The Mafia's Queen: Entangled With A Psycho.

Leo put down his glass and moved closer to the bathtub, squatting down to look Becca straight in the eyes. He stretched out his hand and caressed her cheeks, the smile on his face as bright as ever.

" Leo, can I ask you something?" Becca broke the short moment of silence between them.

Becca wanted to ask about his tattoos, the marks. She knew she wasn't hallucinating, it wasn't her orgasms giving her elusions, they were real. She saw them and wanted to know what they were.

Every single thing that happened between them meant the world to her, Leo meant a lot to her and she wanted to know. She needed to. Even if he wasn't ready to open up, she would be willing to wait for him just as he waited for her.

" Anything." Leo answered and Becca dropped her gaze to look at the water in the tub for awhile, gathering her words before looking back at him.

" When did you get your tattoos?" Becca wanted to be tactical about this. She couldn't just come up and ask him what the marks were about, it might just reopen the old wounds. The plan was to get to know Leo more and that was a gradual process, bit by bit. Even she didn't want to go straight for the jugular.

Leo smiled, he already knew what Becca's plans were before she even went ahead with them. She was like an open book. A book that only him was allowed to read. He wasn't angry that she wanted to breach his wall, in fact he was thrilled.

If there was anyone in the world he would love to share everything with then it would be Becca. But the question here was would she take it once he lets it all out? How would she react? How would she look at him? Would her pretty green eyes still be filled with adoration when she looked at him?

" I didn't get them all at once but got most of them when I was eighteen." He answered and Becca almost spat out her wine.

" Eighteen? You got most of your tattoos when you were eighteen?" Becca asked surprised. " My mother would hang me if I got one at that age." 

Leo chuckled at the look on Becca's face. " What are you talking about? Johnny has tattoos." Leo said, tucking strands of Becca's hair behind her ear.

" Yeah, because he got them when he was in his twenties not eighteen." Becca's eyes still wide as she stared at Leo like someone who just fell from the sky. 

The fuck? He was eighteen and already had so much tattoos? What kind of parents did he have?

" Well me and Johnny aren't the same person." Leo said, scooping a small amount of water and trickled it down her chest.

A pink blush tainted Becca's cheeks at Leo's action. She stared at the him as he shamelessly assaulted her breasts and her blush deepened as memories of everything they did that morning flashed through her mind.

She bit her lip while Leo chuckled, amused by her behavior.

After letting Becca soak in the warm water for awhile, Leo scooped her up in his arms and sauntered back to their bedroom.

He grabbed a bathrobe from the closet and make Becca wear it. " I will get you breakfast. You must be starving by now." Leo said and before Becca could open her mouth to speak, her empty stomach beat her to it. Making its presence known.

Leo chuckled and looked at the clock. " Make that lunch then."

He laughed again and headed out of the room, leaving Becca alone with her thoughts. 

Leo said he got his tattoos when he was eighteen, so did it mean he had those marks when he was way younger than that? How did he get them? And why did he feel the need to cover them up with tattoos if they were just scars?

Becca's mind buzzed with questions as she sat on the bed and wrapped her arm around herself.

It didn't take long before Leo returned with a tray of food in his hands. He sat with her on the bed and with a big smile on his face, he brought the first spoonful of food to her lips and Becca ate until she finished everything on the plate.

Leo grinned at Becca, licking his lips as he shamelessly dropped his gaze to her breasts that were slightly exposed in the robe she wore. Becca followed his line of sight to see what he was staring at and shook her head before putting her finger under his chin to lift his daze. But instead of looking away from the delicious yet sinful sight of Becca's blossoms, he kept his eyes fixed on them, refusing to look away.

The shameless bastard.

" Hey, stop looking at my chest. We just had sex a few hours ago and besides I just ate. Aren't we supposed to wait at least thirty minutes?" Becca asked, covering her chest from Leo's shameless eyes.

" That's for swimming." Leo responded, tugging away Becca's hands that attempted to cover up her breasts. Those hands of hers were cruelly trying to block his view of the most beautiful things in existence.

" T—that's also applicable in sex." Becca stammered as Leo's finger adjusted the robe to show more of her breasts.

" I don't think so." He chuckled and kept slowly shifting the robe, exposing more of Becca's breast. Just the way he liked.

Becca's cheeks turned pink as she held Leo's hand that she knew was aiming to squeeze one of her breasts.

" Hey!" She whined when Leo bypassed her defense and used his other hand to squeeze her breast, rubbing her nipples that were already hardened and begging for attention.

" What? Are you still sore?" Leo asked, slightly worried and Becca shock her head.

" Well, no. Not anymore." Becca answered softly, blinking at him as a sly smile curved his lips.

He moved closer to Becca and filled his nostrils with her delectable scent as he hugged her, thanking the heavens that she was still naked under the robe. And the sweet taste of her lips burnt him as he devoured her in a kiss.

Still assaulting Becca's poor lips, Leo's hands snaked under her robe and rubbed her clit. He started gently before increasing his speed, sending so much pleasure through Becca that she couldn't even focus on their kiss anymore.

So she broke it, her face just inches away from Leo's as she moaned against his lips.

Becca shuddered as the orgasm hit her hard and she threw her head back, letting out a loud moan that sent a pulse down Leo's cock. His balls swelling from the heat of her pussy.

Leo knew he shouldn't, he literally just overworked her a few hours ago and at the rate he was doing it, her beautiful pussy would fry from all the orgasms he was giving her. All the ones he was willing to give her but then how could he resist? Becca was in a white robe for God's sake. Her cheeks tainted with a blush and her hair let loose and everything.

Not to mention how the demons in his head were snarling at him. He would literally be begging for a panick attack if he tried to resist the swirling temptation.

A small tug at the robe's belt and the most beautiful yet most deadly thing in Leo's life came into view. Becca's freshly disvirgined pussy.

The woman was going to turn him into a nymphomaniac. Well just great, why not just add one more mental health conditions to his list. As if his addiction to killing wasn't enough, he just had to go ahead and got addicted to her as well.

Leo licked his lips again, savoring the magnificent sight that Becca was.

Fuck it, what's one more addiction? Satyriasis never killed anybody he knew and it definitely wouldn't kill him when he had his little kitten next to him. With the face Becca made when she had her release, it was like she was practically begging him to make love to her.

So sweet, hot as fuck, she literally seduced him by blinking so blame her, not him. 

He shrugged the robe off Becca's shoulders, already fucking her with his eyes before he even let his sword out of it's scabbard and it seemed Leo wasn't the only horny one here because Becca right now was a different story.

While trying to catch her breath, her slender fingers began attacking the buttons of his shirt. Undoing them at the most pleasurable yet maddening pace.

The woman was taking her sweet time. For what you may ask. Leo's devious kitten was doing it to pay him back, to crush him. To bring him to his fucking knees and it was working.

Becca's plan of torture was full proof. She had her delightful body out for Leo's eyes to see, to arouse him even more while she tortured him by stripping him slowly. 

Well played, little kitten. Well played. She did learn well from the master after all.

After what felt like forever, Becca finally finished with his buttons and Leo pulled it off him as fast as he could. He stood up and pulled down his pants by himself because he knew what would happen if he let Becca do it.

Blue balls. That's what was going to happen to him if he let Becca do it. 

Becca giggled as Leo drooped her on bed and rolled her to lay on top of him as he wrapped a firm arm around her to keep her in place. Gasping when Leo's palm met her ass cheek in a spank.

" So good yet so naughty." He said, spanking her ass once more and she stuck her tongue out at him, knowing fully well what her crimes were but refused to apologise for them.

" Are you the only one who is allowed to be naughty in the relationship?" Becca asked in a teasing tone, feeling Leo's dick poking her entrance.

" You love it when I'm naughty." Leo smirked, rubbing her ass cheek to soothe the area he spanked.

" So do you. You love it when I'm naughty." Becca said before letting out a moan when Leo thrust into her, starting slow before increasing his speed.

" I like my palm on your ass cheeks when I spank you so please go ahead. Be as naughty as you want. Be your man's naughty little girl." Leo groaned, thrusting deeper and Becca's eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure.

She moaned as the pressure built up again, almost blacking out as the orgasm hit her like a harsh wave. A wave of pleasure though.

This time was different. The sex they just had was different from the first one. This one of rougher, harder and the orgasm that followed was even better.

Then a questions popped up in Becca's head. Was Leo really holding himself back when they first did it? And would he always make love to her the way he just did?

She didn't know the answer to the second question but she really hoped ' yes' would be it.

Leo's cock pulsed inside her and he shot his warm release into her, filling her up.

Breathing heavily, Leo kissed Becca's forehead and pulled her into his embrace, letting her bask in the warm his body provided her.

" Leo?" Becca called out softly, tracing his tattoos with her finger and he hummed in response.

" Yes, my love." Leo answered, feeling her fast beating heart against his chest as he cuddled her naked.

" You got to start using condoms.." Becca whispered, nuzzling his neck and he chuckled.