I laugh. “I fucking got it!” I yelp and he hugs me, kissing me until it becomes deeper and more desperate.
He pushes me away by the throat, and his dark blue eyes are hooded with lust. “Do you need the toys tonight?”
Shaking my head, I unbuckle my seat belt, already three steps ahead of him. “No.” I want to celebrate this thing I’ve been working so hard for, for months, with him.
We kiss again, our tongues tangling, and I feel Levi’s chair sliding backward, making enough space for me to climb on top of him. We’re both tall, but with this much space it should work. Looking around, I notice that we’re in a secluded, wooded area. Scratch that, we’re near a cliff. Not close enough to fall, but it’s a sort of lookout point—one of many around here.
“I don’t want to get arrested again, Levi,” I tell him between kisses.
He shakes his head. “We won’t.”
With that, I unbuckle his belt, and he struggles to get my pants down. Meanwhile, his dick is already in my hands.
“Fuck, Stevie.” He huffs out a frustrated breath. “How attached are you to these flimsy pants?”
I look at his cock that’s thickening more and more as I grow wetter. “They’re replaceable.”
“Thank fuck.” Levi rips a hole in them, right in between my legs, causing me to gasp. Jesus, I forget how strong he is sometimes. He pushes my silk panties to the side and slides a finger up and down my slit. I throw my head back in a moan, almost arching enough to honk the horn. “You’re soaked, baby.”
“Mhm,” I mumble, too distracted by his touch.
He grabs me by my hair the way he always does, rough yet tender, but always, always dominating, showing me I’m his and his only. I whimper when he kisses me again. Levi grabs his cock and rubs the tip against my clit, making me shake and moan.
“Sit still. This might hurt.” He picks me up by the hips and thrusts into me, filling me to the brim. I let out a scream of pain and pleasure. I also forgot how big he is and that piercing. Holy shit, does it feel amazing. “Fuck, baby,” he moans and lays his forehead on mine. “Ride me.”
I look at him, still shaking from the hard thrust, wanting more but feeling slightly insecure. “I don’t have much experience doing…that.” I close my eyes, cursing the only man I was with, who always insisted on being on top or behind. Just when I thought I was rid of my past, it comes back to slap me in the face.
Levi grabs my chin. “Eyes on me,” he demands. “I don’t think you understand how good you are at this,” he explains, and I bite my lip, knowing I haven’t been bad at what we’ve done so far, not by his reaction. His dick twitches in me, and I moan. Levi smirks. “All it would take is one word, one look from you, Stevie, and I’d be on my knees in a second begging to have you,” hewhispers against my lips. “This dick is yours. Use it to get us both off. Use me, Stevie.”
“Levi,” I whisper, not finding another response to his words.
“I know, baby.” His forehead lands on mine, and I move my hips, bringing him in and out of me. A relieved breath escapes both of us at the movement. I move at a slow pace until I can’t take it anymore and push myself up high enough for only his tip to be in me and slam myself back down. I whimper and shake while he groans. “Fuck, do that again.” And so I do. Levi keeps his hands in my hair, and then he’s rubbing my nipples, making me tighten around him.
I’m moving the fastest I can on top of him, and I’ve never felt this confident in myself while fucking. Tingles gather near my clit. “I’m going to come,” I tell him while he kisses my neck.
“Give it to me, baby. Come all over me,” he groans against my mouth.
His thumb touches my clit and I explode, my whole body going on fire. I yell his name as waves of pleasure hit me over and over.
“Fuuuck, yes.” Levi slams into me a couple more times, and loud grunts fill my ears with my name in between them.
Our breaths slow down, and Levi stops moving in me. He hugs me close to his chest and kisses me tenderly like he always does.
“Congratulations, Bambi. You had it in the bag.” His smile shows me how proud he is.
I can’t help the blush that creeps up my cheeks. “Thanks for the congratulations present, Hotshot.”
He chuckles. “Night’s not over yet.”
Levi then proceeds to shower me with words of praise, yet the only ones I’m waiting to hear are a specific three, to see if what his grandma told me is true. The same ones that he wasn’t willing to confirm the night he thought I couldn’t hear himbecause he believed I was sleeping. It’ll be the first time that any boy has ever truly loved me.
The question is, am I ready to be loved by Levi Clarke?
Chapter Thirty-One
LEVI
A month and a half later
