Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
“So wet, so hot,” he groans, kissing my collarbone and crooking his fingers inside me, coaxing another wave of bliss out of me. “I need to feel you around my cock, baby.”
I swear I’ve never wanted anything more. But… “I’ve never…” I breathe the words in a whisper.
Levi looks down at me with adoration shining in his deep green eyes. “I know, Lace,” he says softly. “There’s no pressure. I won’t deny I don’t want you more than air or that the thought of being the only one to have you isn’t the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever imagined, but your virginity is yours to give. I won’t take it if you’re not ready.”
I swoon at his words. The tender, loving tone he has, backed with a slight rough growl from his lust, is the best thing I’ve ever heard. He’s misunderstood me, though. It’s not that I don’t want to have sex with him, I want that so badly I don’t even care that we’re doing this in a random club bathroom. It’s that all the fights his brother and I had over sex, or the lack of it, have left me…ashamed.
I don’t even have to explain. Levi can read me like a book.
“I’m not my brother, Lace,” he reminds me, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. His fingers are still buried inside me, building a tight coil of desperation low in my stomach. “He’s a fucking prick who didn’t appreciate how incredible you are. He never deserved you, baby.”
Levi’s words wash over me, soothing and cleansing. I want him all the more for it. “You’re nothing like him,” I agree, using my grip on his shoulders to tug him closer so I can kiss his jaw. “I want it to be you, Levi. I want this, I want you, I want us. I’ve wanted it for a long time now.”
My admission hangs between us for a second before it’s crushed between our bodies. Levi devours me, kissing the breath out of me, his fingers turning me into a shaking, writhing mess beneath him.
But I want more than just his hand. I want all of him.
My fingers are clumsy and shaky from the haze of pleasure Levi has created around me, but I manage to yank his jeans open in three attempts. Hurriedly, I tug his boxers down, freeing his cock.
I break our kiss to glance down between us and circle my hand around the long, hard length of him. Levi inhales sharply at the touch, his head falling to my shoulder. It sends a thrill through me, knowing he’s just as affected by this as I am. I want to make him fall apart for me, just as much as I want to fall apart for him.
I might not have much experience with this, but even I know Levi’s bigger than average. Half of me is worried there’s no way that’ll fit inside me, but the other half is excited as hell to try.
“Fuck, Lace, you don’t know what you do to me,” Levi grinds out through clenched teeth, his voice deliciously gravelly with need.
I wiggle closer, pressing our bodies together. The head of his cock swipes against my sensitive flesh, a promise of more, and I can’t stop the sound that comes out of me. I’ve never needed anything more than I do right now.
I drop my gaze to watch Levi line his cock to my entrance, holding my breath, fire racing through me at the sight.
Just as he slips the first inch inside me, someone knocks on the door.
We freeze, both of our heads snapping to the side to look at the way the door rattles on its hinges as someone pounds their fist against it.
“Hurry up!” a voice yells from the other side, and my eyes go wide with shock.
I turn back to Levi, disappointment flooding me as I think this is over. But Levi’s eyes darken and he holds my gaze, a secretive smirk tugging on his lips.
“Wait your turn!” he shouts back to the person on the other side, who stops knocking in response. Levi’s hands hold my waist, the air between us electric. “You heard them,” he murmurs, easing further into me. “We better hurry.”
“Oh God!” I gasp, absolutely on board with this plan but unable to form a proper sentence as Levi fills me. It’s nothing like I’ve ever felt, the way my body stretches around him, the hard heat of him, the rush of pure bliss that fizzes through me when he hits a place inside me that has me seeing stars. There’s a small amount of pressure, a tinge of discomfort, at taking him for the first time, my body trying to adjust to the new sensation, but it’s overridden by the overwhelming desire. “Yes!”
“Look at you,” Levi groans, and I do, looking down to find I’ve taken him completely. The sight is filthy, erotic as hell. “Taking me so fucking well. I knew you would. You’re mine, Lace. All. Fucking. Mine.” With the last three words, he retreats from my body, making me claw at him to try and get him to stay. But he just smirks and thrusts back in, knocking all the air from my lungs.