Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
My headache stayed away, even when Emma nearly dropped the platter of burgers while walking back into the house.
Despite the mishaps along the way, everything tasted delicious and I was in a good mood by the time we cleaned up.
And then Emma brought out Uno.
“You do realize this is a dangerous game, right?”
“It’s not as bad as Monopoly,” Levi said. “Trust me, you don’t wanna play Monopoly with my family.”
“Emma and I could kill each other.”
“But it’s been a while since I was here long enough to ruin your life with cards,” Emma said. “Please?”
“You’re not gonna ruin my life. I’m gonna ruin yours .”
We got out the cards and quickly realized that Emma and I weren’t the problem. Levi was. After a few rounds, he hit Emma with a plus-four and she looked him in the eye and threatened to kill him. I then earned my own threats by stacking two draw-two cards that they’d thrown my way.
Levi followed that up with skipping me two times in a row.
“Get fucked ,” I said to him.
“Those are the words a husband always wants to hear from his wife,” he said, and then put down another skip.
“Levi!”
“It’s beautiful,” Emma said. “You deserved that.”
I glared as I put down a reverse card.
She then hit me with a plus-four.
“Emma!” I snapped. “How could you do this to me?”
“With no guilt or remorse.”
The game continued on, up until I finally got Uno and dropped my last card.
“You all suck! I win!”
“I could have made you lose that game,” Levi said. “But I didn’t because I was nice.”
“Thank you, but also, I won and will still rub it in your face.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“If I hadn’t had the day from hell,” Emma said with a yawn, “I’d ask for a rematch. But I need some fucking sleep.”
“Cars blowing up will do that to you. It’s almost like you need something reliable .”
“Don’t,” she hissed before getting up. “Once I get eight hours of sleep, it’s over for you.” She made a cut motion across her throat as she headed to the guest room.
“I’ll never hear the end of it if she does win,” I said. “We’ll have to team up. Just like we will for other things.”
Levi raised an eyebrow. “Did you mean for that to sound sexual?”
My cheeks immediately lit on fire. “N-no! I meant about something else.”
“So you want sex to stay off the table?” he asked.
“I’m not saying that! I’m saying I haven’t thought about it. Well, I have but?—”
His eyebrows raised higher.
“I’m gonna stop talking before I embarrass myself more.”
“I think we should take your sister’s advice and get some rest. We can talk about anything in the morning.”
“Fine,” I said. “Maybe I’m a little tired too.”
“Come on, darling. Let’s go to bed.” He grabbed my hand and led me upstairs.
A bubble of nervousness hit me as I thought about sleeping in the same bed as him again, but exhaustion weighed me down. I’d narrowly avoided a headache tonight, but I knew I’d need sleep if I wanted to keep my good luck.
“I could sleep on the floor,” I offered.
He turned to me with a flat expression. “You know we’re not doing that. This isn’t all that smaller than the bed on the honeymoon.”
And yet, in a bed like that, I’d jumped his bones the second I felt his erection. I knew myself. I would do it again if given the chance.
I was doing good at not thinking about the incident with Levi except when I was in bed alone. But now I wasn’t in bed alone. And he would be here with me.
“Once again, are you sure about this?” I asked.
“I’m very sure about this,” he said. “We can be adults.”
“Because that went so well for us last time.”
“It went very well.”
“You’re only saying that because you got a blowjob.”
“I believe you also benefitted from that.”
My cheeks heated. I had, and it was something I couldn’t manage to replicate on my own.
Damn him.
“We’re sleeping,” I said. “Just sleeping.”
“Okay.”
“No funny business.”
“Understood.”
I went to my dresser, only to pause. I didn’t have much in the way of night clothes. Usually, I slept in my underwear or in nothing at all.
What I did have was ... skimpy.
It had been a bit since I’d done my laundry, and all the shirts I could manage to sleep in were dirty. That left me with a thin, pink nightgown.
Not my best choice.
I grabbed it anyway and ran for the bathroom. When I put it on, I groaned. My nipples were visible again.
“So,” I said, crossing my arms as I walked back into the bedroom. “We have the same problem as the first night you stayed here.”
Levi’s eyes slid to me and landed on my chest. Thankfully, most of it was covered.
“Is it a problem?”
“Shut up,” I said, red in the face. I climbed under the fuzzy blanket to hide from him. “You’re not gonna look.”
“Too late.”
“I hate you.”
“Do you really?” he asked, but this time, his eyes were on mine.
“No, I don’t. I’m just embarrassed.”
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
I focused my gaze on the wall. “I’m not necessarily insecure, but I know I’m not like all the heroines in the romance books. I’m not a size zero. I have stretch marks on my thighs from puberty, and my hair is a ball of frizz half the time. And it’s not like I let myself trust people to get in a relationship, so all I know is my family’s indifference.”
“First of all, when Isra finally saw you, she asked how I landed you.”
“Oh, come on. I’m not out of your league.”
“She saw me when I was in middle school. That’s probably burned in her memory.”
“She seems like the kind of lady who never forgets anything.”
“But the point still stands. You’re gorgeous, Amy. And if you could see yourself through my eyes, you’d know why I think that.”
“Really?”
“I’d never lie to you.”
“Thanks,” I said with a small smile. “But I’m still not letting you see my boobs for free.”
“I’d be willing to earn it if you want me to.”
The words sent a thrill down my spine. I wanted more after the honeymoon. It wasn’t in my best interest to, but I did.
“We’ll see how you act tonight.”
“I’ll be on my best behavior. At least a version of it.”
He leaned forward and captured my lips in a chaste kiss before he retreated to his side of the bed.
I woke up to a hand on my back, followed by an exhale somewhere above my head. It felt like the end of a pleasant dream, the kind where I wasn’t alone.
Only this time, the dreamlike state of comfort was my reality.
My head was pillowed on his warm chest and my leg was hiked up onto his. Every inch of my torso pressed into him.
My breath caught in my throat as I tensed. The second I did, his hand moved up and down my back.
“It’s fine, Amy. Don’t worry about it.”
“What happened?” I asked. “How did we end up here again?”
“You moved to my side sometime during the night.”
“You could have pushed me away.”
A low chuckle left his mouth. “No, I couldn’t have.”
My cheeks heated, and instead of thinking too hard about what he’d just said, I sat up. “Don’t get too flattered. This is just the best side of the bed.”
“Best side because I’m here or some other reason?”
“I—other reasons, of course!”
“You don’t have to get embarrassed for flirting with me, Amy Hensen.”
“I’m embarrassed for many—wait, Hensen? That’s not my last name.”
“It sounds better than your current one.”
“Willard is a beautiful last name!”
“Not as pretty as your first with my last.”
Oh, boy. I couldn’t handle early morning Levi. He had no filter.
“Do they do name changes when it’s a fake marriage?”
“The marriage is real on paper, so yes. They do.”
I shook my head, taking stock of the heat in my body. Seeing him relaxing in my bed, with his loose T-shirt exposing a touch of his stomach, was too much. It was like the honeymoon all over again, except now I knew exactly how he could make me feel.
But anywhere except my bed felt cold, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face that.
Then Levi pulled me back down.
“We can take a few minutes.”
It was before coffee. That was the only explanation for the way my body curled into his and accepted my fate.
Or at least that was what I told myself.
But the addition of him in my bed made my room a dreadfully comforting place.
I closed my eyes, wondering what my life would be like if I woke up to this every day.
For one, I’d be far hornier. I could feel it now, moving through my body like liquid heat, making every part of me want him.
And two, it would hurt even worse when it all went wrong. Screwing my eyes shut, I tried to picture the pain I would be in when this all ended. If I thought about it enough, I could muster the bravery to get out of bed and move on with my day.
I thought of how he’d texted someone else on the honeymoon, how that secret could end us.
But I also remembered how good he’d made me feel on the honeymoon too.
Logic was at war with lust, and unfortunately, logic didn’t usually win for me.
I wanted him, and the consequences were a future-Amy problem.
All thoughts of what could go wrong vanished. I leaned into him more and then looked up at him.
His eyes met mine and I wondered if this was doing the same thing to him. Did he wonder about what happened on the honeymoon? Or was it just me?
My gaze fell to his lips and the memory of what they’d felt like on me played back in my brain.
I needed that again, so before I could talk myself out of it, I reached over and kissed him.
Levi took in a sharp breath of air and his hand on my shoulder clamped down as if he wanted to keep me close.
Little did he know, I couldn’t leave.
My palms slid down his chest and his other hand landed on my cheek. The kiss turned from chaste to more as I moved my lips against his. I took a chance and swiped my tongue against his bottom lip.
His resulting groan made him pull me closer and I hooked my leg over his lap and swung myself to where I was on top of him.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he pulled away.
“I don’t know. I’m just doing what I want.”
“And kissing me is what you want?”
“I could go for a lot more than that. And if we need a justification, I bet it would make us look?—”
His hand covered my mouth. “I don’t care about how it looks. Do you want me because you want this?”
“Y-yes.”
“Then I’ll do whatever you want.”
His hand moved to my stomach, just under my breast. My nipples, already hard from the feel of him, now begged for attention. Slowly, he trailed upward until his palm encased the whole thing.
“Is this good?”
“So good.” I gasped when he moved again.
“Do you know what these fucking nightgowns do to me?”
“I have an idea.”
“I don’t think you do.” He rolled his hips up, pressing his hard cock into me. “Every day I’ve been tortured by the memory of the outline I saw.”
“You can see the real things if you want to.”
“ Fuck yes.” His other hand pulled at the spaghetti strap, revealing my top half to him. “They’re gorgeous. Just like every inch of you.”
I gasped as his mouth clamped over one, his hand going to the other. Every movement sent pleasure straight down to my clit.
God, this was going to ruin me for all men.
His tongue played with me, flicking over the hard bud and making me arch into him. I could only make pitiful gasps as I struggled to wrap my head around how good this felt.
He tortured my breast and then moved to the other. Each second, I was growing more and more desperate.
My clit needed attention and I uselessly moved against him, desperate for any kind of contact.
But then he rolled us over. The room spun and he landed on top of me.
I could feel him smile as he kissed his way down my stomach, pulling at the waist of my underwear. There was only a second between the cool air hitting my core and his mouth overtaking it, lapping up all the wetness that dripped out for him. I let out a sigh of relief as I opened myself wider.
He was as skilled with his tongue as he was with his hands, it seemed.
Levi must have remembered what I liked last time. His tongue drew circles around my sensitive clit and then dragged its way down to my entrance before pressing inside of me.
My fingers sank into his hair as my eyes closed.
Yes. This was what I needed. This feeling of climbing to impossible heights. There was no way I could regret this.
Levi kept up the pace as every muscle in my body tightened. I was a mess of gasps and muttered curses.
I had to cover my mouth to keep from yelling as I shuddered. A shock wave of pleasure erupted from my core, filling every inch of my body.
And when it finally subsided, he was still going.
My body responded in time. Pleasure faded and then built again. I arched into him to get a better angle, and this time, his mouth focused on my clit while his fingers dipped into my pussy.
“Yes, Levi. Just like that.”
His finger hooked, earning a broken gasp from me.
When I came again, I swore I blacked out. The only thing I could feel was perfection . The world could have ended and I wouldn’t have cared.
“Good?” he asked when I finally came back into myself.
“Yeah,” I managed to say. “So fucking good.”
Levi kissed his way back up my body before landing on my mouth. I tasted my own pleasure on his tongue and I knew I wanted to give him the same feeling.
My hands moved to his erection, giving it one pump. “Your turn,” I said. I tried to turn us over so I could return the favor, but he pressed into me harder, keeping me in the same position. “Don’t you want a blowjob again?”
“I want you to come again.”
“But what about you?”
“I’ll feel it when I’m inside of you.”
My breath caught in my throat, but I nodded. This was now the one thing I wanted more than anything in the world. He took off his shorts and lined himself up with me, his mouth coming down to mine. He pressed at my opening, pushing in a half inch. I was so ready to feel him all the way and I was half tempted to tell him to get on with it.
“Amy!” Emma called. “Do you have any extra pads?”
Nothing was more of a buzzkill than that.
I let out a sigh. “She has immaculate timing.”
“We’ll finish this later,” he said into my neck. I felt empty without him, but I got up anyway.
“I’ll be right there,” I called as I threw on a robe. Emma was waiting in the hallway, foot tapping nervously.
“Thank God. It’s seriously an avalanche right now.”
And that ruined my mood even further. “They’re in the very back of the closet. Come on, I’ll show you.”
She followed me dutifully, but the pads were well hidden behind a stack of towels Levi had brought. Emma had to find a step stool just to get to it.
Once what she needed was in hand, she kicked me out to do her business and I headed downstairs. Levi was dressed in sweatpants and a sweatshirt, making coffee.
“I find it so hot that you make coffee for me.”
“Hopefully, that’s not the hottest thing I’ve done today.” He pulled me close to him and pressed his lips to my temple. “Or what I’ll do later.”
I let out a giggle and stepped away to start cutting fruit for us all. If Emma was truly on her period, then she’d be hungry the second she came downstairs. Levi got started on some sausage.
Halfway through cutting up a carton of strawberries, I was proven right when she walked in and grabbed the bowl that was meant for all of us and sat at the table to eat.
“So, she’s hungry, huh?” Levi asked as he handed me another. “Is that normal during this time of the month?”
“Yep. At least you weren’t there during her first one. I thought she was gonna kill me.”
After cutting enough for Levi and me to eat, we sat at the table while Emma furiously typed a message on her phone.
“Everything okay?” I asked. “Have a secret boyfriend I don’t know about?”
“No,” she huffed. “It’s nothing.”
Her phone chimed.
“Are you sure it’s nothing?”
“Yep.”
Then it rang.
She flipped it over only to push a button and then threw it back down. “Sorry about that. It’s on silent now.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you answer that?”
“It’s just work. My boss is on my ass about coming in. Apparently, they’re short-staffed. I was only expecting to stay here for a little while, so I told them I’d be heading back today.”
“It sounds pretty serious.”
“Amy, it’s fine. I can’t even get to work right now. They’ll have to deal, even if he makes true to his threats to fire me.”
I leaned back. “You could if you had a car.”
“ Amy ,” she hissed.
Levi watched me curiously, so I figured it was time to explain. “Since Emma needs a car, I keep telling her to take mine for the time being so she can get around.”
“And you don’t want to?”
“Of course not. You’re nice and all, but I’m not taking away my sister’s independence just so I can have my own. She worked hard for the car and paid it off. She gets to keep it.”
“I at least live in a city with public transportation.”
“Nashville’s transit system sucks.”
“But it still counts,” I said. “You live in a small town with no other options. If one of us has to have a car, it needs to be you.”
“You don’t need to solve my problems.”
“I’m not gonna force you into this, but we need to talk about it. And that’s what we’re doing.”
“There’s nothing to talk about. It’s still a no.”
“So the issue is that you don’t want Amy to not have a way around, am I right?” Levi asked.
“Yes,” Emma replied. “She doesn’t have to give her car to me. I’ll figure something else out.”
“But—” I tried to say, but Levi held up his hand.
“I think you should take Amy’s car.”
Emma narrowed her eyes. “Of course you would say that.”
“And I’ll buy her a new one.”
The table went silent.
“T-that’s n-not necessary,” I stammered.
“No, it is. You need a vehicle and so does your sister. The problem’s solved.”
“You’re just gonna buy her a car?” Emma asked. “What kind of stipulations does that come with?”
“None.” He said it like it was easy.
“And what happens if you get in a fight and she has to leave but your name is on the car?”
“The car will be completely hers. I won’t put my name on it.”
“I ... You.” Emma’s glare grew more intense. “Are you usually this good at solving problems?”
“Most of the time. It helps that I have money.”
I looked between Levi and Emma, trying to see if he was serious about this whole car thing. I’d get it if he only offered all of this to get Emma to see sense.
However, Emma wouldn’t when she eventually found out.
“So I have no reason to avoid work?” she asked with a groan. “Thanks a lot.”
“You’re the one who likes small-town life,” I said. “And if you wanna continue to live alone, you should probably not get fired.”
“So I leave now? What if you need something today?”
“All I’m gonna do today is read and relax. Even if I wanted to go somewhere, I won’t.”
“I can also take her wherever she needs to go after work. And while I’m in the office, she can call an Uber if she’s going somewhere in town.”
“When you got married, you weren’t supposed to choose someone as good at arguing as he is.”
“We can keep going back and forth or you can call your boss back.”
Emma flipped off Levi before grabbing her phone and disappearing into the other room.
“Thank you,” I said. “You have no idea how much better it makes me feel that she’s leaving with reliable transportation. Even if I’ve torn up the trunk with dirt.”
“You’re welcome,” he replied. “Now, I do have to get ready for work. I have an early morning meeting that I can’t miss.”
“Go ahead. I’ll clean up.”
He pressed a kiss on my lips before leaving.
A few minutes later, Emma returned with her bag. “I was one more ignored call away from getting fired,” she said. “They’re desperate for someone to come in.”
“Then get going. I’ll be fine here.”
“At least I feel better about the two of you. I mean, I see why it moved so fast.”
I blinked. “You do?”
“Oh yeah. He’s down bad.” She gave me a hug. “And thank you. I hate that I have to leave early, for work of all things. But I owe you one. I owe you a lot, actually.”
“I’ll help you with anything.”
“Don’t forget about you,” she said under her breath. “Seriously.”
“Are you leaving?” Levi asked as he came downstairs. “I am too.”
“Looks like we both have to work. Disgusting. Thanks for letting me stay, though. You’re nicer than a lot of the other brothers-in-law I’ve heard about.”
“I try to be.”
“Now, here are my keys.” I threw them to her. “Be safe, please. Both of you.”
“Call me if you need me.” She gave me one last hug before leaving. Levi gave me a smile before following her out.
I cleaned up after breakfast, checking in once again to be sure my headache from the day before hadn’t returned. Since I was off of my medicine, I knew that the odds of pain simply going away wasn’t very possible.
Luckily, it seemed that I was in the clear.
I lounged on the couch and was reading a book when my phone jingled.
And it was a message from V.
I scrambled to open Discord.
V
I don’t know. I hate to say this, but what if this has reached its natural end?
My heart sank.
What do you mean?
We’ve both been so busy. We hardly read anymore. And I would bet that both of us have people that we care about now.
You have someone.
I do. Don’t you?
I wanted to tell him no, but that wasn’t exactly true. I had Levi now, and I couldn’t deny that he meant something to me.
I don’t like endings. Especially when they’re not happy ones.
I’m sorry, but I think we let this go too far for too long. We should focus on the people in our lives.
Okay. Thank you for reading with me.
It was one of my greatest pleasures.
I let out a long sigh and closed the app. Tears pinpricked my eyes, even though I knew he wasn’t entirely wrong.
Still, I wished I knew who he was. I wished I’d asked more questions.
The mystery would haunt me.
I tried to put it out of my mind as I finished my book. When I was done, I wanted to tell someone about it, and for the first time, I found myself missing having a book club to talk to. It was so much easier to organize what I was thinking about the books when I was able to talk about it, and the sense of community was something I hadn’t experienced since then. V had helped, but that was over now.
Levi got home at six, his phone glued to his ear.
“Yes, Mom, I’m gonna ask her.” His voice was soft and he looked at me apologetically. “No, she likes you guys. I’m sure she’d love to. I’m home now, so I need to go.”
He said his goodbyes and put his phone away.
“Sorry about that. Mom called to check in and asked if you wanted to go plant shopping with them tomorrow.”
I shouldn’t. I needed to rest to be sure a migraine didn’t start.
But I wanted to.
“Yeah, of course I’ll go.” I plastered a smile on my face. “It should be fun.”
“And after, we go car shopping.”
“We’re staying busy,” I said with a laugh. “Great.”
“I think what I’m more concerned with is whether or not we’re finally alone in our house.”
“I’m pretty sure we are. Other than the gnomes that steal my socks. Why?”
“Because it’s time to pick up where we left off.” His smile was devilish as he crossed the room and captured me with a searing kiss. My body lit up with sparks as I felt him everywhere . I’d almost forgotten about our missed opportunity this morning, but I was more than okay picking up where we left off.
“There’s not enough room on this couch for all the things I want to do to you,” he muttered.
I could picture all of the things he wanted to do to me, and if it was anything like what happened this morning, I would be in heaven again soon. “Then where should we move?”
As soon as I finished my sentence, I was up in the air, cradled in Levi’s arms. He set me on the dining room table, tongue swirling in my mouth. Just a minute of kissing and my body was already revving up to be destroyed again. No one was around and no one could stop us. “Wait a second. The blinds aren’t shut.”
“I don’t give a fuck. If anyone looks, they’ll see a man pleasuring his wife.”
My body hummed at the idea of that. I didn’t think I’d ever be okay with leaving the blinds open while Levi was all over me.
But I’d do anything that he asked me to.
His hand touched my lower back, dragging every inch of my skin to be flush with his. My legs opened to accept him into my space. His tongue took over my mouth until he pulled away and tugged at the hem of my shirt.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited to do this? How long I’ve waited to have you all to myself?”
“Is this where you tell me no other woman was like me?”
“There were no other fucking women.”
I could only let out a broken gasp as his mouth claimed my skin. I wanted to believe that. I wanted it so bad.
But the evidence didn’t match.
My questioning didn’t get to linger as his teeth nipped me, pulling me back into the moment.
I didn’t understand how all logic could fly away whenever he was touching me, yet I would let it. I spent far too much time in my own head anyway.
“How do you wanna come?” he said against my skin. “On my hand or my cock?”
I wet my lips. “Good communication.”
“Don’t stall,” he warned. “I will be getting you off, but I won’t be waiting long.”
“On your cock,” I said. “I need it.”
He hummed, and his hand slipped under the waistband of my pants. I thought he’d tug them off to fuck me, but instead, his hand touched my pussy.
“I’m pretty sure that’s not your cock.”
“Trust me, you’d know the difference.” His finger pressed in. “I’m making sure you’re ready first, darling.”
I gasped as he hooked his finger, finding my G-spot with ease. His mouth returned to mine, swallowing my moans as they escaped.
I fought the urge to come, but his movements were too good, too perfect.
“L-Levi,” I managed to say between gasps. “I’m gonna?—”
“Do it. Come for me.”
I whined as he buried his teeth into my bottom lip and he added another finger.
“B-but I thought?—”
“Trust me, you’ll do it again. And it’ll be exactly how we want it.” His thumb pressed onto my desperate clit. “Come, Amy. I want you to.”
And I did. My head fell back and my body was encased in warm light. It was as euphoric as all of the other ones he gave me, and when my brain came back online, I wondered if this man ever could mess up in sex.
“Fuck me,” I said, my voice breathy as if I’d climbed a mountain.
“Gladly.” Levi’s pants came off and I caught a glimpse of his hard cock. “But I need to grab a condom.”
“Don’t.” I said it before thinking. “I-I mean, I have birth control literally implanted into my arm. And I don’t have anything. I was tested, and it’s been a while ...” I trailed off before I could kill the mood with details of my inactive sex life.
“I don’t have anything either,” he said. “And I would love —” He stopped himself. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. More than anything.”
He moved forward and finally pressed into me. If I thought his fingers were good, his cock was incredible. This time, as he sank inside, there was nothing to stop us. I panted as he stretched open every inch of me. I’d never felt this full in my life, and now I was glad I’d had that orgasm before he did this.
“My God,” I managed to say.
“Are you okay?”
“More than okay. You need to move. Please. ”
He pulled all the way out of me before surging in again, eyes locked on mine. “Fuck, Amy. You feel even better than I imagined.”
“You do too,” I said, head tilting back again. He thrust into me, pushing the table fully into the corner while holding me as tightly as he could. His mouth locked onto mine.
If I could have talked, I would have screamed yes and harder .
Levi seemed to get the message without me saying it because his hips bucked into me, sending his cock to new depths. He fucked me hard, and I could feel myself gripping his cock as he continued.
I’d never come from just penetration, but I’d also never had anything like this before. As his tempo continued, my body tightened and rose in anticipation of a life-changing orgasm.
Then the table broke.
He caught me before I toppled to the ground.
“Oh my God. We wrecked the table.”
“I don’t care.” He pushed me into the wall and my legs wrapped tightly around him. “We’re fucking here.”
“But the table?—”
“I’ll buy you a hundred tables, and we’ll fuck on each and every one.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but he thrust upward again, shutting off every thought I had.
The wall was hard and unforgiving and so was Levi. He continued his movements and my eyes closed to take in the pure perfection he was giving me.
It didn’t take long for my body to remember where it was. I came with my head pressed against the wall and his name on my lips.
All I could manage was a scream that I hoped the neighbors couldn’t hear.
“God-fucking-dammit, Amy. You’re gonna make me come just from the sounds you make.”
“Come in me,” I begged. “I fucking need it.”
I’d never let a guy do this, but when it was my husband, when it was him , it was all I could think about. His thrusts became erratic as his lips closed on the side of my neck. I fell back, spent body already building up again.
“I’m going to fill you with my come. And when it drips down your thighs, you’ll think of me.”
“My God , Levi.”
“And then I’ll do it again and again.”
Just the idea of his words sent me over the edge. “L-Levi, I’m gonna come.”
“Do it,” he dared. “Come while I fill you.”
I did exactly as I was told, and his cock jerked inside of me. I may have slept with other people before, but he was the first to do this.
And I wondered if he would be the last.
“That was ... I don’t know if I have words.”
“We’ll be doing it a hundred more times,” he replied. “Maybe a thousand.”
And in the afterglow of the best sex I’d ever had, I believed it.
Levi deposited me on the couch before returning with a rag. After I’d been thoroughly cleaned and given fresh pajamas, we laid down in my bed.
And as I drifted off, I wondered if anything could ruin this moment.
That was my first mistake.