CHAPTER THIRTY
SCARLETT
I crash my lips into his, a surprised groan climbing up his throat which I swallow down. The kiss is rough, and full of passion, and the bathroom grows hot quickly.
Using his hair to pull him away, I move my lips to his jaw, brushing soft kisses along his skin. His large hands grasp my hips, and he slips his fingers into my waistband. I pull back to meet his darkened eyes. I nod as I wrap my fingers around his wrist, guiding his hand into my shorts.]
He drags one finger gently over my clit, my stomach tightening with anticipation. “Please, baby.” I whisper, letting out a soft, breathy moan, placing a light kiss on his lips as he slides his fingers into my panties, finding my clit once again and applying more pressure.
His other hand reaches up to cup my jaw, and he captures my mouth as he slides one thick finger into me, moving with slow, deliberate strokes. A low, satisfied moan grumbles in my throat as he adds a second finger, feeling the delicious stretch as he picks up the pace.
“Fuck, Levi.” I gasp, the wet sound of his fingers pumping in and out of me is obscene in this small bathroom.
My hips buck against his hand, attempting to squeeze my legs together to alleviate a bit of the pressure. Levi’s free hand grasps my knee, softly pushing them open as he places soft kisses along my jawline.
“Are you going to come for me, Princess?” He whispers, his breath warm against my skin as I feel the heat building deep in my core, the warmth spreading throughout me.
My fingers grip the edge of the counter, as I feel my core begin to tighten. “Oh my God. Levi.”
“Let go, Scar. Come all over my fingers, baby.” He rumbles against my skin, and it lights the fuse. He crashes his lips back to mine as my orgasm rips through me, my vision going blank from the intense pleasure.
I’m shaking as I begin to come back down, my chest heaving. I open my eyes slowly to meet Levi’s heated gaze.
Keeping my eyes on his, I wrap my hand around his wrist, pulling his fingers out of me. I strangely miss the feeling of being full of him.
I continue to draw his hand up so that it’s in line with his mouth before letting go. “Clean your fingers, Levi.”
His eyes stay on mine as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, cleaning them off, a pleasure-filled groan echoing around the bathroom.
A knock disrupts us, causing Levi to jump away from me as one of the guy’s yells through the door. “Once you two are done, come downstairs.”
I roll my eyes before jumping off the counter and grabbing Levi’s hand, leading him out.
We make our way downstairs to the living room.
Rounding the corner, I’m taken aback. It looks like a bomb's gone off down here.
Pillows and blankets are everywhere. Almost looks like a pillow fort gone wrong.
The coffee table has been cast off to the side and someone has dimmed the lights.
The air smelled of popcorn and beer, and bodies strewn across the room.
Hudson and Wren on the armchair, Bennett and Gigi on the floor, Reid, Cole and Evan on one sofa which leaves the other sofa for me and Levi.
Grabbing Levi’s forearm, I pull him through the room before releasing as I drop down onto the sofa just as the gang starts to discuss movies. Levi settles beside me, throwing an arm over the back of the couch behind me casually.
“Okay,” Gigi sighs dramatically, as she flicks through the streaming options, “I’m thinking we should watch a rom com tonight.”
Hudson’s head goes from entertaining Wren and snaps to look at Gigi. “Absolutely not. An action film all the way.”
Gigi laughs sarcastically. “Such a man. You’re all the same. We’re watching romance, Huddy.”
Hudson’s eyes narrow. “Don’t call me that.” He hisses.
Gigi just rolls her eyes, unbothered before turning to Bennett. “What do you say, Benny?” She flutters her eyelashes, and he almost becomes putty in her hands.
I glance at Levi, but he doesn't seem the least bit bothered. Does he not notice how obviously something is going on? I look back at Gigi and Bennett.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, romance sounds good.”
Hudson rolls his eyes before looking over to me and Levi, waving his hand to prompt our input.
I shrug my shoulders. “I’m on the romance team.”
I look at Levi as he nods toward me. “Whatever she wants.”
I smile victoriously. What a good boy.
Hudson slumps down in his chair making Wren start to fuss. He gives her his finger to play with to placate her. “I miss when my friends weren’t pussy whipped.” He mumbles.
My eyes shoot to Levi. He obviously didn’t hear that. I narrow my eyes on Hudson as I notice his widening a little from what he said as he nervously glances toward Levi. The guys know something is going on here.
Hudson just looks toward the rest of the guys for input. They wave him off. “Just let the girls put on what they want.” Evan says, though he’s paying more attention to his phone than what’s going on.
Hudson accepts defeat as Gigi does a little happy dance while she starts to flick through romance options before eventually settling on Clueless.
I lean back on the couch as Levi’s hand moves to my shoulder and softly pulls me in closer to his side. Reaching across his lap, I grab a blanket that’s resting on the arm of the sofa and pull it over us before relaxing into Levi’s side.
The movie starts, the familiar opening credits sounding across the room as Reid leans over to hand us a bowl of popcorn. Levi takes it, settling the bowl on his lap.
Levi’s thumb starts to stroke my shoulder subconsciously as I reach a hand into the popcorn bowl to get a handful. I turn to look up at Levi, only to see he’s already watching me.
“Open.” I whisper as I bring one piece of popcorn to his lips.
He pauses before bringing his mouth slightly lower, opening his lips as I drop the piece of popcorn inside his mouth, his lips lightly brushing my fingers making me gasp softly.
He chews slowly while maintaining eye contact.
I never knew that popcorn could be so… sensual.
I face back toward the screen as I feel Levi reach into the bowl before softly tapping my cheek making me twist toward him again.
He juts his chin toward me and I open my mouth.
He places a kernel carefully on my tongue.
As he pulls his fingers away, I close my mouth to suck on his fingers.
His eyes, usually bright blue, grow a few shades darker as they flare with heat.
I grab the popcorn from his lap, handing it over to Hudson before I curl closer into Levi and rest my hand on his thigh.
I feel his quad flex underneath my palm as I start to stroke my thumb back and forth.
I chance another look at Levi, his head now tilted back and his jaw tense.
God, I like having him like this. I feel so powerful - I’m almost drunk on the feeling.
Like I’m the one who can really make this man lose control.
I try moving my hand slightly higher, Levi instantly grips my wrist to try and prevent me from going farther. If only it were that easy, baby.
With my other hand, I push him away, pinning him with a look that makes him back off instantly. I give him a small smirk as I slide my hand up his thigh settling barely an inch from his cock.
We sit there for a minute or so, neither of us moving, save for the stroking of my thumb against his upper thigh.
I glance around the room to find everyone’s attention fixed on the TV, except for Wren who’s now sleeping against Hudson’s chest.
I turn back to the screen. This time when I stroke my thumb across his thigh, I let it slide all the way up to graze across his rigid cock causing Levi to suck in a breath. I feel him shake his head at me. I ignore it.
I glide my hand up his thigh and this time cup his cock in my palm and squeeze lightly making him jolt. I push him back on the sofa and keep that hand on his chest to prevent him from moving as I squeeze his dick again.
Levi’s breathing starts to become laboured and I notice his eyes glance around nervously. I follow his train of sight to see everyone’s attention still on the movie. Pinching his chin between my fingers, I guide his head, so his eyes meet mine.
This time, I slide my fingertips underneath the waistband of his shorts and pull down slightly to reveal his thick cock. I gasp softly. Impressive. I wrap my hand around it and pump once while maintaining eye contact.
“Scar.” Levi whimpers as he slightly bends at the waist, trying to rid some of the tension that’s starting to build there.
“Shh.” I run my fingers through his hair, his eyes fluttering closed at the contact. “Be a good boy and stay quiet, Lev. Can you do that for me?” He nods softly as I continue to pump my hand slowly.
I turn back toward the screen as I start to feel him growing more and more tense beneath me, his breathing becoming more laboured when I pick up speed.
I feel his cock growing even harder in my hand.
I slide my other hand to his abs feeling them clench as he starts to hinge forward through his hips. He’s about to come.
I remove my hand from his cock and straighten back toward the screen, leaning my head back on his shoulder. I feel the annoyance radiating off him. I’m curious to see if he’ll snap. He says nothing.
Another five or so minutes go by, and I feel that’s enough time he’s had to cool off.
I reach back over and wrap my hand around Levi’s still hard cock.
I hear him suck in a breath as I start to slowly work his cock again, building speed gradually.
It isn’t until I feel the heavy rise and fall of his chest that I stop, bringing my hand back to rest on his thigh to let him cool off.
“Scarlett, what the fuck?” He hisses, making me turn toward him with a small smirk on my face.
“What’s wrong?” I ask innocently, wanting to get him right on edge. So I have him right where I want him.
“You know what.” He folds his arms across his chest, slumping down in his seat, his bottom lip pouting out slightly.
Aw. I upset him. How cute.
I curl further into Levi, swinging my legs across his lap to get more under his skin with our proximity and he places his arm over my thighs. On the screen, Cher is now coming down the stairs in her white mini dress.
Gigi perks up from her spot on the floor. “Oh, I love that dress!”
I notice Bennett looking at her with almost a sense of longing as he appears to be making a mental note. Interesting.
I feel Levi’s hand starting to slowly make its way up my thigh which makes my head snap to him. A small smirk is pulling at his lips as he starts to slowly tickle my inner thigh. I grip his wrist, squeezing firmly to warn him that he better not be doing what I think he is.
He keeps his hand in place for the next few minutes before sliding just that little bit further, his pinky finger swiping along the crease of my thigh right where my panties meet my skin making me jolt slightly at the contact.
He keeps soft, teasing pressure, letting his finger glide across my skin.
He adjusts his angle slightly, so this time when he swipes his finger it grazes across my clit over my panties.
Subconsciously, my legs fall open a little wider before I realise and try to snap them shut.
Levi holds them open with his gaze still fixated on the screen.
He starts to apply more pressure as he swipes his finger across my clit now moving slightly faster.
The credits now begin to roll across the screen and Levi releases the pressure swinging his arm back over top of my legs as Gigi and Hudson start to discuss – or I guess, argue – which new movie to put on.
I stand from my seat, stretching out on slightly shaky legs. “Alright guys, I’m gonna head to bed. I’m exhausted.”
“Night.” Murmurs throughout the room as I head upstairs to get ready for bed. I expect Levi to be coming up shortly, so I brush my teeth and jump through the shower before pulling on a white satin pyjama set.
I walk back into the hall and lean against Levi’s door, awaiting his arrival. He’s going to learn that between the two of us, he doesn’t hold the power.
Just like I expected, it’s not even five minutes later before he comes upstairs only pausing at the top as he takes me in.
His bright blue eyes flash with heat as I crook a finger at him to come closer.
He saunters toward me as I twist the door handle to open the door to his room, walking backward inside as Levi follows me, closing the door quietly behind him.
I stop in the middle of the room, though Levi continues until his chest is flush against my own.
I tilt my head back to glare at him, making an infuriatingly smug smirk spread across his lips.
“You always get cocky when you think you have the upper hand, Scar.” He cups my face, his thumb tracing the curve of my bottom lip. I shake him off.
“I do have the upper hand, Levi.” I step closer to him cupping his still hard cock through his shorts, making his jaw drop open and a small grunt falls out. “Tell me what you want.”
His flustered expression only makes me smile as he opens and closes his mouth, searching for words, so I prompt him again. “Use your words, baby. What do you want?” I give his cock a firm squeeze causing him to whimper softly.
“You.” He murmurs, grasping my hip and pulling me toward him.
I place my hand on his chest, pushing him off me. “Get on the bed, Levi.”