His name seems to be the only thing I’m capable of saying because everything around me but the need demanding within me disappears.
“What is it, baby? Are you in need of me?” I nod and his palm skims to the edge of my panties, playing with the little bowon it before he sneaks his finger in, gliding it over my spasming core. I bite on my lip and arch when he presses the heel of his palm on my clit, spreading burning fire in my veins.
His middle finger drives between my folds and circles over my opening, my thighs clamping around his grip, and he hisses through his teeth, “Ah,moy cvetochek. You’re dripping for your man.” He places his mouth on my shoulder, rubbing his stubble over my puckered skin, sending scorching heat all over me as his fingers pet me gently but don’t give any relief to the pressure and tension building within me in spades. “One orgasm on my tongue wasn’t enough for it, was it, Lavender?” I cry out when his finger enters my tight heat, the pain mixes with pleasure at the unfamiliar invasion yet only adds to the lust slowly wrapping around me and creating this bubble, hiding us away from the world because in this moment only he exists for me.
He presses against my back tighter, his cock digging into my ass while he continues to caress my most intimate part, letting me learn my body’s new reaction.
Raising my arm, I tangle my fingers in his hair and turn to the side, and beg, “Kiss me.” He leans toward my scarred cheek and I reel back. “Not here. Please don’t.” He can touch me anywhere else, not where Jade hurt me though.
Because I might cry and I don’t want Jade ruining this moment from the grave. Fuck him.
Something shifts in his gaze. He nods and we lock in a sweet kiss that soothes all my internal battles as I can’t think about anyone or anything else besides him.
He continues to touch me, tremors rushing down my spine when he enters a second finger into me, teaching me to accommodate every part of him. His hard-on behind me fills my cells with anticipation as the blood boils in my veins, my core aching.
Jolting in his arms, I break our kiss when his thumb brushes over my clit before pinching it as his fingers enter me, causing a friction that drives me insane and yet I can’t do anything about it. “Please.” My body seems to know more than I do about all this, hoping that asking him to help me will relieve me from this ache.
Instead he removes his fingers at once, making me miss him right away, and skates his wet palm to my neck, my scent floating in the air and my eyes widening when he brings his fingers to my mouth. He spreads my wetness on my lips, and orders, “Lick.” I do, tasting myself for the first time and my stomach dips at the action, a hot flush traveling all over me. “The is how much you want me,moy cvetochek.” He traps me in yet another passionate kiss that transforms into a shocked shriek when he pushes me toward the bed and I land on my hands and knees. “Come here, baby.” He grabs my ass cheeks and I feel his hot breath on them before he bites them one by the one, his lips skimming over the backs of my thighs, and my nails sink into the mattress when he discovers another scar of mine.
Once Jade hit me with a belt buckle and it left an imprint on my left thigh, right above my knee, and tears form in my eyes when he kisses it softly. “My beautiful, bravecvetochek.” He trails his mouth upward again until he reaches my lower spine. “You’re mine.”
“Oh.” I heave when he flips me onto my back, shouldering my legs apart as he skates his lips from my knees to my thighs and this unexpected sweetness of him paying such detailed attention to me plays on the strings of my soul and my heart stirs.
No, no, no.
No heart!
This is about sex and nothing else! I cannot get my heart involved in this.
I fist the sheets underneath me when he places my leg over his shoulder, opening me up to his view as he nips on the inside of my thigh before sucking on the skin and my feet press on the mattress, my legs clasping around him. I resist the urge to lift my hips as he shifts his attention to my other thigh, repeating the action and driving me insane with each caress.
“So soft and pretty,” he rumbles, biting before skimming his mouth to my center, breathing me in, and a red hue probably covers my cheeks from his blazing stare. I grip the sheets when he skates his splayed palms under my ass and hoists my hips up. “Lavender,” he calls, and I look at him. “Watch me pleasure what’s mine.”
Warmth washes over me in powerful waves, dumping me in heat from every side when he puts his open mouth on me, his tongue stabbing deep into me, the feel of him roaming between my folds and fucking me hard with it feverish.
I almost convinced myself this morning that what happened between us last night was a fluke and it couldn’t be this good.
Except, no.
He knows what he’s doing exactly as fire spreads over my skin, sending shocking sensations straight to my clit while my core clenches around his tongue that slowly retreats only to push back in, and my back arches, a moan escaping me.
Threading my fingers in his hair, I put my foot on his shoulder when he rolls out his tongue and sweeps it over my walls, traveling up before he circles my clit and traps it between his lips, suckling on it, and my legs close around him.
The flame-like touches surround me as he drives two fingers into me, moving them in rhythm with his tongue and allowing me to start swaying my hips in sync with his movements, and my head falls on the mattress.
Yanking at his blond locks, I cry out when he nibbles on my clit and retreats his fingers, replacing it with his tongue, swirlinginside me over and over again and pressing on something that increases the pressure, and the desire rises swiftly. I’m treading on a thin line that might break at any moment.
And instead of avoiding it, I run straight to it, chasing the thrill each drive promises.
The heat rises as I start to meet him stroke for stroke, the friction and pressure building, and building and he groans into my flesh when I pull harsher at his hair, keeping him in one place, the joy so close I can…
“No, no!” I sob in frustration when he leans back, leaving me empty. “Levi!”
“You’ll come on my cock, Lavender.” His hoarse voice is my undoing because, yes, I want that too.
To finally feel him inside me and discover what it is like when a man takes you.
He licks me from bottom to top one last time before rubbing his soaked jaw over my navel and tickling me. I sigh as his lips move upward over my taut and burning skin while peppering small kisses all over me that add to the maddening need and only increases the restlessness within me.
