“Mental abuse can be just as bad.”
“It can be in a lot of ways.” I swallowed the flame in my chest. The idea of anyone harming Avery made me want to commit homicide. “I think Austin and Dallas watched her break apart. Then their dad passed away literally on their drive home, and she moved back here, and since then—they do everything they can to protect her. I get it. I really do. And I’ve sat on the sidelines just telling myself I could never have her.”
“I’d never want to hurt her.”
“Me neither.”
“I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to get involved then.”
“The thing is, Levi—we’re all adults. If you want her and she wants you, then there’s no reason not to go after that feeling.”
“You better not say ‘why not’ to me right now.”
I chuckled, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “All I’m saying is that Avery is worth taking the chance on. And as someone who’s waited two years to start showing her how much I care for her—don’t wait.”
Levi hummed, finally turning his head to look at me. I met his gaze and everything in the world seemed to slow.
“What about us?” he asked.
“Well, I told you I want you.”
“And if I said I want you too?”
My heart slammed against my ribcage. “I’d ask what are we still doing holding hands on your back porch?”
“And then I’d get up and lead you to my bedroom.”
“And I’d get on my knees and suck your cock.”
Levi pulled my hand toward his lap. My palm smoothed over the denim, and his hard cock strained against his zipper. Jesus Christ, he was fucking huge.
“Maybe we should kiss first,” he said.
“Maybe we should.”
We put our drinks down on the porch. Then, he dragged me forward. The porch swing squeaked beneath us as he pulled me into his lap, lifting me with an ease that made my head spin. It wasn’t like I was a light guy, but the way he manhandled me made me feel like a goddamn princess.
And I fucking liked it. Even knowing that I was going to dominate him, I liked it.
No, Ilovedit.
My knees settled on either side of his hips. My cock hardened, rubbing against the outline of his erection as I rocked my body against his. His fingers knotted in my short curls and he tugged my mouth to his. His mouth was hot and needy, but so was mine. Our kiss was rough. Hungry. Desperate to satiate this thirst I’d had for the hockey player ever since he dusted our town with his expensive unworn boots.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
Fuck was right. I drew back, holding his gaze for a second. Something unspoken passed between us and in one easy motion,my legs wrapped around his waist as he stood up, holding me to him as he carried me through the backdoor.
It slammed behind us, echoing through the house as he shoved me against the wall. Our kisses consumed us, every part of my body on fire for him.
“I hope you have lube and condoms,” I gasped.
“I do. Thank fucking god.” He paused for a moment, cocking his head. “Am I fucking you or are you fucking me?
I raised a brow. “Do you want me to fuck you, Levi?”
He swallowed hard enough his throat bobbed. Pink blossomed in his cheeks, turning his face scarlet.
“We can do both,” I offered. “I got all night. I’m off the clock unless Whynot catches on fire.”
