by Lee Piper
I squirmed beneath him and felt the growing bulge in his pants press against my hip in warning. It wasn’t that I wanted to escape him per se, especially since the length of his entire form had now completely covered me. I just wanted to get some much-needed power back through the only way I knew how. So I hissed, “Bite me.”
“Say please.”
“Fuck off.”
“So vicious.” He nipped my ear lobe and I stifled a groan. “You want me, kitten. There’s no point in denying it. In fact, I bet those panties of yours are absolutely soaked.”
“If you keep talking, you’ll never find out.”
With a sharp intake of breath at my acquiescence, his lips then pressed into mine. They branded me with their scorching intensity. He grabbed both of my wrists and with one hand, threw them above my head, groaning into my open mouth as he shifted his weight to one elbow. Levi’s lips unapologetically devoured mine as his free hand journeyed from my face, to my breasts and stomach before finally slipping behind to cup my ass. I couldn’t get enough of it. Not of his hands, his mouth, his tongue or his body pressed against mine.
I groaned back and sunk my teeth into his lower lip with a ravenous hunger that literally took my breath away. I matched his growing need with my own by grinding my hips against his swollen erection. Not nearly satisfied, I threw my legs around him and rubbed tantalizingly until I heard a low moan escape from deep within his throat. It officially became my favorite sound in the whole damn world.
Sadly, before we could get too carried away, I felt a cool breeze brush the skin of my exposed stomach. A polite cough then followed. Panting, Levi and I tore our lips away from one another and simultaneously turned towards the source of the distraction. It was the chauffeur. He stood by the open door and was in the process of looking everywhere but at us.
Levi groaned and dropped his head into my chest, muttering, “Fucking hell.” I just plastered a hand over my mouth to stop some burgeoning manic laughter.
We disentangled ourselves and quickly straightened out our clothing, Levi grimaced while readjusting his jeans and I snickered at his obvious discomfort. He ruefully smiled back at me, shaking his head. After stepping out of the limousine, Levi tipped the driver handsomely in compensation for his obvious embarrassment since the poor guy still couldn’t make eye contact with either of us. Levi took my hand again and led me inside our downtown hotel.
As we walked through the grandiose lobby, I took in the rich tapestry-strewn carpets and the warm twinkling lights above. They were reflected in the many gilded mirrors placed on muted walls and the general atmosphere instantly became one of unapologetic opulence. We approached the front desk and the receptionist greedily eye-fucked Levi. It was strange really, because for once I didn’t give a shit. Anyway, he let go of my hand and instead placed his own on the small of my back where it tantalizingly traveled downwards before pulling away and returning sharply with a resounding slap.
The man just spanked my ass.
Launching me forward.
Not a foot away from one very aroused receptionist.
I quickly recovered my equilibrium and turned to face Levi, essentially halting him in his tracks. My fiery gaze, which matched one very smarting behind, dared the man to speak. To explain himself.
He did.
Leaning down, lips in my hair, he murmured, “Those panties of yours had better still be wet, kitten. There’s no running away from me this time.”
I tingled from head to toe at the cheek of him saying this to me. And in the hotel lobby of all places. Hell, the girl behind the desk had virtually orgasmed through telekinesis. So I stepped even closer, deliberately trailing my fingers over his washboard abs and down over his belt buckle. I then slid them lower, resting my palm against his already hardening cock. Looking up at him, I shrugged. “Guess now you’ll never know.”
The way his gaze turned from playful to outright molten was one of the sexiest sights I’d ever seen. It was official, we needed to get upstairs and naked. Pronto.
After checking in, the porter led us into one of the mirrored elevators. He pushed the button for our floor and then professionally kept his eyes glued to the numerical digits as they rose with each level we passed. I decided to have some fun with Levi. He hadn’t stopped staring at my reflection since the doors shut behind us and as a result my panties had long since given up on being anything other than a sodden mess. To restore some much-needed control over the whole situation, I oh-so-casually moved in front of him and brushed my ass inadvertently against his groin. Pretending there was a problem with one of my shoes, I then bent over to inspect it and brushed up against him once more. His hands immediately shot out and gripped my hips, fingers digging deep into my flesh. I smiled at both the pleasurable pain he inflicted and how easy it had been to rile him. Upon straightening up again, I flicked my black hair over my shoulder and flashed him a triumphant look. He said nothing but continued threatening me with that darkened hooded gaze.
When the elevator doors opened, I broke free of his grip. The porter must have sensed the crackling charge rebounding between Levi and I because he practically sprinted to the door of our suite. Fucking Sophie specifically asked for a single room.
Don’t even get me started.
The guy swiped one of the key cards and opened the door with a flourish. Levi tipped him excessively to stop him from showing us the many features of the space. Not that I think he wanted to anyway. As he retreated to the elevator, I distinctly heard him mutter something about not wanting to be the housekeeper who had to change our bed sheets.
I stepped past Levi and moved into the hallway. There was an open door leading through to a floor to ceiling marbled bathroom on my right and a dark wooden built-in closet on my left. Farther along, I spied a ridiculously large bed which stood opposite another doorway leading to a separate room and lounge area. At the far end of both were extensive windows looking out onto the Melbourne skyline.
Wow. Sophie had gone all out.
Some of the hesitation I thought had been left in the airspace over South Australia slowly resurfaced. I desperately hoped Riley would one day forgive me for my actions in the limousine, the lobby and the lift. But right now it occurred to me that there was more to be frightened of than losing the trust of my best friend.
Truth be told, I was terrified of sharing a room with Levi. I mean, clearly there was something between us. Something big. It was simmering away below the surface, ready to be found. I just didn’t know if I wanted to discover what it was yet.
I sighed.
Yes, he’d proven himself to be more than just a physical crush of titanic proportions. Many times over. Surely, the way he soothed me last night and held me at the airport this morning confirmed this? But, thanks to the playful dry humping in the limousine and the blatant sass I’d exhibited in the elevator, that pulsing feeling between us had shifted once again.
I was so disorientated. We now found ourselves somewhere in the middle of it all. We were in a place that was fucking hot but also had an undercurrent of true connection as well. And it was that true connection which could be the end of me.
For real.
I turned to find Levi once again staring at me. He was leaning back against the closed door, his palms flat against the wooden paneling. His chest rose and fell at a heightened heart rate that my own immediately registered and then replicated.
“So, what’s it gonna be, kitten?”
The man could read my mind, what a horrifying thought. I was about to turn my back to him and put as much space as possible between us but something in his eyes stopped me.
I moved closer.
Despite the arrogant tilt to his chin and the bravado emanating from his measured stance, there was also the hint of an exposed vulnerability hovering just behind his darkened gaze.
My heart clenched.
This must have been what he saw in me at Perth airport not four hours ago. Seeing him like this, open to the possible hurt I could
inflict, tore away at the last of my defenses.
“Come here,” I murmured.
He exhaled loudly. “You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that?” Levi strode forward and wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my hair.
This was where I was meant to be.
With him.
Here.
Now.
It was inevitable.
Levi nuzzled my neck, nipping and licking from the base of my throat up to my ear lobe. “Now, about those panties…”
I giggled. Again.
He lifted me up by the ass and I wrapped my legs around his middle, clinging to him as I’d always fantasized. Levi turned and pushed me up against the closed door. His lips descended, they were gentle yet insistent, molding themselves against mine. Once again, I found myself marveling at the sudden sense of déjà vu sparking between us. It truly felt like we were always meant to be connected in this way because we already had—a lifetime before.
I cupped my hands around his face and our kiss grew deeper, more urgent, as our tongues met and entwined. My insides lit up with a burning need for more. I nipped his lower lip, hoping he felt it too. He groaned at the contact and started grinding himself into me … just … there.
“Oh my God.” My vision suddenly swam as I tipped my head back.
“I’m pretty sure He’s got nothing to do with it, kitten.”
“Shut up, shut up. Just keep … fuck,” I moaned.
Levi chuckled but then hissed as I drove my hands into his hair and tugged. Hard. He slammed his mouth back into mine, pinning me even closer to the door, his tongue and lips ravaging my own. My nails scratched his scalp and he growled. Before I knew it, Levi tore my jacket and long sleeved top off, discarding them without another thought on the floor by his feet. He stopped and gazed at me, his breathing labored and eyes bright.
What he saw while I was pinned against the door—no doubt crazy-eyed and beyond needy—I really couldn’t say. I mean, I was only wearing a royal blue satin bra and skinny jeans for God’s sake. But the blatant desire in his gaze helped me find my voice, so I ground out, “Don’t you dare stop now.”
A wolfish grin returned my carnal sentiments and he swung me away from the wall, carrying me into the bathroom. Once inside, he deposited me roughly on the dark gray vanity unit. He pulled my hair back and to the side, exposing my neck to him. His mouth began that torturous pilgrimage again, but this time he started at my sensitive ear lobe. He kissed and licked his way down to the base of my throat and across my shoulder, stopping only when he reached the silky azure ribbon of my bra. I dug my hands into his torso as he bit the material with his teeth and pulled it off my shoulder, leaving it hanging in a useless arc against my upper arm. He then did the same to the other side before reaching around and unclasping the remaining hooks. When the material fell away, exposing my small breasts, Levi’s hands immediately covered them. He tweaked and teased my erect nipples with an expert touch that made me throw my head back and call his name in wild abandon.
“Kitten, that’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”
His mouth replaced those amazing fingers and I shuffled forward, arching my back to give him greater access. As he licked and nipped at me, I buried my hands under his tank top, drawing it up. When he finally broke away, I ripped it off over his head. But before I could lose my mind at the most beautiful sight I’d ever witnessed, his lips were back, claiming mine with that insatiable hunger I desperately craved.
I pulled his head closer, needing his frenzied touch more than air. As his hands trailed slowly down my abdomen, I wrapped one arm around his neck while the other felt the smooth contours of his back, the muscles flexing and rolling under my fingers. If I could somehow get beneath his skin and stay there for an eternity, I swear to God I would have.
Without question.
When his hands reached my jeans, he unbuttoned the waistband and unzipped the fly. Lifting me with one arm, he then drew my pants down with the other, until they too met the same fate as my bra. Moments later, I was safely seated on the bench. Never once did he remove his lips from mine, never once did he falter in the intensity of the kiss. The guy was the most accomplished multitasker I’d ever met.
Levi’s hands slowly journeyed up my calves and came to rest on my knees. I gasped sharply as he wrenched my legs open, stepping into them, before his fingers unhurriedly continued moving upwards once again. I could feel him smile against my lips as I whimpered, almost out of my goddamn mind in anticipation of what was to come.
“Please,” I begged. Though for what exactly I wouldn’t say. Of course I wanted his fingers on me, that was freakin’ obvious by my uncontrollable writhing and moaning. But I also found myself wanting more than just fingers and tongue.
I wanted him.
All of him.
He chuckled deeply and I dug my nails into his back in warning. Teasing me while this enflamed with need was not a smart idea. As if sensing my growing angst, he finally—holy mother of God—skimmed over the front of my panties.
I pulled away from Levi’s lips, shocked by the bolt of raw energy that suddenly reverberated throughout my entire body from the fleeting contact. My gaze burned into his as those deft fingers erotically moved the damp lace to one side and gently, so very gently, stroked my slick folds before sliding inside.
“Grace. Fuck.”
I shut my eyes. As much as I craved more from him, the open adoration on his face was too much for my brittle fragments to take right now. So I threw my head back and focused only on the feel of his fingers inside me.
His thumb circled my clit while two fingers rhythmically pumped me. In no time at all my breathing became more erratic and, not wanting to fall into that black abyss alone, I once again opened my eyes. I gazed up at him in amazement. Desperately, I tore at his jeans, fumbling with the belt buckle in my haste. Sensing my growing frustration, Levi finished the job for me before stepping out of his pants and boxers.
Trailing my fingers down his stomach, they brushed against the soft hair below his navel before I wrapped them around his long, hard cock.
Fuck me.
The man was stunning.
There was no other word for it. Never in my life had I seen a more beautiful penis. God must have felt very generous the day he created Levi. I shook my head. It was like every good thing on this earth had been packaged up into a solitary appendage just for me. Levi sucked in a sharp breath as I started moving my hand forward and back. I relished the silken feel of his skin against my palm almost as much as the pleasurable sounds escaping from his mouth. Increasing the pace, I looked up into his eyes again.
Levi’s face was a mixture of dazed wonder. With my free hand, I drew him down to me, kissing him with a recklessness I’d never felt before. I needed him to know, to feel, the extent he had rocked my world since first walking into it last Friday night.
Levi broke away from me and I almost wept at the hollow emptiness left behind. Thankfully, the loss of contact was simply to tear off my panties, his hands and lips returned to me straight after that. Between impassioned kisses, he brokenly murmured, “Are you on the pill? I need to feel you. I’m clean, I swear.”
I nodded frantically, so close to the edge that formulating words right now was simply not an option.
He took a deep breath and then plunged inside me, groaning out loud as his cock stretched my entrance to accommodate his size. I wrapped my legs around him once more, forcing him deeper, closer. When he reached as far as he could go, Levi stopped and pressed his forehead against my own, panting. “Grace, I … Jesus.”
Beads of sweat were pouring off us both and his broken admonition helped me shape the words, “I’m pretty sure He’s got nothing to do with it, honey.”
Levi smiled and bit my lower lip. “Vixen. Say it again.”
“What?”
“What you just called me, it’s the second time you’ve said it.”
“Honey.”
He g
roaned again before slowly starting to move. “That’s the sweetest sound. Almost as sweet as you calling my name when you come.”
My head tipped back and I was momentarily lost in sensation once again, but it suddenly registered what he had said. “You haven’t heard me come yet.”
“I will.” And with that Levi’s fingers clamped onto my hips and his pace increased.
Each and every one of his deep thrusts hit my sweet spot. I wrapped my arms around him and found his lips again. As the pleasure built, I moaned into his mouth, my sounds growing exponentially louder and louder. Our kisses became more frantic until … finally. My dark world broke into glittering pieces of light as my body convulsed. Levi thrust even quicker and a few moments later, climaxed inside me. Through my exhaustion I somehow found the strength to smile.
I had called out his name as I came.
My smile grew wider.
He had called out my name too.
Chapter Nine
You’re masquerading as conscience,
It’s alright, I realize.
-MONDEZ, “Lies”
“Here.” Levi passed me one of the hotel robes. His lips brushed against my shoulder while calloused fingers trailed down my spine before cheekily smacking my ass.
“Hey.”
He chuckled as I slipped the plush robe on. I just glared at the ground, frantically thinking up revenge tactics which somehow all involved abstinence from sex until he was a slobbering, begging mess at my feet. But I immediately gave up once I looked into those clear blue eyes, they were openly admiring my partially naked body and my mood swiftly brightened after that.
There was no doubt about it, sex with Levi had been the most mind-blowing experience of my life. The way his touch made my body come alive was freakin’ scary because I’d never once responded to Dylan in that way. He’d always been robotic and distant. Hell, even chaste compared to the man who had literally bitten off part of my lingerie. He’d never made me feel frantic and desperate with need like Levi had done through touch alone, and there was no way he had ever looked at me the way Levi did.
