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“Okay, I think it’s good now,” I said, trying to push him away. “Where’s the bathroom?”
His tongue trailed up my arm, and I gazed at him. He was beautiful with his topaz eyes, glittering with brown and hint of gold, and his black curls clung close to his head. His rich brown skin looked almost blue in the light from the water tank above, and his muscles were sleek and sculpted.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.”
When he scooped me up into his arms, I barely registered a protest. He carried me through a bedroom, decorated with pictures of extreme sports and lined with trophy cases, and into a huge bathroom. He set me down on the edge of a white sunken tub. The outside was lined with a shelf of pretty mosaic tiles and the gold faucet gleamed brightly. Across from me was a walk-in shower with three different jets, and a vanity with two sinks.
Levi was removing my clothing and he paused. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“Okay.” I touched my lips.
“No,” he said. “Not there. Here and here and here.”
Suddenly I couldn’t think about cataloging the room. He was everywhere, kissing and touching as he took off my shirt and my bra. I must have lost my coat somewhere. I hadn’t even noticed.
He reached around me and turned on the facet, letting the water warm up. Then he traced his fingers over my chest, exploring the dip of my collarbone and the curve of my breasts. He flicked each nipple to a peak with his finger, all the while watching my face. My breath sped up as I watched him.
“You’re beautiful, you know,” he said softly as he pushed my hair back away from my face.
My cheeks warmed and I knew my freckles were standing out against the red, but I couldn’t seem to care. “So are you.”
Levi grinned cheekily at me. He hadn’t replaced his t-shirt, and I reached out and stroked him from shoulders to waist. I leaned forward to kiss him, and he pulled me against him, deepening our kiss. His fingers trailed over my shoulders and down my back, and heat pooled in my core. There were suddenly too many clothes between us, but when I reached for the band of his sweatpants, he stopped me.
“Clean first,” he said and stood up. He pulled me to my feet and removed my pants and underwear. He kissed his way down my legs as he did so, and I murmured, “No fair.”
He chuckled, low and deep, and slid a finger along my clit. I groaned and arched toward him. He kissed my core and then whispered, “Soon.”
I grabbed his shoulder as he lifted one foot and then the other, taking off my socks and shoes. I was glad I’d painted my toenails last night as they gleamed a pretty pink against the tile floor.
Then he stood again, lifting me and setting me into the huge tub. The water came up to my shoulders and I gave a moan as the jets hit my back and legs. He grabbed a fluffy white washcloth and wet it. “I hope this doesn’t hurt,” he said as he scrubbed my head.
“Is there still a lot of blood?
“Not too much, but it's dried, so I’ll have to scrub.”
I tensed, ready for whatever came, but it didn’t really hurt. He scrubbed and rinsed my hair, and I relaxed. The warm water and his gentle hands were perfect, and I could have let him do that forever.
“The swelling is gone, and the wound is healed,” he said near my ear, “so really it was just washing it off.” He came around the tub and dropped his sweatpants to the floor.
My eyes widened and heat flushed over me as I regarded his manly length. He wasn’t even hard, and I wasn’t sure he’d fit. I licked my lips.
He turned off the water and helped me out of the tub.
I squeaked at how cold the floor was but let him lead me into the shower. There he started at the top again and worked his way down, washing and rinsing every part of me. When his hands trailed over my breasts, I moaned, arching toward him. Then he continued over my belly and his fingers slid into my core, stroking in slow, long movements.
Reaching out, I ran my hands down his chest to the V and wrapped them around his cock. It hardened in my hands and I gasped.
“You’ve been so very good to me,” I said as I sank to my knees. The water sprayed down over us.
Levi watched me with hooded eyes. “Not nearly as good as I’m going to be,” he said huskily.
I took his tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. He groaned and slammed his hand against the wall. I slid my mouth along his length, licking and sucking, then I pulled him in as deep as I could. His thigh muscles were tight under my hands as he strained to hold himself still. I took him in and let him go, over and over again, eagerly watching the emotions play across his face.
Until he groaned and dragged me to my feet. He traced my face with his finger. “I can’t go slow anymore.”
I grinned. “I don’t want you to.”
Levi lifted me and pressed me against the wall. His hand curled around my neck, keeping me safe from banging my head. His cock slid inside me in one long thrust. He moved fast, hard and deep, each time. His hand slid down between us and his thumb tapped my clit. I swallowed as the pleasure radiated over my body.
