But the words feel distant. Without the sting. Like maybe this could be something else.
Chapter
Six
LEVI
Greedy, wanting.
That’s me despite the inner dialogue.
“Levi—” she’s begging now.
My knees are sunk in soft dirt and hay. The barn smells of rain and old leather.
She’s in front of me. Pink and shiny. Spread wide. Offering me everything, and I can’t hold back.
Not anymore.
I splay her lips open with my forefinger and thumb. Her hips move now.
“You sure,” I say, a teasing chuckle at the end.
“Yes,” she pants. Hand going to my hair. “But if someone comes.”
I look up between her legs, desire tightening my core to the breaking point. “Only care about one person coming.”
Her breath breaks as I move slow, letting her feel my heat draw closer. My breath on her again.
She’s already halfway there, lips spasming when I sink close enough to breathe her in. Like she’s been thinking about this as much as I have.
I take her painfully slow. One swipe of my tongue. Then another. She exhales sharp, hips inching toward me like I’m all she needs.
Tempting thought.
Not how it works with me, though.
I let myself go, making out with her, devouring her, swirling and sucking her nub until she chases my mouth. My thumb drops, sliding through slippery folds. She covers her mouth with a hand, trying to swallow her cries.
That’s when I slide in, slow, easy.
“Levi,” she sighs when I find the spot where she wants me. I tug slow and firm, curving my finger back toward me. Feeling her go wetter and hotter with each pass. Her hand fists in my hair, pushing me against her, greedy now.
I add a second finger, and she squeezes me. Too tight. Too damn perfect. My cock strains against the zipper.
But nope.
I won’t stop until she’s hot wax melting between my fingers.
I find the rhythm her body needs, mouth still working, fingers applying that steady pressure that builds tension in her lower core. Her walls flutter around me, her lower abs tightening and jumping.
“Mmm,” I groan against her. She shivers and shifts at the deep vibrations. I latch on now, sucking mercilessly, feeling her tighten and blossom around me.
“Oh, God,” she screams, hips bucking, body dragging me deep. I press my other hand across her stomach, pinning her down. Her legs shake, whole body quaking. My fingers push deeper, just enough slide to unravel her completely.
When she covers my face, I’m a goner. Should’ve never done this—learned how her body takes what I have to give. So responsive, hungering for every caress, every swipe of my tongue.
I explode to my feet, heart thudding, looking down at the trunk where she’s sprawled out, jointless and breathing hard.
