16. Havoc
Havoc
I wake up to something warm and wonderful dragging the length of my cock.
Maybe I’m still dreaming because I look down to see Aimee’s messy, brown hair fanning over her face as she wraps her lips around the head of my dick and teases me.
“Fucking hell.” I drag her hair off the sides of her face, and she swirls her tongue, finally popping her mouth off me.
“Maybe this time I’ll make you beg.” Her grin is malicious and beautiful.
I sit up just enough to hook my hands under her arms and pull her over me. “That’s not how this works.”
In the light of morning, she’s stunning.
Perfect.
Messy from me fucking her and glowing with pleasure. Her dark eyeliner is smudged, and her hair is as wild as her eyes .
Over the course of the night, we slowly stripped down to nothing as I fucked her against the wall. On the side table. In the shower. Until we finally found our way into the bed.
I did my best to mark my entire room with this girl, just like she’s done to my soul, because if she leaves, I need every reminder of her there is.
Aimee lifts, planting herself on my cock but not thrusting me inside her. She slides her wet pussy over me as she rocks her hips. Each time I’m about to slide into paradise, she pulls back, teasing me. Her nails dig into my chest.
I want her to claw and fight and mark me.
Her hips roll again as she rakes at my chest. The position of her arms shoves her tits together. They’re absolutely perfect. Fitting in my hands. Her nipples peak as I tug and tease them.
She feels so good. But if she thinks she’ll win this game, she’s wrong. I’m a patient man. I’ve held out for longer than I thought possible when it comes to this girl.
Although, if anyone has the power to break me, it is Aimee Landry. Cut from the stars themselves.
“You’re going to lose this battle.” I pluck her nipples, and she shivers, sliding her slick cunt over my length.
“Are you sure about that, Levi?” When she moves up, I notch inside her.
So close to heaven, yet she stops just shy of allowing me to bury myself in her body .
“If you don’t sit on my cock, I’m going to shove it down your throat.” I grab her hips, pausing her movements. “Your choice, firecracker.”
Aimee’s eyes light up, and I realize how cold they’ve been every other time I’ve looked into them lately. Because as she lifts, watching me with a hooded gaze, the fire burning inside her sears through my chest.
Her delicate fingers grip my length, holding my stiff cock between us, and I don’t hold back as I shove her down on me.
“Levi.” Her nails dig into my chest.
She rakes a bloody path where she’s been clawing at me all night.
I’m not gentle with her, but it’s only because she’s not gentle either. Aimee doesn’t touch me and kiss me like she wants to make love. She wants me to swallow her whole, and I happily oblige.
“Take what you need.” My fingers drag up her perfect body until I’m cupping her tits. “Use my cock to make yourself come.”
I flick her nipples, and she shivers.
Aimee leans back so she’s grabbing my thighs now, giving me full access to her chest while she rides my cock. Her hips swivel, and she tilts her head back. A goddess in the flesh.
Dragging my hands down, I skip over the scar she still hasn’t explained, tracing the tattoo she revealed to me last night.
An hourglass.
Proof it isn’t all in my head .
This isn’t a dream.
I circle it, moving down again until I find her glistening clit. With the first circle, she starts to shatter.
Her cunt wraps my cock with every roll of her hips. Tighter, until I’m barely able to breathe to stop from filling her with my cum. It takes every bit of restraint I have with this girl not to completely unleash myself. I’m possessed by her.
Obsessed with her.
I want to mark her inside and out.
At one point last night, I considered laying her out on the bed and painting her in my cum. Filling her until I was dripping from every hole.
Until she understands there’s going to be no more denying what we’ve always been.
Infinite.
Endless.
Aimee rides me unapologetically. Her brown eyes meet mine as she lifts up, and when she lowers, she reaches behind her to cup my balls in her hand.
The grunt that rushes out of me earns me a smile.
“You sure you aren’t going to beg for me?” She grabs me harder, pressing on a spot that makes my vision dark while she swirls her hips.
“You’re going to be the death of me, firecracker.”
“Good.” A single word, and I have no doubt she means it as she rides me with all she has.
Touches me until I’m blinking away stars. The world blurs. And when I pick up the pace on her clit, she finally shatters, dragging me over the edge with her .
Not sweet, but violent.
Like the kiss from death warning me there is no escape.
When Aimee finally collapses over me, I soak in the feel of being settled inside her. Of her warmth draped across my body, where she’s always meant to be.
“You feel so good,” I tell her.
She smiles. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
“You and that mouth.”
Aimee bites her lower lip as her expression changes with her thoughts. “I’m sorry, by the way. About the things you said last night. I was too busy being angry at you to consider what you’d been through all these years.”
“I survived.” I tuck her hair behind her ear.
“That doesn’t always mean much.”
I hum, knowing that all too well.
“Maybe I should have come back sooner. Done things differently.” She closes her eyes, her chin resting on her clasped hands. “I was lost.”
“So was I.” Until I saw her again.
“I don’t know how this works with us now, Levi.” She still hasn’t opened her eyes. “I don’t know how to be in Vegas any longer than I have to. But…”
Her voice trails off, and when she finally blinks her eyes open, they’re clear.
“But what?”
“But even if this is all we have, I’ll cherish that too.”
She uses my own words against me. And I know it’s for self-preservation, so I don’t argue.
But the thought of her leaving now that I’ve had her rips me apart.
It was one thing for me to say that last night, when I could still pretend I’d be able to let her go.
But with her naked body flush with mine and her eyes on me, I don’t know if it’s possible.
Without kissing her, I knew this was the only girl I’d ever consider making my wife.
Now…
I’ll have to figure out a way to convince her to stay.
Even if it means burning every one of her demons to the ground so she feels safe enough to stick with me.
“Nothing is infinite,” she whispers.
“Except us.” I finish the thought, whether she wants me to or not.
Aimee finally lifts, and my cum drips from her. It’s the most beautiful sight.
At least, I think so.
Aimee’s face puckers as she sits on the messy bed. “We’re going to need to clean these sheets.”
“I’ll take care of it today.” I hop up, stalking into the bathroom for a warm cloth for her.
When I come back, she’s sitting against the headboard, still completely naked and bare to me.
I kneel between her legs on the bed, expecting her to shove me away, but she just watches as I run the cloth up her legs, cleaning her up. There’s always been this unspoken intimacy between us. It’s terrifying how quickly we fall back into it.
“We should probably talk about this.” I set the cloth aside as she closes her legs.
“Don’t worry, I wasn’t a virgin,” she teases .
“Yeah, well, me either.” I chuckle. “I meant the fact that I didn’t wear a condom.”
“You told me it’s been a while since you’ve had sex. Since before I came back.”
“I haven’t,” I confirm quickly before she can think that was a lie. “And I’m good. That’s not what I’m talking about. But you… Are you on the pill or anything?”
Her eyebrows furrow, like she can’t figure out why I would ask her that. “No, I’m not on anything. But if that’s what you’re worried about, don’t. I won’t get pregnant.”
“Why not?” And why does my heart stop considering why she’d give me that answer?
“You know why, Levi.” She avoids my stare. “I was with Titan for almost a year, remember? Don’t you know what they do there to make sure accidents don’t happen?”
My gaze moves back down her body, to the rugged scar on her lower abdomen. Looking closer, I see now it’s a little too rough for a surgery that would have been done at a hospital.
“What did he do to you?” When I tried to ask her that question in the desert, there was room for her to refuse to answer.
Not now.
And she must sense it when my eyes meet hers.
“They did what they do to all girls they bring there.” She swallows hard. “They sterilized me.”