Hell, it was reckless, but I kind of wanted them to.
“Levi.”
I moaned his name in his ear. I swore his thrusts got harder the moment I did, my eyes glazing over. I couldn't think. I could barely even see. All I could focus on was the feeling of his cock inside me, and the way our bodies fit so damn perfect together.
He knotted his fingers in my hair, pulling my head forward and kissing me again, our tongues dancing as he fucked me harder. He kept the same rhythm until he suddenly pulled back, pulling out of me.
“What?” I gasped. “What’s?—”
Without missing a beat, he pulled me against his body and rolled onto his back, seating me on top of him. I squealed as he lifted my hips, placing me over his cock and thrusting up inside me again.
Holy fuck. My eyes rolled back. I gasped, planting my hands on his chest, my head tipping and hair tumbling down my shoulders. Taking him this way was even more intense. There was something about this angle, about sitting on him. Gravity was doing all the work, and his cock was so fully deep inside me, I swore I’d be feeling him for days.
“Oh my god,” I gasped.
“You're fucking gorgeous. You look like a goddess right now.”
I felt like a goddess. I put all of my weight into my hands, lifting my hips up slightly before going back down, setting my own rhythm now that I was on top. Levi’s calloused hands ran up and down my sides, cupping my face, tugging my hair. Pleasureshot through me as I moved, our bodies dancing together. The sound of our skin meeting, our breaths melding, our bodies becoming one—all of it was pushing me closer to coming.
Fuck. That hungry desperation reared its head as I rode him. I raked my nails down his chest, earning a hiss between his teeth. I hadn't even meant to do it, but he grabbed hold of my wrist, keeping my nails against his skin and nodding.
“Again. I want to see you all over me when I wake up in the morning. I want Mateo to see it tomorrow on our date.”
That alone made my hips move faster. I scratched him again, leaving angry red marks over his chest. There was something so incredibly erotic about knowing it turned him on. Ilikedmarking him. I liked knowing that he wanted to see me on him later.
I wanted that too, I realized.
“I want you to bite me. Mark me. I want the same thing,” I rasped. “Spank me. Bite me.Something.”
Levi groaned, his hips lifting up and down with every movement. “I’ll spank you later. I promise. I’m too close to coming right now.”
I was too close too. All I could do was nod breathlessly, bouncing up and down and chasing the orgasm that was so, so close. I tipped my head back, my eyes shutting as I let the euphoria overtake me.
“That’s right. I can feel you milking my cock. I want to feel you come around me. I want to feel you squeezing me.”
He talked me through every feeling, his voice low and raspy.
“You’re doing so good for me. Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”
I whimpered, sucking in a breath the moment I found the right spot. His cock was hitting me just right, our bodies moving at a tempo that was perfect.
“I’m so close. I’m so close.”
“Fuck, that’s good. That’s really fucking good. Use my cock, baby. It’s all yours. Every fucking inch.”
I leaned forward, crying out as every muscle tensed and my orgasm shattered me. Everything disappeared around me, the connection between us grounding me as I came. I lost track of time, of where I was, of everything.
All I could focus on was riding out the pleasure, and Levi’s voice. Still talking low. Soft.
“That’s my girl. You’re so beautiful when you come. You’re so fucking gorgeous, Avery. I’m lucky to be here with you.Good girl.”
I melted against him, collapsing forward with a soft sigh. He moved his hips, still thrusting into me until his body still and he grunted, his grip tightening as he came.
Part of me wished his condom was off so I could feel his cum inside me. That thought danced in my mind as our bodies relaxed and I laid completely on top of him.I could stay here forever.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Levi
