No way I was going to fuck up this opportunity.
Levi touched his mouth with his fingers for a moment and then suddenly he was leaning forward again, clasping both sides of my face with his hands. His mouth brushed mine again and this time when I licked his lower lip, he stilled instead of pulling back. I groaned when his tongue mimicked the move I’d just done to him.
Over and over he licked at my lips until I was dizzy with lust. I opened my mouth hoping he’d get the hint and take me up on my invitation.
He did.
Emphatically.
My skin burned where his hands held me. My tongue greeted his as he pushed into my mouth. The second his tongue touched mine, a switch inside of him seemed to flip because he began kissing me with fervor. The rest of his body quickly caught up and after struggling to untangle himself from the blanket, he was pushing himself onto my lap even as he continued to hold my face so he could control the kiss. I happily let him take charge and kept just a light hold on him as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
When we were finally forced to come up for air, Levi whispered, “I didn’t know.” That was all he said before his mouth was back on mine. As he began rubbing his body against mine, I let my hands drift down to grab his ass and instinctively began grinding my erection against him.
The effect was the same as if I’d dumped a bucket of ice water on him.
“No! Stop! Please!”
He wasn’t yelling the words, but his quiet plea was no less impactful. I instantly released him and pulled back to give him space. He scrambled off my lap, but didn’t leave the bed.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“No, I’m sorry,” I returned. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“I…I…” He shook his head. “I didn’t mean to…to…”
“It’s okay, Levi. Just catch your breath, okay?” I ached to reachfor him again just so I could help him calm down, but I knew my touch would end up doing the opposite.
He took several deep breaths. His gaze momentarily drifted to the baby who was still asleep since we’d managed to keep our make-out session relatively quiet. When his gaze returned to me he said, “I’m sorry, I felt your…your…”
“Erection,” I supplied.
He blushed and nodded. “I didn’t mean to tease you.”
His words had me contemplating my own response. From his kissing alone, I would have guessed him to be a virgin. But I’d seen him with T in the alley…it wasn’t the first time he’d sucked a man’s cock. And his reaction after I’d almost kissed him in the kitchen the previous week was proof that he didn’t view sex in a positive light, which didn’t surprise me in the least since I knew what often happened to smaller, weaker men in prison.
I pushed past the pain of knowing it was extremely likely that Levi had been sexually assaulted in the past and focused on the here and now. “You didn’t tease me,” I said. “You turned me the hell on, but you do that every time you look at me so…”
I let my words hang as he studied me.
“You’re not mad?” he asked. “That I…that I don’t want to go all the way?”
“Truth?” I said.
He nodded.
“What we just did is going to fuel a lot of fantasies tonight and for the foreseeable future so no, I’m not mad.” I desperately wanted to reach out and touch him again, but I held back because he looked ready to bolt. “It’s a rare gift to be given something so precious,” I added.
“But I didn’t give you anything,” he said and I nearly laughed when his eyes fell to the bulge in my pants before he jerked them back up to my face.
I finally gave in and shifted forward so I could run my thumb over his mouth. I was glad when he didn’t pull away. “Yeah, you did, Levi,” I murmured. “You gave me your trust.” I brushed my mouth over his in the briefest of kisses and then released him. “Will you trust me just a bit longer and let me hold you while we sleep?”
It took him a long time to decide and it felt like I held my breath for every second of it. Levi cast a look at Henry before he finally shifted until he was once again lying across my chest, though this time his body was filled with tension. I settled one hand on the arm he had draped over my waist and used my other hand to play with his hair. The move seemed to relax him because I felt his body sink farther down on mine.
My own eyes began to drift closed as exhaustion began to overtake me, but just a few whispered words from Levi as he lost himself to sleep had me once again wide awake.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Phoenix Jones.”
Chapter 11
