a harsh, purple-eyed stare that could have sent any of her employees scattering like mice. 

"Oh…" Leandro tilted his head, pretending innocence. "Sorry… did you really think I was going to fuck you, CEO-nim? Wouldn't that be utterly scandalosu?" 

She shot him a haughty smirk. "After playing with my body like that, aren't you a devil?" Yuhee brought herself up and crawled on all-fours over to Leandro—and, once near, she pulled him by the chin. "A devil indeed, Leandro." Yuhee licked her own juice clean off his lips. "You'll regret ever playing with the lioness, boy~" 

Yuhee shifted onto his lap, guiding a palm over Leandro's bulging erection. 

"Lioness?" He chuckled. "More like a little vixen." 

"Is that how you see me?" 

If she had a fox tail, it'd be wagging behind her, fluffy and soft.

"From the moment I saw, I knew you'd be trouble." 

She tittered. 

"I hope you've been thinking about me as much as I did about you~" 

Her immaculate—now disheveled—hair fell over one of her beautiful, purple eyes. She blew the stubborn lock away, only for it bounce back down on her cheek, clinging onto the sweat. 

"My thoughts are reserved for far better fantasies, Yuhee Noona." 

"Oh, really, Leandro?" She shifted closer. "And here I thought I was unforgettable." 

"Maybe… until the next distraction comes along." 

She tittered. "We can't have that~" And then she approached her lips one more time, but he clamped a hand over her mouth and pushed her back. 

"Really, Leandro~? Despite being this hard, you're still pushing me away?" 

Yuhee couldn't even react before Leandro's other large palm captured her wrists, and pinned it above her head, against the armrest of the leather office couch. 

"Hmm…" He eyed her up and down. "You want to repay the favor?" 

She swept her tongue over her lips. "You won't regret it, Lee-an-dro ♡." 

Leandro laughed—he actually fucking laughed in her face. 

"Aren't you getting ahead of yourself?" 

She gave him a defiant stare. "Am I?" 

"No… no, no, no. This look doesn't suit you, Noona. You're playing adult games with me. I'm far too old to dance in the palm of your hand." 

"What are you—Heut—Ahnnn♡" 

Leandro's other hand sidled up Yuhee's stocking-clad thigh. He wasn't rough. Instead, his fingers glided over her skin with feathery lightness, skating on the trails of her arousal as if it were ice. 

Until they reached her wet core. 

"Leandro, wait—Ahnn♡" 

He skillfully teased her clit, causing the beautiful CEO to choke back her moan. 

He laughed softly. Yuhee never heard his voice so rumbly and husky. 

"Hur… Leandro♡… No… Please… Ahhhnn♡… I c-can't…" 

She was embarrassed to realize the growing volume of her moans. And she hated that it fed into his ego, with a smirk still curving Leandro's usually stern, handsome, stoic face. 

Fuck, what were the chances of one of her employees listening in? 

She wasn't even supposed to do this shit at the workplace! 

But damn… the temptation of whittling him down until he was a servant of her flesh had won her over. 

Now—

Yuhee bit her lower lip, choking back a strained, erotic whimper as Leandro rutted a finger in and out of Yuhee's womanhood. Then two. Two became three, then four digits—thrusting in and out of Yuhee's slick entrance, making lewdly, wet noises. Leandro watched her body quiver and spasm with arousal and fascination. 

—she was being played with. 

Yuhee threw back her head against her leather couch, heaving and mewling at Leandro's sensual touch. 

'God, I need a fucking stick to smack this guy!' 

Yuhee gritted her teeth just as a strained moan flew past her glossed lips. 

His talented hand worked with increasing intensity. Having already familiarized itself with the inner-workings of her insides, making her come took an even shorter time now. 

And by Gods… 

The orgasm shook Yuhee to her core. 

"L-L-Leandro… waaaaaii—aaaaaah!" 

With sweat pouring down her skin, Yuhee arched her back, painfully so, as Leandro still had her hands pinned above her. The tremors coursed through her like an earthquake. 

Her delicate face scrunched up in agonizing ecstasy while she could do nothing but to roll in waves of pleasure like a pig in its own sticky filth.

Leandro, with half-lidded eyes, watched Yuhee experience the zenith of pleasure to its fullest extent with an fascinated expression. Her juices splattered all over the leather couch. 

Slowly, he released his fingers. 

Yuhee breathed harshly on her couch, curling in post-orgasmic delight. She pulled up one leg, blocking her oversensitive slit that Leandro had so horribly teased and mistreated. 

"You… You…" 

"I'm going back. It was quite fun, and—oh, I'll be taking this if you don't mind." 

Leandro grabbed the bottle of champagne and, without looking back, made his way out. 

"..."