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“Not everyone hates being an accountant.”
I laughed a little. “Oh? Have you met a lot of accountants?”
“No, but certainly some people like it.”
“That’s fair. But I wasn’t one of them, at least not after a while. I wanted to chase my dreams and I did. I’d say things worked out pretty okay, wouldn’t you?”
He looked around, but he hesitated to answer. Finally, he spoke. “You do have this beautiful theater to show for it. You’ve started to build a community here, too. The crew loves you. You’ve made friends for life. The other business owners seem to love you. I hear buzz in town. People are excited about what you’re building here, what you’re bringing back to the community. I’m proud of what you’ve done here, and it’s only going to get better.”
“Thanks.” Instead of waiting for him to press for more details, I took matters into my own hands. “My turn to ask you a question.”
“Anything.”
I grinned wickedly, raising an eyebrow. “Anything?”
Levi smirked and nodded. “Anything.”
“If you were required to choose only one position from rock, paper, scissors for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?”
A surprised laugh bubbled up out of him. “Rock. It’s solid. Protective, not destructive like scissors. And not easily destroyed like paper.”
“Wow,” I said appreciatively. “Very deep.”
“How about you?”
“Simple,” I said. “Paper. Statistically it’s the least picked, so you have slightly better odds. At least according to the internet.”
He laughed. “No way. I don’t believe you.”
“Fine,” I said. “I’ll prove it.” I quickly pulled out my phone and pulled up the article I’d read earlier that day. “Here.”
When Levi reached for my phone, his fingertips grazed mine and something shifted between us, the air electrifying. I released my phone for him to take, but he took my hand in his instead. I shifted my gaze from where my phone had clattered on the floor to look directly into Levi’s blue eyes. They were dark, hungry, and he moved swiftly across the blanket to pull me to him in a searing kiss. The dam I’d been building up inside me for so long burst and I knew I wanted him, and soon.
His lips moved insistently on mine, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, and I caught myself letting out a deep groan of appreciation and lust as he sat back and pulled me forward to straddle his lap, the food effectively forgotten.
Chapter Fifteen
Levi
Ipulled him close to me, unable to resist any longer, and buried my hands in his shirt as we kissed. Our tongues danced and tangled, sliding together as we kissed feverishly. Soren’s groan sent a bolt of need through me, my cock hardening desperately, and I moaned in response. He was as eager as I was, his hands gripped tight on my shoulders and the back of my neck, crowding into my space as much as I was holding him tight.
His fingers teased the base of my neck and I released him briefly with one hand, long enough to pull my hair down from its usual tie and release my shoulder-length locks. Soren groaned appreciatively and ran his fingers through my hair, making my scalp tingle.
“Shit,” he murmured into my mouth.
I smirked against his lips. “Yeah?”
He kissed me again. “I want you to fuck me.”
I inhaled sharply, my cock throbbing with sudden, ferocious desire. We’d never gone beyond kissing and blow jobs, though he had enjoyed the occasional finger pressed against his hole as I sucked him. The idea of burying my cock inside him… I wasn’t sure I’d last long. I wanted him too much. I rocked forward and slid Soren off my lap onto the floor. Standing, I reached down to pull him up with me. “Couch.” I tilted my head in the direction of the furniture I’d pushed out of the way to make room for our picnic.
We stumbled our way to the couch, fumbling with each other’s jeans as we did. When his jeans were open, I gently pushed his shoulders until he sat and, once he was down, pulled off his jeans and boxers and tossed them aside. Soren yanked his shirt off and discarded it while I stripped in front of him. When we were both naked, I sank to my knees, spread his legs wide, and tugged him forward so he was sitting on the edge of the couch.
I moved my hands to spread his cheeks wide, holding him open and glanced up to check in. His eyes were dark and he had his bottom lip pinned between his teeth.
“You okay?” When he nodded, I leaned in and dragged my tongue against his hole. Soren gasped and squirmed, letting out a shaky moan. Once he was still, I did it again, sliding a fingertip along his damp entrance in addition to my tongue, eliciting a whimper from him. I lapped at him over and again until his hole was soft and he was groaning and rocking down into my touch. Encouraged, I thrust my tongue into him over and again until he was writhing and moaning, his head thrown back against the couch, one hand gripping the fabric of the couch in a tight fist.
I eased the tip of my finger into him, looking up to watch for his reaction. He tensed for a fraction of a second at the intrusion. In response, I leaned in and flicked my tongue around where I was penetrating him. He relaxed further and gently, I slid it deeper inside, fucking him with it.
