He stared back, face unreadable. “You heard me. If you were going to seduce me, what would you do?” His voice dropped an octave. “Show me.”
Oh, holy fuck. This is really happening.
“Okay,” I said, setting my glass aside and turning on what little charm I had.
Throwing caution to the wind, I shoved all my fears and anxieties aside. I leaned across Levi, putting my face a few inches from his, and drew a finger down his chest, my heart slamming against my ribs.
“Uh, hey…uh,hot stuff, how are you tonight?”
Levi cocked an eyebrow. “Seriously?”
My shoulders fell. “Not good?”
“It was,” he said, wincing apologetically, “not great.”
Shit. Maybe this wasalla mistake. I was hopeless at everything, apparently.
Levi touched my arm. “It’s all right. I think we can work with this,” he said, letting his fingers trail up my bicep.
An uncontrollable shiver went through me at the touch. I tore my eyes from his and looked at his fingertips gliding across my skin.
“Question,” Levi said, and I glanced up at him. “You don’t have to answer if you aren’t ready.”
The wine had kicked in, easing my nerves a bit. “It’s fine. Ask away,” I said, trying to calm myself, and let this happen.
“Have you ever had an orgasm?”
“Excuse me?” I yelped.
If my reaction surprised Levi, he didn’t show it. “You heard me.”
I’d known we’d be getting into things like this—flirtation, sex, pleasure, and seduction—yet the question caught me completely off guard. Was it reallythatobvious?
“I have,” I managed to say, then added, “by myself, though. Never with anyone else. I’ve never…”
“That’s okay,” he said. “Do you know what men like?”
“I’m guessing you’re gonna tell me,” I said.
“They like direct action. No beating around the bush. They want a woman to tell them exactly what they want, toshowthem what they want.” He put his hand on my thigh and squeezed lightly.
Heat pulsed between my legs as my body reacted to his words, his touch. The room was pleasantly warm, yet I trembled.
“Do you still want me to show you everything?” Levi asked, his breath brushing over my ear as he leaned closer to me.
With every second that ticked away, my conscious mind slipped further from my control. My subconscious rose to take over, elbowing aside my worries and my desire to hesitate. It wanted this, wanted it in a way I never really understood. I imagined everything Levi might do to me. In that flash, he was no longer the unforgiving teacher, the stoic and intimidating alpha. Now, he’d become sex incarnate, surging and boiling with testosterone and desire.
Forcing myself not to gasp, I nodded once. “Everything.”
He licked his lips and leaned a bit closer, pressing his lips to my neck. I shuddered as his tongue flicked over my skin. All coherent thought vanished as heat pooled low in my belly,and I squeezed my thighs together. Was this really happening? I inhaled, and his manly musk made my head spin. His fingers continued to knead the muscles of my thigh gently.
Driven by years of suppressed sexual need, I put my hand on his shoulder as he sucked on my neck.
When he pulled away, I groaned in disappointment. He brushed his thumb over my lip. “What would you do now?” he whispered. “If you wanted to seduce someone. What would you do?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, I lunged forward, pressing my mouth to his. Levi’s lips parted, his tongue sliding out to caress my own. This wasnotthe chaste and soft kiss we’d shared in the woods all those years ago. This was hungry and full of need. In a flash, our relationship changed, morphed into something more. All thoughts of shifting, of home, of Anders vanished. I wanted Levi. IneededLevi.
When he pulled away, I curled my hand into the fabric of his shirt, my breath leaving me in short bursts.
