I need him like I need my damn peace. To finally makethishappen so the awkwardness of wanting and wondering stops eating at my insides. So we’re able to take the next step—whatever the hell that is.
“I love you, Lev,” I blurt out before I can stop myself. “And I’m never going to love someone like I do you.”
Levi doesn’t waste a second. He withdraws and reenters me with a brutal thrust that takes away my next inhale of oxygen.
Releasing my wrist, he bows forward and takes my lips in a slow kiss, a contrast to the way he’s driving hungrily into my body.
Reaching around to cradle the back of his neck, I shove his baseball cap out of my way to feel his hair. The short texture and anything, really, to touch and explore every inch of him.
In turn, Levi’s palm finds one of my hips and squeezes at the flesh there. My thighs part wider to receive more of him, and I’m not disappointed.
I’m stuck between a dream and reality, not knowing which is which. Every thrust and delve of Levi’s tongue has me reeling in a moment I never want to end.
Not now or ever.
“You alright, Astor?”
His question is something I should be answer, but all I can do is bob my head and keep my ass pressed against his hips over and over again to keep this going. To keep receiving every inch of his cock as I begin meeting his thrust and welcome him in.
“You feel so fuckin’ good,” he mutters against the surface of my mouth. “You think you can take more?”
More?
There’s no fucking way…
Breaking our kiss, I pull back to connect with those light moss-colored eyes and an expression of sheer hunger on his face.
And he’s so goddamn sexy it’s fucking disgusting.
“More?” I repeat, with half my brain dangling somewhere in my head. I expect, I don’t know, some arrogant expression to illuminate his features, but Levi appears too in the moment to revel in that perspective.
“More,” he confirms with a guttural tone. “Because I’m going to give you all of me, Astor. Heart, body, and fuckin’ soul. This isn’t just a relationship that took too long to happen. You’re my soulmate. I’m never going to want anything or anyone else.”
I bounce on his cock in response, earning a twitch and a more frantic pace from Levi.
He straightens our bodies, his chest still at my back when he says, “Get on the bumper, and do that again.”
With one foot, I push myself onto the chrome part of the car, losing a bit of Levi’s dick, but he arrives closer so that he doesn’t lose me.
Positioning myself so my knees are bent, and I’m crouched in my new position, I use all my strength in my legs to sink up and down Levi’s length. He meets me with every descent and ascend, pounding into me like his life depends on it.
And I can’t help but moan like a bitch in heat with every thrust of his cock.
“Don’t stop,” I order gruffly, receiving him with fervor at this new angle, with my thighs spread wide-open, is absolute heaven and hell.
Levi roughly grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks, helping take some of my weight so this lasts longer than I think it will.
I love how he just gives it to me without roaming his hands everywhere. It’s raw and powerful, just like he is. Not only is it a surge of confidence for me, but it feels right.
It makes me feel strong and worthy.
His hand comes across my ass in one swift motion before I hear him spit, and then the pad of his thumb rests dangerously against my asshole.
“How many have been here, Astor?”
I feel tested because he’s not going to like the answer. The first time I tried anal was after I broke up with Matteo. I had this needy urge to fuck someone else because the idea of him being my last made me nauseous.
And it could’ve been anyone at that point. Even Pretty Boy, if he would’ve timed it up right.
