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Levi rammed into my middle, pulled me up over his shoulder, and then let me drop on the soft couch. I pushed against him, but he caught my wrists in his hands and secured them above my head. Before I could kick him, he straddled me with his massive body.
I jerked but could barely move an inch.
I stopped, thinking he would let me go so we could have a real fight, but he didn’t move. I tugged on my arms; I tried twisting my hips.
“What are you doing?” I jerked some more, trying to get free.
“You want to burn your rage off, sweetheart, then do it. I’ll hold you while you thrash and scream like an animal.”
I stared at him, appalled. “What?”
He didn’t say or do anything. I pulled on my arm, tried lifting my hips, kicking my legs, but it didn’t make any difference.
What it did was increase the friction between his body and mine and that certainly reminded me of what had happened in the club. The way we danced together, his possessive hands in mine, his lips on my neck, his breathless whispers in my ear.
Heat spread over my body and I purposely rolled my hips up, knowing I would rub against him, creating more friction.
Levi’s brow furrowed. “What are you doing, sweetheart?”
“There’s another way you can help me burn this rage, this energy off,” I said, my voice husky, unrecognizable.
The blue in his eyes became dark steel as he stared down at me. His jaw ticked and popped; his neck tensed. “You’re talking nonsense.”
It was like a bucket of freezing water being thrown on my head. What the hell had I suggested? Was I out of my mind? And worse … he had rejected me.
Was I that unappealing to him? I didn’t think I was the prettiest female out there, but I knew I wasn’t on the ugly list either. He had called me pretty a few times, and even said I looked stunning earlier this evening. At the club, had it all been pretend? He hadn’t felt anything like I did.
My body deflated and I jerked against him, this time careful not to rub my hips on his. “Forget I said anything,” I muttered, suddenly embarrassed.
When he didn’t let me go, I stopped moving and turned my face, so I was looking at the side of the couch.
Then one of his hands slid from my wrist, around my shoulder, to my rib cage, just underneath my breast. Levi shifted his body over mine, so he wasn’t straddling me, but he was perfectly positioned, his hard-on pressed against the apex of my thighs.
He leaned into me, stared into my eyes, and said with a growl, “Just remember you asked for it.”
Then he crashed into me.
16
No sweet kiss, no tender moment. From the first second, Levi claimed my lips as his and ravaged every inch of my mouth. He sucked on my tongue, making me gasp.
I melted into the delicious, possessive kiss. I didn’t think I had ever been kissed like this before, and I couldn’t wait to see how the rest would feel.
Meeting his rhythm, I reached up and started undoing the buttons of his shirt. I had seen him shirtless before, and damn, I wanted to touch all of his ripped muscles, to lick them all.
With a growl, Levi broke off the kiss and pulled back. With his desire-filled gaze locked on mine, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rose, taking me with him. He carried me to the dining table, sat me at the edge, ripped his shirt off, and crashed into me again.
This time I was ready for him and when his mouth touched mine, I parted my lips instantly and let him in. I wrapped my legs around his waist, hiking my dress up, and slid my hands over his shoulders and back. By the light, he was so damn hot.
He ground against me, his hard-on creating delicious friction. I moaned, sure he could get me to climax like this.
With a growl, Levi dragged his lips to my jaw and whispered in my ear, “Your sweet scent drives me crazy, sweetheart.”
I barely processed his words, lost in the heat of his tongue as it traveled down my neck, licking, sucking, and biting, while he worked the straps of my dress down and around my shoulders. He licked my collarbone and folded the top part of my dress, freeing my breasts.
His tongue drew a line around the top curve of my breast, going around it, and one of his hands closed around the other breast, and pinched the nipple.
He closed his mouth over my other nipple and sucked hard. I cried in pure pleasure and buried my hands in his luscious hair. I saw the hint of a big tattoo curling around the top of his shoulders, but right now, I couldn’t care less about a tattoo.
