Page 26 of Naughty Songbird


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My smile dropped.

“Fuck. We don’t have to talk about that,” Levi blurted. His hand shot out and snatched mine off the table. The strength of his grip surprised me.

“You were a fan of theirs. Millions of people were. You saw them perform, got the signed posters, idolized them. It’s alright,” I assured him.

“It’s not alright.” His opposite fist banged on the table. “I know what happened to you, and I still mentioned them. I should have kept my big mouth shut.”

Now it was my turn to reach for his hand. I curved my fingers over his trembling fist and pulled both of his hands into my lap. His head jerked back as he met my eyes.

“Levi, we’re past that. I’m here with you now, and I’m having a great time. Let’s enjoy that, yeah?” My gaze dropped to his lips, full and inviting despite his fluctuating emotions.

He sighed, “I don’t want to hurt you, songbird.”

My heart thrilled behind my ribs.

“You won’t hurt me.” I leaned closer and whispered, “But you can kiss me.”

Sixteen

Levi’s mouth was firm when it crashed into mine, but soft and yielding when I moved my lips against his. He pulled me closer, and my bottom nearly slipped off the edge of my chair. It forced me to twist my fingers in his shirt, where I felt his drumming heartbeat against my knuckles.

My breath hitched into his mouth, and he sucked the rest of the air from my lungs. I leaned into the taste of sake on his tongue before I realized it. The wet glide of his tongue over mine could make me slick enough to slip out of the chair entirely.

“My place or yours?” His thin whisper brushed my lips.

“Mine,” I answered, before stealing another kiss.

Levi withdrew from my mouth, causing me to pause. He asked, “Are you sure? Are you okay with this?”

He provided an opportunity for me to back down, and I didn’t want it.

“Yes dammit. Just take me home.” I teetered on the verge of begging him. Instead of getting on my knees and screaming for his cock, I slid off the chair and tugged his hand.

He didn’t need any more encouragement than that. A huffed chuckle breached his lips, then he hopped down to follow. He nodded at the chef and host on our way out while remaining close at my heels.

Time moved impossibly slow as we walked out under a darkened early night sky. One second, he opened the car door, and I was in the front seat again. In the next, his car pulled onto the highway, flying over the roads.

He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other gripping my thigh, tracing sweet circles higher and higher with each street he turned down. And I inched my legs further apart, the hem of my dress bunched around my thighs, welcoming his wandering hand to touch as much as he desired.

I held my breath and tentatively gripped his wrist. The heat burning me up from within singed my brain, and I slid his hand closer to my center.

Levi sucked in a sharp breath, knuckles turning bone-white on the steering wheel. His hand between my thighs reacted, fingers slipping into my soaked slit with ease.

A drawn-out moan pulled from my lips when he circled my clit. My back curved away from the leather seat, and my head fell back. Sizzling bliss raced through the center of my body as the wicked rockstar slipped a finger inside me.

“Fuck, no panties again?” Levi panted through a clenched jaw. He groaned, pumping his digit deeper. The tendons in his wrist flexed against my fingers, and I pressed him closer.

The car stopped, and the red glare of the light brightening the dark interior made me feel wanton and sinful. An unbidden whimper slipped out as I writhed in the front seat from his hand pleasuring me.

“Levi. Oh, God. Please… Please.” My chest heaved, and I fought for breath with his hand clenched between my legs.

“Damn, are you going to come before we get to the house?” He picked up the pace, massaging my clit in an excited frenzy.

The car rumbled over the road as his foot weighed down the gas pedal. Alongside the roaring motor, my rising moans filled the car interior. Louder and louder as a coil tightened, hotter and deeper inside me.

“Come on, songbird. I want to feel that tight pussy coming on my fingers again.” His words twisted inside me like a key and unlocked my orgasm, freeing that bliss into the marrow of my bones and my coursing blood.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” I cried out, shivering from the rippling waves of heat. My nails dug into his wrist, but that didn’t stop him from fingering me through the end of my orgasm.

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