“I need to eat your pussy,” he says, steadying me on my feet once more.
I mourn the loss of his cock as he kneels down and lifts one of my legs over his shoulder, but the first swipe of his tongue has my leg almost buckling beneath me.
“Fuck,” I gasp out, my hand flying to the wall as he stabilizes me with one hand on my thigh. Then he takes his time—licking and sucking and making my toes curl.
“Levi,” I warn as my orgasm builds.
He hums against me, and it sends a jolt straight up my spine. His tongue moves again, and I can’t help the sound that escapes me. My head tips back and my free hand tangles in his hair.
“Just like that,” I murmur, grinding against his face.
The pressure builds faster, and my grip on his hair tightens as my leg trembles. The sensation tips from pleasure to something way too intense to hold back.
“Oh my god!” I cry out.
He doesn’t stop until euphoria crashes through me and I come apart with a breathless moan. Levi cradles my hips until the aftershocks recede, and once I finally catch my breath, hestands and spins me around. As he presses my front against the wall, I turn my head to the side and look at him over my shoulder. His hands slide up my body as he leans in, and his mouth finds mine, the kiss deepening with the press of our bodies.
“You okay?” he murmurs against my mouth.
“Don’t stop,” I breathe.
He pulls back slightly to brace one hand against the wall beside my head as his mouth trails along my jaw and neck, while the other grips my hip. His cock presses against me, and I arch back into him, a soft sound slipping out of me as his teeth graze my skin.
His cock slips inside me, and he thrusts up, our bodies twining together as he fucks me against the wall.
“God damn,” I whisper, pressing my forehead to the cool tiles.
He murmurs my name against my neck, and it sends another wave of pleasure through me. His hand slides up, grounding me as the heat builds again, slower this time but just as overwhelming.
I cling to every movement he makes, to the sound of his breath, and to the way he stays right there with me, like nothing else exists besides us.
I remember exactly what being with him is like.
When my orgasm hits, it’s intense. My body melts back into his as he holds me, then he lets go as well, and we both allow the moment to wash over us.
He pulls out gently, and I turn around to face him with a smile.
“I missed you,” he says.
“I missed you too. But do you forgive me for walking away?”
He nods. “I do, Abby, and I would never hold it against you. What happened back then—we were kids. Do I wish you cameto us? Of course, but I don’t blame you. Neither does Landon. We’re upset we lost the best thing that ever happened to us.”
“Playing professional hockey is the best thing to happen to you, not me.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. Anastasia was right, Landon never would have left you behind, and neither would I.”
“So maybe everything worked out exactly how it should have, as I probably would have still gone with Leila—she needed me. We can’t change the past, Levi, we can only live in the present.”
“Well, I happen to really like the present.”
“Me too, but we need to figure out what to do about Landon and Tate. I mean, couldn’t this end badly? Jagger told me about how it works in the league. I didn’t realize it would be like that for them.”
Levi turns the water off. “Let’s get dressed, and we can figure it out.”
We both get out, and Levi wraps a towel around his waist and follows me out into my room. I quickly dress and sit beside him on my bed, since he has made no move to leave or get dressed himself.
“I think Landon and Tate might need to work this one out themselves. If there are feelings between them, they can’t be on the same team. It would mean Landon would need to move teams, or Tate would. There could be a lot of fallout.”
