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“We can still do that. Naked. After you’ve made love to me.” My words are bold, completely unlike me, but the way his face blazes with desire, I think they hit their mark. He just brings out this braver, more daring side of me.
With the quickness of a cheetah, he wraps me in his arms, picking me up easily as he walks towards his bedroom. My legs wrap around his waist, and there’s no mistaking his level of excitement. Like some hussy, I grind myself against his erection, the balls of his piercing rubbing me in the most perfect, eye-crossing way.
“Stop doing that or you’ll make me embarrass myself. It’s been a really long week without you, sweetheart.”
“You went a whole year without it before. Now, one week is gonna kill you?” I ask, my hands toying with the longer locks of his hair.
“That was before I had a taste of you.” His words are the accelerant to the already raging fire between us.
Levi lays me on the bed, covering my body with his own. Our fingers are entwined, raised high above our heads as he devours my mouth in a bruising kiss. Shamelessly, I grind against his erection, wishing our clothes were gone. His hips thrust in sync with his tongue driving me wilder than ever before.
“Please. Hurry,” I beg in a choppy out-of-breath way.
“On it,” he says, jumping up to his knees. He makes quick work of shedding both of our clothes, even though he takes a moment to worship whatever part of me he’s exposing.
He reaches for a condom, but I stop his movement with a hand to his forearm. “I trust you.” And I do. So much it hurts. That’s why I took it so hard when I figured out he was SimpleMan. But even now, after knowing what he did, I still trust him, because no one will ever compare to Levi. No one will ever hold my heart in the palm of his hand and treat it as if it were the most valuable treasure in the world. Sure, he hurt me, but that wasn’t his intention.
I know that now.
“You do?” he chokes out, and if I’m not mistaken, his eyes cloudy with tears.
“Yes. There’s no one I trust more than you.”
He closes his eyes, his throat working hard to swallow, and when he opens them again, I see it. Love. No, he hasn’t said the words, but I feel them. They radiate beauty and life from his eyes, his love shining brightly like a lighthouse on the coast. And that love is for me.
“Hold on, angel. This is gonna be a rough ride,” he says with a sassy smirk before lining up his erection and slowly pushing forward. It’s funny (not funny haha, but funny strange) how tight my body seems after merely a week without him.
Those magical balls slide easily against my inner walls, driving me closer and closer to orgasm. My breathing is erratic until he becomes fully seated within me. Then, he stops.
And stares.
He gazes down in awe at where we’re joined together so intimately. He looks up to my eyes, a whirlpool of emotions shining brightly. Three little words are on the tip of my tongue, but then I can practically hear Payton shouting at me. “You can’t say I love you while having sex.”
So I bite my tongue and don’t say the words I long to say.
Our bodies crash together, frantic and quick-paced. We’re both strung too tightly to even attempt to fend off the sweet release that’s barreling down on us. Sweat has broken out on his forehead as he drives into my body, each pump of his masterful hips bringing me closer and closer to euphoria.
Levi remains on his knees, but bends down enough to take my hips with his and my hands within his. I feel so much bliss with each trust, my own muscles starting to tighten around him. And we all know that when that happens and I feel that piercing slide against me, it’s pretty much over. My body can’t recover from that kinda teasing.
Arching my back, I let him push me over the cliff, the bright white light of paradise drowning me and lifting me up all at the same time. Blood swooshes in my ears, but not enough that I can’t hear the one name falling from my lips. “Levi.” It’s his name I call over and over again as he draws every ounce of pleasure he can from my orgasm.
And only then does he follow me over the edge, my name dripping from his incredible lips like a blessing and a curse. He shudders within me, grunting from the sheer force of his release, his sandy blond hair hanging down in his face.
His eyes meet mine, a mix of ecstasy and fatigue. Turning together, we remain joined, wrapped around each other as if the other was a lifeline. We’re both sweaty, but that’s okay. I mean, maybe we can move this party to the shower.
My hands are in his hair, my legs still wrapped around him, as our breathing finally starts to normalize. I tremble beneath his fingers as he softly grazes his fingers up my bare back and down to cup my butt cheeks.
“That was pretty…wow.”
“Mmmhmmm,” he mumbles, my cheek vibrating against his chest.
“We should do it again,” I tell him, resulting in a hearty laugh.
“I’m still hard inside you from the first time and you’re already asking for round two? What kinda monster have I created Miss Summer?” he asks, rolling me over and placing gentle kisses on my lips, cheeks, and chin.
Reaching forward, he moves a wild piece of hair behind my ear, caressing my cheek as he goes. “Thank you,” he finally says.
“For what?”
