I raise a brow and smile proudly that I get to be her first. “Be a good girl for me and put your pussy on my mouth while you suck my cock like you were before. Make me come while I make you do the same,again.”
She doesn’t hesitate this time. Her clit is on my tongue in a matter of seconds as she mewls around my cock, and I groan, fucking her mouth at the same speed that I’m using my fingers to make her come. I’m on the damn edge, but I’m waiting for her.Knowing that she likes a slower rhythm around her clit, I lick her leisurely, and she begins to tighten.
Her sounds grow louder as she keeps taking me in like the champ she is. “Come with me,” I grunt.
Stevie grazes my balls, and I’m entirely at her mercy as we both go over the cliff together. Her screams are muffled by my dick as my moans run through her pussy. The sensation starts at my toes, spreading to my groin and up my back.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Stevie doesn’t say a word as she swallows every drop of my cum. When I know she’s settled down, I push her off me and bring her mouth to mine. Our tastes mix, and if we continue to do this, I’ll get hard again.
I pull her messy, wavy hair back, and her eyes are glossy as she tears up.Shit.My entire body stiffens. “Are you hurt?”
She shakes her head. “No, that was…was…it’s been the first time since last spring,” she chokes out.
Since her diagnosis. Holy fuck. I would’ve taken it slower if I’d known.
Stevie takes my face between her hands. “It was amazing. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”
Breathing in a sigh of relief, I kiss her forehead. This woman needs some aftercare and sleep. “Come here.” I place her on my side and put my arm under her. She lays her head on my chest, which is now rich with sweat but covered by my shirt. “Thank you for letting me be the first to give you this since then. You’re such a good girl, Bambi.” A small sob leaves her. “I know, baby.” I can’t stop calling her that. I know that this is a vulnerable time for her, and I want to reassure her that it’s okay to be vulnerable with me. “I’m going to get you some water.”
Her head moves. “No, don’t leave. I have a bottle on my night table.”
Looking above her head, I see the bottle and lean over, making sure I don’t crush her, and open it. “Drink.” Stevie obliges and gulps half of it down.
“Levi?”
“Yeah, Bambi?”
“I don’t think we can go back to beingjustfriends anymore.” She sighs.
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I close my eyes and run a hand through my hair. “I don’t think we were everjustfriends, Stevie.” Kissing her on the head, I pull the blanket over us, and we remain in the same position till we’re both fast asleep. When I open my eyes, the side of her bed is empty with a note resting on her pillow.
Had to go to rehearsals with Brad. Thank you for last night, Hotshot. And don’t think it means you’re free of helping me with my final item on the list.
Xoxo,
Stevie aka Bambi aka baby ;)
Chapter Twenty-Three
STEVIE
Today is the day. Callbacks. The day I have been waiting for, for weeks, is finally here.
I’m sitting in the hall where everyone’s waiting to get called on. Brad is next to me, tuning his guitar, and I can’t help but look over at him every five seconds. I already read with one of the directors earlier, that’s always the easiest part for me. Singing is still a challenge.
Why did we need to make the song so complex?
“You’re going to give yourself an aneurysm there.” Brad winks at me when I stick my tongue out. “Have you spoken to any of your friends today? Maybe they can ease your nerves.”
Brad stays focused on his guitar, and I know he’s referring to Levi since he’s the only person I’ve been texting during our rehearsals. It’s been a little less than a week since the fight between him and Andrew. We haven’t seen each other much due to my being with Brad on campus till the wee hours of the night, fine-tuning everything so it goes seamlessly. Brad’s going to be onstage with me, and he had to make sheet music for the rest of the band.
Honestly, I couldn’t have done this without him. Yet I can’t help but wonder if the amount of time I spend with Brad is the reason Levi’s been in his bedroom every night I’ve gotten back. That is, except for Saturday, when he didn’t come home.
I was deep into rehearsal with Brad after we had a light lunch, and someone working on the show was picking up our sheet music, when I got a text.
Levi: Hey, staying at Em and Kami’s tonight. Don’t get nervous when I don’t make an appearance for brunch ;)
