Chapter 14 #2
The potent smell of paint hits me first, but I barely register it as my eyes take in everything around me.
Tons of canvases litter the space, covered in nature scenes, animals, and portraits.
There’s paper hanging from clothespins on string on one side of the room, pencil sketches staring back at me.
“I knew you painted, but I had no idea you were this good,” I state, spinning in a small circle to take in everything in the room. Spotting a large canvas leaning against the wall with a towel over it, I point. “What’s that one?”
“Just a little something I’m working on,” he tells me, closing the distance between us and resting his hands on my hips. “I don’t like to stare at a project when it’s a work in progress. Sometimes it stunts my creativity.”
I hum and loop my arms around his neck. “Well, if you’re looking for more inspiration.”
Levi lowers his head to my neck and kisses his way up to my ear, taking my lobe between his teeth before he whispers, “and what kind of inspiration do you think you can provide?”
“I can pose for you,” I tease, my hand slowly sliding down his front to gently rest against the growing hardness in his jeans. “Or I can help ease some stress to get that creativity flowing again.”
Wordlessly, Levi crashes his lips to mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. I tighten my hold on his neck as our lips move together, fisting the hair at his nape. He moans softly in response, his hands gliding over my butt before resting on the back of my thighs, and he hoists me up.
My legs wrap around his waist, his hold on me firm yet gentle as he runs his tongue along my bottom lip. I open for him, granting him access, and our tongues collide as we both fight for dominance. Levi moves through the room, and suddenly my back hits the wall.
He adjusts me slightly, holding me with one hand as his other trails a path along my bottom before he slips it underneath my dress. His finger ghosts against my underwear, and I squirm slightly, looking for friction.
“Patience, Lowe,” he murmurs, kissing a path from my lips down to the sweet spot on my neck, drawing a moan from me that is louder than I had intended. “I want to take my time with you.”
His forehead rests against mine, his eyes boring into my own as he rubs me over my lace thong. I pant softly, aching to feel him closer and unable to stop the plea from slipping past my lips.
“Please,” I whisper, my head falling back against the wall as I try to move my hips, but Levi has me firmly against the wall.
“Please, what?” He asks, his tone carrying a slightly dominating edge that has me heating under his gaze.
I look him in the eye once more as I say, “Please stop teasing me. I need to feel you.”
He hums, slipping my underwear to the side and slowly running a finger through my wetness. I moan softly and bite my lip, arching my back off the wall. He chuckles softly, his finger now rubbing slow circles against my clit.
“Tell me, Lowe,” he breathes against my lips, applying a little more pressure. “Will this do it for you?” He stops his ministrations on my clit and moves his finger back down my slit before slipping a finger inside me, causing a gasp to escape my lips. “Or do you need this?”
His finger moves in and out of me at an agonizingly slow pace, and my head tips back in frustration. “More, I need more.”
“Greedy girl,” he growls, taking my earlobe between his teeth and pulling roughly before running his tongue over the sting.
I slip one hand down his front, forcing it between us so I can reach his arousal. Gripping his hard cock through his jeans, I grin in triumph when he groans, and his eyes flutter shut briefly.
“I’ll give you what you give me, baby,” I whisper, removing my hand to unbutton his jeans so I can slip my hand inside his pants. “So, I guess the real question is, what do you want?”
Levi adds an extra finger, moving them faster and curling them just right, hitting that spot inside me that has me seeing stars. The moans tumble uncontrollably off my lips, and they only get louder when he uses his thumb to rub circles along my clit.
My hand slides inside his boxers, fisting his cock in my hand and his hips jerk involuntarily. Running my thumb along the head of his dick, I rub his pre-cum along the tip before I jerk him off.
Our moans fill the space. Every time he hits that perfect spot causes my grip to tighten, and I move my hips as I feel my climax start to build.
“That’s it, Lowe,” he groans, panting as he begins to move his own hips, gliding himself against my palm. “Take what you need, baby.”
His words cause a gasp to escape, and he increases the pressure against my clit, his fingers working impossibly faster. My head falls back against the wall, and his lips meeting mine silences my whimper.
Levi’s tongue slips into my mouth in a punishing kiss, and I roughly grip his hair with my free hand, riding his fingers and holding on for dear life as my climax approaches its peak.
“Come for me, baby,” he demands, a raspy, aroused quality to his voice. My back arches and I feel a scream building in my throat, and just as my climax is about to shake my entire body, my phone rings loudly from my jacket pocket.
I release a loud, frustrated groan as Levi drops his head to my shoulder. His fingers that had stopped for a moment move in and out of me slowly once more, and I shoot him a look.
“Answer it, baby,” he tells me, the ringtone still echoing in the room. “Let’s see if I can get you off before you end the call.”
I arch a brow, but a small smile tugs at my lips as I reach into my pocket. Answering it without looking at the screen, I simply say, “Hello?”
“Hi, mom,” Claire replies, and Levi immediately removes his fingers from my pussy. “Auntie Blue has an emergency down at the shop, so I was wondering if you could come get me.”
“Of course, honey,” I tell her, meeting Levi’s gaze as he continues to keep me pressed against the wall. “At her apartment or the shop?”
I hear shuffling on the other end before she answers, “The shop. We’re heading down there now.”
“Okay. I’ll be there in twenty.”
Hanging up, I slip the phone back into my pocket and Levi slowly lowers me back to the ground. He rests his forehead against mine with a frustrated sigh, causing me to chuckle.
“I’m sorry, baby,” I whisper, giving him a quick peck. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m extremely horny, too.”
Levi laughs loudly, shaking his head as his grip on my hips tightens slightly. “I guess I’ll just have to jerk off to the image of you writhing on my fingers in the shower.”
“And I’ll have to use my favorite toy and pretend it’s your fingers during mine.”
“Do you need me to come with you?” He asks as I adjust my underwear and set my dress back to rights. “I mean, what kind of emergency does a flower shop owner even have?”
I chuckle as he rests a hand on my lower back and guides me towards the door to head back downstairs. “I’m assuming a bride is losing her mind over something. That’s usually the only emergencies she tends to have, really. Not sure how you could help there, but I appreciate the offer.”
“I’m great at flower arrangements,” he states as we start our descent. “You can vouch for me.”
“You order them from a flower shop,” I point out as we reach the front door and slide my converse back on. “Pretty sure they do the arrangements.”
“Well, yeah,” he starts as I turn around to face them. “But I picked out the flowers. That’s got to count for something.”
I push myself up on the balls of my feet and crash my lips to his, and he kisses me back fiercely, holding my face between his hands. Putting my hands on his arms, I lower myself down, breaking the kiss.
“I’ll see you tomorrow at work, okay?”
“Okay, beautiful,” he replies, dropping his hands and taking a small step back. “I want a full report on what was better: me or the toy.”
I grin as I open the door, looking back at him as I say, “I think we both know what the answer is going to be.”