With a grunt, he thrusts into me, filling me completely.
“Levi!” I cry out, a perfect blend of pain and pleasure taking over me.
He sets a punishing pace, forcing me into the mattress. Rendering me utterly raptured and irreversibly claimed.
My hands stay limp above my head, occasionally clutching at the sheets. Yet I meet his every move, each thrust deeper and more devastating than the last.
“Fuck, baby, take it,” he growls. “God, Cece!”
His hand wraps around my stomach, pulling me up, closer against him. His hold is firm but still impossibly gentle. He bites down on my shoulder, ravaging me from behind, his fingers brutal on my nub.
A third wave of my release is burning blindingly fast. And I find myself helpless in its path.
“Come for me, baby,please,” he whispers raggedly into my ear, his breath hot. “Just one more…”
I nod frantically, deliriously mute except for the inhumane sounds escaping me.
My orgasm hits me like a blow this time. My whole body surrenders to it, the intensity leaving me thoroughly boneless, completely at his mercy.
He continues to thrust hard, chasing his own release. Until his groans become louder and his rhythm becomes frenzied. Dropping me back on the bed, he goes limp over me, kissing me gently on my neck.
We’re a sweaty, panting mess at the end of it, collapsing onto the mattress. But I don’t give a damn.
“What the—” I breathe out. “What the hell just happened?”
He quickly wraps his arms around me, drawing me closer. I can hear the smile in his breathless voice. “That was us learning something new about each other.”
I huff out a startled laugh, my body still trembling from the aftershocks. Then I turned to look at him, eyes soft.
He’s still winded but refusing to let go of me. Holding me tighter against him, our sweat-mingled bodies still tingling from the intensity we just shared.
My lips find his ear, brushing just beneath it as I press a soft kiss there.
“Levi,” I murmur, my heart pounding so hard it feels lodged somewhere in my throat. Right beside the words that no longer seem quite as daunting as they once did.
He leans back slightly, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Yeah, baby?”
Say it, Cece.
“I…” I swallow hard, forcing my throat to work.
“Mmm?”
“I love you, Levi,” I whisper brokenly, despite the steadiness of my resolve.
He goes completely still. Every muscle in his body locks around me. “What?” His voice cracks so sharply that it steals something from my chest.
Before I can repeat those precious words, his warmth disappears momentarily. Just enough for him to pull back and stare at me.
His hands are still gripping my waist.
His eyes are still locked on mine.
But now that I can actually see him, I see the raw hope mixed with disbelief. The desperate, terrified part of him that had apparently been waiting for this moment longer than I realized.
God.
His eyes are shining.
