“Oh, shit, Levi.” I gasp, digging my fingers into the bed covers.
He brings his thumb to my clit, rubbing in firm circles as I feel an intense pressure building in my core.
“You’re amazing, baby. You take me so well.”
I moan loudly as his cock continues to hit the perfect spot, his thumb moving in time and I’m spiralling toward the edge.
“Fuck. Levi. I–”
My voice breaks as my stomach tenses, my orgasm crashing into me. I’m writhing on the bed; Levi’s touch the only thing grounding me in this moment.
Coming back down, I feel damp, and my eyes connect with Levi’s wide ones, and I realise he’s no longer fucking me.
I glance down to see a large wet spot on the bed and my mouth drops open.
“What the fuck?” I whisper, flicking my gaze back up to his.
“You just squirted, baby.” He whispers leaning forward to kiss my navel before lining himself up again and sliding straight in, my pussy wetter than before.
I groan at the feeling, still sensitive from my orgasm as Levi starts to fuck me again.
The pressure starts to build again quickly, though not as intense as the first.
Levi lifts one of my legs up onto his shoulder as he drives into me deeper. “You have one more for me, baby, don’t you?”
“Oh– Levi, I can’t. It’s too much.”
I’m gasping for air as he leans forward, my knee pressed to my chest as he brushes long kisses on my face.
“Come with me, baby. Are you ready?” He grunts as he pistons his hips into me, pace growing unsteady as he gets closer to coming.
“F-fuck, Levi. I’m coming.”
I arch into him as my pussy clenches around his cock, heat spreading through me as he comes at the same time, spilling into me.
I go limp as Levi slows, holding still for a moment before pulling out.
“Holy shit…” He whispers, and I open an eye to see his gaze trained on my pussy.
He swipes a finger through me, making me jolt at the sensitivity. He presses his finger into me, pushing our cum back into me, wanting to get it as deep as he can.
“So fucking perfect.” He mumbles before wordlessly walking to the bathroom, coming back with a warm washcloth and cleaning me up.
I point to a cupboard where Levi gets some new bedding and works around me to change them before climbing in and dragging me into his side.
“I got so lucky with you, Scar.” He whispers against my temple before placing a light kiss.
I soften, wrapping myself around him.
“I got lucky with you too, Levi,” I murmur, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Princess.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
LEVI
The ballroom is the epitome of elegance. Crystal chandeliers, champagne towers, and the entire room is gold and white. It is insanely busy, filled with sponsors, media, wives, girlfriends, families, all dressed to the nines.
