Page 76 of Whiskey Smoke


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“Maybe we should wait,” I suggested.

His eyes narrowed, and he walked over to me. “For what?” he asked as his hand took my elbow and directed me back to his door.

I paused, and he gave me a gentle push, causing me to go inside before he followed me in. His chest pressed against my back as he slammed the door behind him.

Closing my eyes, I tried to will myself to calm down. Levi’s hands took my hair, moving it off my shoulders.

“This morning, you were moaning in my lap while rubbing your wet pussy on my cock,” he reminded me as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Last night, you boldly told me you wanted to have sex. You wanted to do all of it.” He kissed the curve of my neck. “What’s changed?”

He was making me forget everything with his lips brushing against my skin. I needed to remember the problem. I couldn’t let him get me worked up. Maybe I could find a how-to video or pointers online.

“I just …” I said, struggling with words as his hand slipped under my shirt and slid up my stomach.

“You just what?” he whispered before he tugged down my bra and squeezed my breast.

“What if I’m bad at it?” I blurted out.

His hand stilled. His warm breath tickled my ear. “You’re worried you’ll be bad at fucking?” He sounded like he was trying not to laugh.

I nodded, then let out a frustrated whimper when he began tugging on my nipple.

“You won’t be,” he whispered in my ear.

“How do you know?”

He slid his other hand down the front of my panties. My knees buckled as his talented fingers began touching me. I let my head fall back on his chest, opening my legs further. I was forgetting my question and the reason for my concern.

“Do you trust me?” he growled in my ear.

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Then, get naked and in my bed.”

His touch left me, but I heard the zipper of his jeans. This was what I’d asked for last night. He was only doing what I’d wanted. I reached for the straps on my sundress, pushing them off my shoulders before working it down past my hips until it fell to the floor. I didn’t turn back around and look at Levi. The sound of his jeans hitting the floor made me gasp. I couldn’t be sure if it was nerves or anticipation.

My hands went to my bra, but his hands moved mine out of the way. He unfastened it, then took it off my body. I took a deep breath before discarding my panties. Once I was completely naked, I walked over to the bed and climbed onto it, reminding myself this was Levi. I trusted him. He made me feel safe.

His hands grabbed my ankles and tugged until I was flat on my back. I watched him as his eyes slowly moved up my body, and then I looked at his. He was beautiful. All hard muscle, tanned skin. But his erection caused some concern. I knew it would fit, but how badly was it going to hurt?

Levi moved over me, holding himself up with one arm and stroking his hard length with his other hand. “I’m not going to be able to wait. I thought I could, but”—his neck flexed as he looked down at my open legs—“I need inside you.”

The raspy, deep sound in his voice made me shiver. He wanted this too. Knowing that made all my other fears fade away. I wasn’t making him do something he didn’t want to do. Part of me had worried that I was.

He hung his head as he ran the tip against my opening. “It’s gonna hurt, sweetheart. But after it eases, I swear I’ll make it feel good.”

Watching his body so tense as he clearly struggled to hold back made me want to promise him anything. I didn’t care about the pain anymore. I just wanted it to be me who was giving him pleasure. My body.

“Try to relax,” he said close to my ear before his mouth moved over mine.

He began kissing me gently, and the caress of his tongue as he ran it against mine distracted me as I eagerly tasted him.

The moment he began to enter me, I sucked in a breath from the shock of his size stretching me in an unfamiliar way. He tore his mouth from mine. I could feel his heart hammering in his chest.

“Fuck,” he hissed. “It’s so tight. Are you okay?”

I stared up at him. The veins on his neck stood out, and his mouth was in a tight line. Was he in pain?

“Yes. Does it hurt you?” I hadn’t considered that.

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