CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
LEVI
My gaze snaps wide in surprise as Scarlett rids herself of her tank top before she digs her fingers into the waistband of her leggings and panties, pulling them off and throwing them off to the side.
My eyes take her in slowly. Her long, defined legs, to her perfectly sculpted waist, to her perky breasts.
I move up to her elegant neck, her pink, pouty lips, swollen from our kisses, until my eyes meet her green ones.
She looks beautiful, her confidence radiating off her, assured in what she wants.
And I’m just so lucky that what she wants now is me.
She keeps saying this is only temporary, but my feelings didn’t seem to get the memo. But for now, I’ll settle for the parts of that she lets me have, and I’ll cherish them.
Moving forward slowly, she takes my hand, pulling me away from the side of our reformer. She leans down, adjusting something. I’m not sure what, though, because while she’s doing that, I’m too busy looking at her full round ass. I bite back a groan.
She turns back to me, giving me her signature smirk.
She lies down on the bed and my brows draw together, not exactly knowing what she is doing here.
She grabs onto the straps from behind her head, hooking each of her legs in, up to her thighs.
She hoists herself up, her abs becoming more defined as she’s tilted up and spreads herself open for me.
Holy shit.
“I think good boys deserve to be rewarded, Levi. What do you think?”
I lick my lips, my pulse racing as I take in the sight in front of me. Her pink pussy, open and glistening for me. My mouth is watering from the sight of her open and ready for me to devour.
I swallow, Scarlett’s gaze pinning me in place as I nod slowly. I feel stuck in place, absolutely transfixed and my mind spinning at what’s unfolding in this room.
“Use your words, baby.” She speaks in a soft purr, though, I know there really is nothing that soft about her at all. Her confidence is magnetic and sexy, and I love it.
“Yeah.” I pause, my gaze sweeping over her again. “Yeah, I think good boys deserve to be rewarded.”
A wicked smirk graces her pretty lips. “Then come get yours, baby.”
I inch closer to Scarlett, tentative, my eyes locking with hers as I search for reassurance. She nods at me softly.
I kneel on the platform, leaning over enough that I line my face up with her pussy. Slowly, I stretch my hand out, swiping my index and middle finger from her slit up to her clit, gathering her wetness on my fingers.
She moans softly at the contact, reaching out to grasp my wrist. “Have a taste, baby.”
I bring my fingers to my mouth, sucking on them lightly, savouring, tasting her. Heaven.
She brings her hand to the back of my head, guiding me closer toward her pussy. I drag my tongue up the length of her pussy, softly flicking her clit.
“More, Levi.”
I flatten my tongue as I start to feast on her pussy, drinking her in, not able to get enough of the way she tastes. She groans as I let my moustache brush across her clit.
I bring my hands to her ass, helping to hold her in place as I devour her like my life depends on it.
I feel her starting to shake, as I take one hand and insert my middle finger, a soft gasp falling from her lips.
I pull away to watch as my finger works inside her, I curve my finger slightly against her wall, feeling her jerk in response.
I watch her, seeing her abs starting to clench, sensing her getting close. I insert a second finger, making her arch her back further, so only her shoulders are down on the carriage now.
Her grip on my hair tightens, causing a slight sting at my scalp as I continue to work my fingers into her.
“My clit, baby.” She says on a gasp.
I suck her clit into my mouth, a muffled moan leaving her. I glance up at Scarlett, through my lashes, to see her looking at me through hooded eyes, her hand covering her mouth.
“Fuck, Levi. I’m going to come, baby. That’s it.”
Her pussy clamps around me, her abs noticeably tightening as I continue to finger her through her orgasm.
I only let up once I can tell that she’s finished, her eyes glazed over. Once her gaze meets mine, something in her snaps. She comes out of the straps quick, yet graceful and sits up, straddling the reformer.
She hooks her fingers into my shorts and boxers, pulling them down before wrapping her hand around my hard cock. I grit my teeth, head falling back at the contact. Fuck, she feels so good.
She brings her other hand to the nape of my neck, pulling me down so her lips meet mine, frantic and all-consuming, like she can’t get enough of me. And I love that feeling.
“I want you to fuck me, Lev.” She murmurs against my lips, standing to turn away from me when my hands shoot to her hips to stop her as I pull away.
“I-” A bang from the hallway cuts me off as we hear voices growing closer.
“Shit.” She mutters as she jumps away from me, quickly pulling on her clothes.
She pulls my pants back up over me. “Meet me later tonight, after everyone’s gone to bed.”
She places one final kiss on my lips and smacks my ass before leaving the room leaving me standing there, my cock still hard as stone. And all I can think about is how I am so totally fucked.