His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker.-Chapter 465 Force of his desire ★

Warning: R-18

"Bunny... you’re torturing me," he breathed out at last, his voice edged with a roughness she had never heard before. She was touching him so carefully, so slowly, as if he were made of glass. Her hands were soft, warm, nothing like his own rough palms, and every gentle stroke made his muscles tighten helplessly.

Leo’s patience snapped.

He suddenly sat up, and Bella let out a tiny squeal as her hands slipped away. She stared at him with wide eyes, breath caught, while he looked at her with a dark, hungry expression that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Come here," he said, his voice low and commanding.

He caught her wrists gently and guided her hands back, wrapping her fingers around him with steady firmness. Bella blushed so deeply her ears burned, but she didn’t pull back, especially when he leaned close, their foreheads almost touching.

"Let me show you how you’re supposed to do it," he murmured.

His larger hand covered hers, guiding her movements, teaching her the rhythm he liked. Faster, closer, harder, more sure. Bella gasped softly at the sudden change, her cheek brushing his arm as she leaned in, letting him lead her, letting him show her everything he wanted her to learn.

"Good girl..." he whispered against her hair, his breath shaking. "Just like that."

Bella’s fingers curled instinctively, her breath catching as the heat in her palm throbbed against her skin. Her voice came out small and curious, trembling around the edges. "Leo... why are you so hot there?"

He leaned in slowly, so close that his lips brushed the shell of her ear, and she felt his breath slip down her neck like a warm shiver.

"Because you’re touching me," he whispered, his voice so deep and strained that her entire body reacted. "You make me like this, bunny."

The words melted into her, sinking deep. She felt a strange ache coil low in her belly, warm and soft at first, then sharper, needier, as if her body were waking up to something new. Her thighs pressed together without her even thinking, trying to ease the feeling, but it only made her want him more.

Leo felt her little movement. His hand slid to her waist, gripping gently but firmly, pulling her closer until she was practically breathing against his throat.

"Do you feel that?" he murmured, kissing just below her ear, slow and deliberate. "This is what you’re doing to me."

Bella swallowed, her lips parting helplessly.

"I... I feel something too," she whispered, shy and flustered, nails curling lightly against his skin. "My tummy feels... strange."

Leo let out a low sound, almost a groan, and rested his forehead against hers. "That’s because you want me," he said, voice rough. "The same way I want you."

Her eyes were filled with uncertainty and longing at the same time. She leaned in until their noses brushed, her breath mingling with his.

And she felt his body tense under her hands, every muscle tightening as if he were holding himself back. Then suddenly she felt him shudder, a sharp, deep tremble through his stomach and thighs, and a warm white release spilled against her palm. Leo’s breath broke in a low, rough groan as his arm locked instinctively around her waist, pulling her closer as if his body needed her right there.

"Bella... Bella... mine..." His voice was deep and unsteady, the words coming out like a prayer he couldn’t hold back, his face buried in the crook of her neck as he kissed her there, his breath hot and trembling.

His hand loosened around her wrist, and Bella finally looked down, her cheeks warming at the sight of the creamy warmth on her skin. Her lashes fluttered as she looked back up at him shyly.

"Is this... your... sperm?" she whispered.

Leo gave a low groan of yes, still recovering, still trying to catch his breath. "Bunny... wait, let me get tissues—"

Bella shook her head softly.

"There’s no need."

Before he could understand, she lifted her hand slowly, innocently, and brought her fingers toward her lips. Her pink mouth brushed her skin, her tongue flicking delicately as she cleaned herself without a hint of shame, her eyes lowering shyly as if she wasn’t aware of what she was doing to him.

Leo froze.

"Bella..." His voice cracked. "What the heck are you doing?"

She blinked at him with big, honest eyes. "I... I learned this too," she whispered softly.

Leo stared, stunned, his jaw tightening, a hot, fierce ache rising inside him so fast it nearly knocked the breath out of his chest. A thin trail of white clung to the corner of her mouth, and she didn’t even notice. She just looked at him, curious and proud of herself.

And Leo felt heat rush through him again, sharp and uncontrollable.

"Bunny..." His voice dropped to something almost dangerous. "You’re going to kill me."

Her lips parted in confusion, the tiniest creamy smudge still glistening at the corner of her mouth.

He grabbed her waist suddenly, pulling her into his lap with a rough exhale, his forehead dropping to hers as he forced himself to breathe.

"Don’t look at me like that," he whispered. "Don’t do things like that unless you want me to lose all control."

Bella blinked, cheeks pink, body soft in his arms. "Did I do something wrong?"

He cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing her lower lip, wiping the last bit of white away with agonizing slowness.

"No," he murmured, his voice thick and trembling. "You did everything too right."

Bella’s soft smile was the last thing Leo managed to see before something inside him snapped in the most helpless way. He cupped her face and pulled her into a deep kiss, his mouth claiming hers with a hunger he had been holding back for far too long. His lips moved over hers with slow, desperate pressure, and then, unable to stop himself, his tongue slipped past her lips, warm and demanding as it explored her mouth.

Bella gasped softly against him, her fingers curling in reflex around the back of his neck. The kiss deepened until it felt like he was devouring every breath she had, every sound she made, tasting her like he needed her more than air.

Her back arched beneath him as his body leaned closer, almost pushing her backward with the force of his desire. Her nails grazed his back, dragging lightly down his spine, and Leo shuddered, a low, rough sound escaping him as if her touch had set fire to his skin.