Chapter 16

Phoenix

The second I opened the door, Levi was pushing into my arms and dragging me down for a kiss.

Given that I’d brought my gun with me to answer the door since it was well after midnight, I could only wrap one arm around him as his mouth closed over mine.

His body was wet from the heavy rain that was falling outside, but I didn’t give a shit.

I managed to put my gun on a small table near the door before wrapping my other arm around him.

I kicked the door shut and backed him up against it.

He’d started the kiss, but I took it over.

When we were forced to come up for air, I finally saw the bruises on his face.

“What happened?”

But Levi shook his head and put his hand at the back of my neck. “Please, I don’t want to talk,” he said desperately. “I just really need you, okay?”

I hesitated briefly as I took in the desperation in his expression and then nodded and kissed him again.

Him showing up at my door in the middle of the night was the last thing I expected, but it was very welcome, especially considering the shitty evening I’d had.

After dropping Levi off at work, I’d gone to my daughter’s rehab center to visit with her and to learn about the latest brain scan doctors had done to see if there’d been any improvement in her condition.

There hadn’t been.

They’d reminded me that she also hadn’t deteriorated, so that was something, but every time they did one of these scans, I always still kept up hope for some small sign that she’d find her way back to me someday. It was getting harder and harder to keep that hope going.

“Tell me what you need,” I said as I let my hands skim up and down Levi’s back. I really wanted to know who the hell had put the bruises on his face, but I could force myself to wait.

Especially if it meant I could give Levi something he so clearly needed.

“Would you…would you touch me?” he asked.

I nodded. “How about we go to my room?” I asked as I gently brushed my mouth over his.

“Yeah,” Levi whispered.

I kissed him deeply and let my hands slide down to his ass.

He whimpered deep in his throat, but he didn’t pull away from me.

I moved my hands down and gripped the backs of his thighs and then lifted him.

He squeaked in surprise, but then his mouth was back on mine, hungrier than ever and his legs went around me.

I had no clue what had driven this change in him, but as badly as I wanted to know what he’d feel like wrapped around my dick, I knew he wasn’t ready for that.

So once I reached my room and laid him down on the bed, I kept up the kissing while making sure to keep my weight off his body.

As I let my hand skim up underneath his shirt, I thought about removing it, but I remembered how hesitant he’d been after the night he’d burned his wrist. He’d been okay with me taking his pants off, but he’d wanted the shirt to stay on.

I suspected it might have something to do with the large scar running up his side.

“Can I take this off?” I asked as I brushed soft kisses against his lips. His desperation had eased and while I couldn’t exactly say he was relaxed, he didn’t seem on the brink of bolting either .

Levi managed a nod. His right hand was resting on my forearm, but I forced myself not to focus on his bandage, which was also wet.

I levered up on the bed long enough to work the shirt off over his head.

I’d already known he was lean, but he looked a bit on the thin side…

presumably because he was running himself ragged every day between work and caring for Henry.

I sealed my mouth over his and licked over his tongue when he opened for me.

I kept him focused on my mouth as I trailed my hand back and forth over his chest. I didn’t do much more than that, but I could tell he was enjoying the contact because he kept pushing up into my hand whenever I eased off on the pressure. His skin was chilled and damp.

“Baby,” I murmured against his mouth. He kept trying to kiss me which had me chuckling. I gave him a few more pecks before I backed off and said, “Will you come take a shower with me?”

It took him an inordinate amount of time to nod. If I hadn’t felt how cold he was, I would have backed off the request.

I took his hand and pulled him to his feet and then held onto him as I led him to my bathroom. I got the shower going and then turned to face him. He was absently rubbing one of his arms and his shoulders were slumped as if he was trying to make himself smaller.

I slid my hand around his waist and dropped my forehead to his. “Levi, I just want you to get warm…if you want to take the shower by yourself-”

“No,” he interjected. “I…I want to take it with you. It’s just…”

“What?” I asked when he didn’t continue.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been able to get…”

Color flooded his cheeks and it hit me what he was saying. “An erection?” I asked.

He nodded. “I mean, I wake up with one sometimes, but when I touch myself…” He let out a rough laugh. “God, I can’t even get this part right!”

“What part?” I asked as I stroked his biceps in the hopes I could get a jumpstart on warming him up.

“Seducing you,” he said in exasperation. “Turning you on. ”

I smiled at that. “You came here to seduce me?” I asked.

He nodded miserably.

“Baby,” I said as I used my hands to tilt his head up. “You don’t even have to be in the same room as me to turn me on.” I kissed him until he was moaning. “And you can practice your seduction skills on me any damn time you want.”

Levi pushed into my arms without another word.

I let him take control of the kiss even as steam from the shower began to envelop us in damp heat.

I forced myself to step back from him and then pushed my sleep pants off my hips.

I wasn’t wearing a shirt, so once the pants were off, I didn’t give Levi time to obsess over my size.

With my build, I was proportionally sized, but to someone like Levi with his history, I knew I was likely intimidating, especially considering how hard he’d made me.

I let the water rain down over me as I watched Levi struggle with what to do next.

I could tell he was nervous about revealing the rest of his body, but that didn’t surprise me after what he’d told me.

I kept my eyes on his in the hopes he’d understand my silent message that he didn’t need to do this.

A full minute passed before he finally went for the button on his jeans.

As he undressed, I held his gaze and once he was naked, I extended my hand to him.

I felt rather than saw that, true to his word, he wasn’t hard, but I didn’t care since he felt so good pressed up against my body.

“So perfect,” I murmured against his mouth. His arms went around my neck and I carefully pulled him against me until we were flush from thigh to chest. He tensed briefly when my cock came into contact with his, but he didn’t pull away.

“If I do anything you don’t want, tell me.

You’re in control here, Levi,” I said as I pressed kisses to his jawline and neck.

The sight of the fresh bruises threatened to stir my anger, but I managed to quell the urge to go hunt down both his father and T and beat the ever-loving hell out of them just because I could.

“I’m scared,” he said. I could tell the admission had been a hard one, because he had trouble looking at me even when I urged his chin up. I waited until he finally raised his eyes.

“I know you are,” I whispered. “But nothing happens that you don’t want. I’d cut off my own arm before I ever raised it against you.”

He nodded and then he stretched up so he could get his arms all the way around my neck.

He pressed his head against my chest. I held him for a long time before I began letting my hands roam over his back, steering clear of his ass.

I waited until he initiated another kiss before I began exploring his front.

I stroked up and down his sides, making sure not to linger on his scarred skin.

I caressed his thighs, but didn’t touch his cock.

All the while, I plied him with deep kisses that kept him on the edge.

It didn’t take long until his desperation returned, and with it, I finally felt his cock stir against mine.

But I still refused to focus any attention on it.

I risked gripping his ass now and again, but I never held him for more than a few seconds before my hands moved on.

Within minutes, his erection had grown and he began grinding his pelvis against mine. I wondered if he even realized he was doing it. It was hard to tell because he’d become so desperate that he was clinging to me like he’d never let go.

“Phoenix,” he finally called out. His eyes had gone dark, the light green giving way to his dilating pupils.

“I’ve got you,” I reassured him. I let my hand skate down his belly to his groin, but I didn’t touch his hardness. It wasn’t until he pressed his cock against my hand that I finally gave him what he wanted and let my palm briefly cup his shaft.

“Oh, God,” he cried. His fingers bit into my shoulders even as he pulled back so he could watch my hand.

I took my time tracing the larger veins and the ridge beneath the perfectly shaped mushroom head. Levi wasn’t big, which wasn’t a surprise given his size, but he had a gorgeous cock and I wanted so badly to sink to my knees to taste him. But I wasn’t sure if he was ready.

I closed my hand around his dick and began stroking and was rewarded with throaty moans of pleasure. There was only the slightest hesitation before Levi began fucking my hand.

“That’s it,” I whispered as I dropped my mouth to his ear. “Fuck my hand, baby. Pretend it’s my ass…hungry for you to fill it up. ”

The dirty talk had Levi whimpering and pumping his dick into my hand. I wondered if he’d ever actually fucked another guy. My guess was no, since he seemed completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening to him.

I let my mouth trail along his cheek until I reached his lips. I kissed him hard and said, “I want to taste you. Can I?”

His breath was seesawing in and out of him. His eyes met mine and I saw the mix of passion and confusion in them.

Yeah, he definitely had no clue what was happening to his body. If he’d orgasmed before, it was nothing compared to what he was about to experience.

And I really wanted to have his dick shoved down my throat when he did.

“You want…you want…”

“I want to suck your beautiful cock,” I supplied since I could tell he was too embarrassed to voice the thought.

I eased my stroking of his dick so he could come down enough to think. But the second I loosened my hand, he yelled, “No!”

I thought he was talking about me blowing him, but then he shook his head and said, “Yes! I mean, don’t stop. Please...taste me like you said. I…I got tested after T…after he…”

I nodded in understanding. “Everything was negative?” I asked gently.

“Yeah. Sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin…this,” he said awkwardly.

“Talking about being safe is always a good thing, Levi.” I rewarded him with a kiss before dropping to my knees.

I ignored the water cascading down my head and reached out to run my tongue up Levi’s cock and he let out a harsh shout.

I could tell he was close because I could taste the pre-cum leaking down the side of his shaft.

Its sweet flavor mixed with the water, and that spurred me on to suck his entire cock into my mouth.

Levi screamed and grabbed my head. I swallowed around him and then sucked hard.

My intention had been to drag this out, but his pulsing shaft had me guessing he wouldn’t last long.

I reached down to stroke my own cock as I worked Levi’s in my mouth.

“Phoenix, oh God, I think…I think I’m gonna- ”

That was all he got out before a burst of semen hit the back of my throat.

Levi’s cries of delight had my own orgasm rushing to the surface and I groaned around his dick as my climax tore through me.

I swallowed over and over as Levi continued to shoot.

His cock pulsed in my mouth as the last bit of his seed slipped over the back of my tongue.

I gently sucked on him to bring him down.

He was leaning heavily on me, his hands resting on my shoulders.

When I released his spent dick, he sank to the floor.

I expected him to kiss me, but I was caught off guard by the tears in his eyes.

I knew they were tears because small sobs were bubbling up from his throat.

He put his arms around my neck and buried his face against my shoulder.

Since I knew I hadn’t hurt him, I just held him. My guess that he was just completely overwhelmed proved to be right when he finally lifted his head long enough to whisper a quiet, “Thank you” in my ear.

And I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he wasn’t just thanking me for the pleasure I’d brought him.

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