CHAPTER ELEVEN
KAYLEE
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I’m wet.
It’s almost uncomfortable. My panties are absolutely soaked, and I don’t know how much longer I can ignore the way Levi is watching me.
Eating me up with his eyes.
Consuming me with some invisible electrical charge. It pulls me in ways I can’t describe.
The number of times I’ve almost crossed the room tonight and nuzzled into his chest—or climbed the damn thing—and begged him to fuck me is innumerable.
I’m surrounded by testosterone-rich bodies and it’s Levi Montgomery who has my attention.
He always has. After we broke up, I continued going to his games at Penn State and would see him around campus...and once I sort of followed him.
Not that far, but still, who does that?
Levi’s eyes find mine as I laugh at someone’s joke. Then he flinches and adjusts his sling.
Perhaps I’m looking for an excuse, or maybe I’m just doing my job, but I drop my glass on the table and cross the room.
He watches every step I take as I get closer and closer.
“Kaylee,” his rough voice greets me.
“Do you”—I clear my throat—“do you need me to adjust that for you?”
Blink.
“Yes.”
He doesn’t. I know he doesn’t.
But I’m ninety-nine percent certain he wants me to touch him as much as I need his touch right back.
Pressing my body against his side, I tiptoe up and start playing with the knot of his sling. Heat buzzes between us, and then I feel him turn ever so slightly, so I’m flush against him.
The entire front of his body.
That’s when I know for sure. The hardness of his abdominal muscles doesn’t do anything to distract from the hardness lower.
I arch against his erection and our eyes lock.
“Fuck. Let’s go,” he says under his breath, his blue eyes alight with desire.
I’ve seen them like this before and I know what they promise.
Levi doesn’t wait for me to agree, he just places his free hand on my hip and guides me toward the entrance.
“Need to patch him up again.” I joke with a few of the players as we slip out of the room, mostly unnoticed. When the door closes behind us, I turn, but he pushes me down the hallway.
“Keep walking, Kaylee, or I’m going to fuck you against the wall, and someone is going to see us.”
Holy hell.
I let out a moan in response and walk in an aroused blur as his hand burns against my skin.
We stop at the elevators, standing no more than an inch apart as it takes seven thousand years to open. I step inside and he leans around me and pushes the button to the penthouse.
Of course.
Just as I’m about to turn, Levi brushes the hair to the side of my neck and leans down. “This is the part where you get to say no. After this, you’re all mine, kitten.”
My breath catches and I lean back into him.
“Please. Take all of me.”
God, I’m a hussy.
But I have zero cares right now.
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THE DOOR CLOSES heavily behind us and Levi’s body presses me against it. I place my hands on his chest. “What are we doing?”
“No talking.” His free arm leans against the door above me as his mouth closes around mine.
Oh god, I think my legs are going to give out.
Opening to him, his tongue sweeps in and his cock presses into my stomach, taking control in the dominating way he always did.
God, I’ve missed the taste of him.
Tingling pleasure fills every core of my body as I kiss him back.
“Kaylee, fuck.” Levi moans.
I wrap my arms around his body. Being this close to him after months of regret, desire...it’s...I don’t know what this is.
Shut up, brain.
Levi straightens and pulls his arm out of the sling.
“Be careful.” I reach for him, but he ignores me, tossing it onto the floor.
“Come.” He takes my hand and leads me through the penthouse.
There’s something different about Levi now. Maybe he’s grown up. Maybe it’s because he’s gone pro. I don’t know. But he feels more powerful, much more in control, and I start to tremble at what lies ahead.
I can’t imagine it could get any better.
“Take your clothes off,” he says when we reach the bedroom.
I take in the California king-sized bed and the rest of the luxurious suite.
“Wow, this is much nicer than mine,” I say, tilting my head as he removes his shirt, then I can’t breathe or talk.
Christ, he’s way more ripped than the last time I saw him naked. I might be around NFL players almost every day, but this is Levi.
My Levi.
And he’s definitely matured.
He grabs my chin with his thumb and finger, and my eyes lift slowly to his. I’m met with one of his gorgeous smirks.
“Naked, kitten. Now.”
Reaching down, I pull off my dress and start to undo my black bra. The moment it’s off, Levi has one of my breasts cupped in one hand, the other hand pinching one of my nipples.
My head tilts back as a moan escapes.
“I can’t throw you over my shoulder like I want to because of this damn injury, but I’m going to fuck your little body and show you just how much you’ve been missing for the past few months.”
I swallow.
His arousal is mixed with a past bitterness, and I don’t like it. I don’t want him to angry fuck me and toss me away, but there is a chance it could happen.
I could stop right now...
Who am I kidding?
No, I can’t.
“Lie on the bed.” Levi walks me back until the mattress hits the back of my legs and I plonk down.
When I lean back on my elbows, he pulls down my panties.
Shame fills me at how wet they are.
“Christ.” Levi presses them to his mouth and sucks. “You’ve been thinking about my cock all night, haven’t you?”
I need him to touch me so badly.
“Yes.” I writhe on the bed gripping the covers.
“Naughty girl. Such a naughty, naughty kitten.” He unfastens his dress pants, and they fall to the floor. Then kicks off his shoes.
Commando.
I lick my lips as I take in his familiar long, thick cock, the V outline, and his eight pack. Levi is almost perfect in every physical way. Tonight he’s all mine.
Gripping his cock confidently, he begins to stroke while his hungry gaze roams my body.
I feel myself begin to tremble with desire, needing.
“Spread your legs and I want to see you slide those fingers of yours through your pussy.”
He’s so much more dominant.
I obey, widening my thighs and letting out a groan as my hand touches my wet flesh. “Levi, oh god.”
“Good girl.” He rasps.
Jesus, I think I might come right now. If he doesn’t touch me soon, I am going to start screaming.
Even begging.
“Please.” I meet his eyes, but they are locked on my sex like a madman, as he strokes himself rhythmically.
What is this?
Revenge sex? Or are we... don’t get your hopes up.
Kneeling on the bed, Levi climbs over me, his mouth claiming mine again, but the look in his eyes as we connect feels like two lovers coming back together...in a way that’s meant to be.
I’m not imagining this. It’s more than just two people fucking. I’m sure of it.
His cock eagerly seeks out my entrance and then, without warning, his mouth lifts off mine.
“Tell me you’re okay with this?”
What?
I think I’ve made that pretty clear.
“Well, I’m naked, wet, and have just been touching myself, so if you need more proof, then yes.” I giggle.
Levi doesn’t smile. Instead, his eyes roam my face seeking something...something I’m not sure of...then meets my eyes.
“I mean tonight, Kaylee. Just tonight. When we get back to Philly, we go back to being colleagues.”
Oh.
I force back my disappointment. “Sure. Yes. I know.”
I didn’t know.
“We need this Kaylee,” Levi says, as his cock glides through my wet folds and his hips press against me. “Once. To say goodbye. To get this out of our systems.”
Right.
Just once.
I nod.
“Tell me you are on board with this,” he says roughly, sliding his hands through my hair.
I am.
If it’s this or nothing, I’ll take this. So I have to be okay with it. I messed up and don’t deserve Levi Montgomery. Even if he doesn’t know the entire story.
“Fuck me, Levi,” I say, and as his eyes close, he slams inside me with so much force I cry out.