I try to stop the panic from crossing my face, but don’t think I succeed, so I bluff. “Yes,” I gasp. “It hurts, Lee. Please let me come.”
I must be convincing enough because he nods feverishly and softens. “Come for me, baby. Come with my cock buried in your ass. Eyes here,” he repeats, like anything could make me look away.
He’s right, it’shiscock inside of me.Hishands pinning me down,hisspit in my mouth,hiseyes devouring me. Not someone else. Not someone who thinks he needs other people to keep him satisfied.
Him. Levi.
And he’s not wearing a condom.
The thought of Levi Cross coming inside of me takes hold so hard, I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm this powerful. It leaves me spent and practically in tears, and as anticipated it makes him lose control. How relentlessly he fucks me as he chases his release fulfills all of my fantasies, but that’s nothing compared to the way he moans my name when he finds it. Levi groans, burying himself so deep I cry out, but from this position I feel every single throb of his cock as he fills my ass to the brim.
I get so close to kissing him our lips brush, but I pull back even though it makes my chest ache. I should just tell him to screw that rule, because while yeah, I want to save something for the man who actually falls in love with me, Levi will always be the exception to every rule I have. When this ends, will I ever forgive myself for not kissing him?
Probably not, but I already know it’ll turn into a twenty minute conversation of ‘are you sure?’ and ‘are you really sure?’ because even though I already gave him cart blache to fuck me whenever and however, he still asks permission before he touches me.
“Finally,” I whisper instead, a sated, lazy smile on my face.
Nodding, he tucks his face into my neck and places a trail of kisses along it as he catches his breath. “Finally,” he parrots. “And I’m far from fucking done with you.”
My stomach squirms with hope and relief, but also a little trepidation. I’ve been so worried about Levi getting bored or changing his mind that I never stopped to admit to myself howmuch harder it’ll be for me to walk away now. I couldn’t even manage to get over him before I ever touched him, but now?
No one else will ever be good enough.
“Can I stay for a little bit?” I ask almost too quietly. “Please?”
“You better. I still gotta get you clean and hold you until you fall asleep.”
My heart skips a beat. I’ve been on the business end of many of Levi’s excursions and he’s never bothered to take care of anyone after. He comes, they leave, end of story. I expected the same treatment, but there’s nothing but desire in his voice. This isn’t just for me, he needs it too.
Maybe I should just tell him.
Chapter Sixteen:
Have Faith In Me
Levi
I’m kind of an asshole.
I wasn’t always, but ever since our band got big, sex became something transactional. No, I didn’t pay money for it, but we got what we wanted and parted ways, no frilly shit. Because of that, I don’t know how to do aftercare. I don’t have a clue if I’m doing it right as I clean every inch of him in the shower and then get him in my clothes. Still don’t have a clue as I make him drink water and feed him a sweet treat, but what Idoknow is it feels good.
I wouldn’t have been able to sleep if I didn’t make sure Sidney was okay after what we just did, and everything about this feels different. He said he’d be my fuckdoll and we’d both benefit, but this doesn’t feel transactional. It feels right.
After we both brush our teeth, I carry him to my bed and lay him down, the hesitant look in his eyes making me more desperate for him to stay. So I ask. “Will you stay a little longer?”
