However, Gavin Sader was this fuckboy with a big cock, and he knew how to use it. Mind you, he didn’t go down on girls, but I didn’t require a full-hour sex-a-thon.
I just wanted to fuck and forget.
And, after about three or four times, I was already tired of him.
“One,” I deadpan, hoping like hell he drops it.
Instead, his teeth sink gently into my earlobe, and it’s a subtle warning he’s about to strike with the response he’s looking for. No matter how many because he already knows it’s an answer he’s not going to like.
“Who?”
The one-worded question sends a violent shiver down my spine as I inhale, gathering up the dude’s name without much need to go back and try to remember. It’s useless information, but the man at my back needs it, nonetheless.
No matter how stupid the reason.
“Gavin…Sader.”
Levi abruptly freezes, his cock buried deep inside me, and I fight the urge to squirm. “Gavin Sader… You mean the little motherfucker who stole my bike?”
Yep.
“That was after.”
“That wasRoger’sbike. Do you know how pissed off he was at me afterward?”
I weakly lift my shoulders because I’m failing to see the point when I have Levi’s cock making me go crazy. “Mad?”
“Try that he wanted to drag me behind his buddy’s Harley to articulate how the bike felt as it was driving away.”
My lips curl into a smile. “I remember.”
Levi flattens his thumb against the piece of my body he’s taking an extensive interest in and begins rocking inside me again. The sensation of what he might or might not do has my body buzzing with anticipation and pleasure all rolled into a tight ball in my gut.
“I need to rectify that, Astor,” Levi mutters into the shell of my ear. “Tell me you’d want that.”
“I want that.”
“Right now?”
My head bobs needily. He could ask me anything right now as long as I get to come all over his cock.
“I love it when you’re a bad little girl, Astor. But I’m having way too much fun with this tight pussy, and I wanna come deep inside.”
I palm one of my tits through my shirt and start bucking up against him again, teasing his thumb to take some more action. “You could fuck both my holes. Give me something to look forward to.”
Levi thrusts harder, deeper, and utterly intoxicating to all my senses as his digit begins to sink inside me. “Like this?”
I moan, wanton, meeting him thrust for thrust. “More, Lev. I’ll give you anything you want.”
“You,” he says automatically before he loses himself in a flurry of impatient pacing and his hands tightening
His cock plunges in and out of me violently. His thumb makes its way deeper, and when he gets to his knuckle, I come so fucking hard I bow over from the intensity of it.
Levi holds me by my waist, using me bent over to his advantage as he continues fucking each hole.
I arch my back, receiving every hard inch as I ride my wave before Levi suddenly groans and spills himself roughly inside me.
Every thrust is purposeful and final. This skirting around the edges of what we are to each other, the words and feelings never spoken, is over.
