Then his lips pressed against mine.
All of that wildness between us spun out into something primal, something hot and heavy and hungry. I moved my hips against his lap, enjoying his pained groan as my bare pussy rubbed against his cock. The desire between us snapped from ember to flame, our tongues meeting as he deepened our first kiss, his fingers knotting in my hair.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You taste like sugar. So fucking sweet.”
“You got your kiss,” I gasped, rocking my body against his again. “I want more.”
“Say please.”
I narrowed my eyes, but leaned forward, giving his forehead the gentlest kiss.
“Please, Levi. Please fuck my pussy.”
“Dammit, Avery.” He grabbed hold of my hips and spun me onto the bed, pinning me down on my back with his entire body.My hair splayed out, the skirt of my dress pushing up as he gripped my thighs.
Levi sat back for a moment, his gaze falling to my pussy. I started to put my knees together, but he stopped them. “I want to see you,” he whispered, pushing them further apart.
My heart thundered as his eyes darkened.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he murmured. “Look at how wet you are. Is that all for me?”
“Yes,” I squeaked.
“Good girl.”
My muscles quivered as I tried to put my legs together again, but there was no stopping him. I didn’t want to stop him, either. Levi grunted softly as he kept them splayed and leaned down, his gaze locking with mine at his mouth met my pussy.
“Oh god,” I rasped, my head falling back.
Levi Rayburn knew how to make me feel good. I groaned as his tongue circled against my clit, his thick fingers digging into my thighs as he kept my legs pried apart, the firmness of his grip making me even wetter. He had me pinnedexactlyhow he wanted me.
I gripped his hair and rolled my hips, moaning as he buried his face against me. His tongue worked magic as he carefully pushed a finger inside me, followed by a second.
For the last two weeks, my fantasies about Levi had been over the top. I'd wondered what it would feel like to be beneath him, to be wrapped in his muscles, to feel the weight of his body on top of mine. But nothing prepared me, for the fact that he was even hotter in person than he was in my head.
I moaned as he continued to fuck me with his fingers and mouth, his tongue lavishing upon me, worshiping me.
I tightened my grip on his hair and gave him a tug. “Kiss me,” I rasped. “I want a kiss. Please.”
He immediately kissed up my body, his mouth against mine in a blink. He kept thrusting his fingers in and out of me in a way that wasn't too rough, but also wasn't too gentle. The taste of me on his mouth made me whimper.
I just wanted more. Maybe I was greedy now. Greedy for wanting two boyfriends. Greedy for wanting my boyfriends to be boyfriends, too. But I didn't care if I was at this point. Fuck it all, I was going to be as greedy as I could be.
Our lips broke apart and I kissed down the side of his neck, sinking my teeth into his hard muscle. He growled, his breath catching in his throat as I released him and looked at the mark I left.
Fuck, I hadn't even asked him if I could bite him. I started to apologize, but I did didn't get the words out before he huffed?—
“Do it again. Mark me. Make me yours.”
I swallowed hard. I kissed over the mark I’d left before sinking my teeth in him again like a hungry little vampire. Levi’s groan went straight to my pussy. He moved his hips against me, his cock grinding against my thigh, hard and dripping.
“Again,” he demanded. “All over.”
I switched to his other shoulder and bit him even harder. He kept grinding his cock against me, his moans feeding my muse. The thought of him sitting and stroking his cock while I painted him came to mind and I reeled back, staring at him with wide eyes.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Nothing, I just . . . Well, I want to paint you.”
