Levi watches me with a blazing gaze that lights a fire in me. I think it’s safe to say I’ve never seen someone look so turned on before.
“If you don’t start making your way to the lobby so I can eat you out in a closet to keep me sane, I’m carrying you out.” His hard, demanding voice makes my feet move before I know what’s happening.
“Levi, we can’t do this.” I panic, stopping suddenly, making him crash into my back.
His big hand comes around my waist to steady us both.
“Who says?” His hot breath hits my ear, and a shiver runs down my back.
Turning to face him, I widen my eyes in fear. “We’re in public. What if someone sees or hears?”
“No one will hear us.”
He takes a dangerous step forward as I take a step back.
“It’s either I drop to my knees and worship you as I eat you out in front of all these people. Or we do that in any empty supply closet. I can’t wait until we get home. You choose.”
I start walking out into the lobby as my answer. Am I really doing this? In a closet, for God’s sake? What is happening to me? I would’ve never done this before he entered my life.
When we pass Trinity, where she stands off to the side, she gives me a sly smile before winking.
Oh my God. She knows. How does she always know?
Feeling his body heat behind me, I have to think before I take each step in an effort to not fall on my face. The lobby is quiet—thank goodness. If anyone saw the hard, determined look on Levi’s face and my flushed complexion, they would for sure know what was up.
Placing a hand on my back, he guides me down a hallway, opening many doors before he finds what he’s looking for. Gripping my arm, he pulls me into the dark room before shutting it. It’s far enough from the ballroom where I know no wandering people will pass, but nothing is ever guaranteed. And that sends a current of electricity through my veins.
My chest is already heaving at the sight of his looming shadow in this dark supply closet. He looks dangerous, a starved man, ready to feast. He takes off his suit jacket and places it on a shelf before rolling up the sleeves of his white button-up. My eyes zone in on his forearms as his intense-looking veins stand out on his olive-toned skin, mixed with black tattoo ink.
I understand the hype now for veins. Holy shit.
“Come here. Don’t make a greedy man wait any longer. I’m starved.”
My knees almost buckle at his dirty mouth. They wobble as I take a step closer to his intimidating frame. When I’m within arm’s reach, he grabs me by the throat and pins my back to the door. I gasp as he drops to his knees and drapes my legs over his shoulders. My feet are suddenly in the air as he stands with my back pressed hard against the door and his face perfectly level with my pussy. He supports my weight like I’m a feather by placing both hands under my bum and pushes my dress to the side. Exposing my wetness, making him groan in appreciation.
I told myself this would never happen, but the more time I spend with him and peel back the layers he’s built around himself, the more I want. The more I need this.
“You did this to torture me. You knew I would find you bare, and it would send me into a frenzy. Well, mission accomplished. I’m absolutely feral for you,” his husky voice rasps out before he pushes his head forward and tastes me.
My back arches when I feel his tongue on me for the first time. I can’t help but push my pussy into his face while letting out a labored cry, totally forgetting we’re in public.
I look down at him and nearly come at the image below me. His face disappears between my legs while my legs wrap around his neck.
Oh my gosh.
My shaky hands grip his hair in my fists as his tongue parts my folds, flicking my clit with the tip.
“Oh my God, Levi,” I moan, tightening my legs around his head, feeling light-headed at the sensations he’s pleasuring me with.
He groans against me, sending shivers up my body when he draws back to lick all the way to my entrance before pushing his tongue inside. I thrust on his face as he pumps in and out of me, feasting like he hasn’t eaten in years.
“Please, Levi,” I groan, throwing my head back when I feel him smile against me. I pull his hair harder, causing a hot, throaty moan to escape his mouth.
No one has ever made me feel this way with their tongue, mouth, dick, or even their words. Levi has given me all that.
He doesn’t once come up for air, and I’m the one who can barely catch my breath because his mouth and tongue are magic. He licks, kisses, and sucks my swollen pussy and releases it, only to nip my clit.
“You taste so good, so sweet, just for me,” he groans, making me feel dizzy at the vibrations of his voice on my skin.
