CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
SCARLETT
“Get on your hands and knees, Levi. And crawl to me.” I murmur, letting the tension and desire curl around each word.
His eyes flare with heat, his chest heaving with exertion and desire as he slowly gets down onto all fours, his gaze remaining on mine.
Slowly, he begins to crawl like the good boy he is. Only once he’s at my feet, head tilted back to look at me, do I praise him.
“Such a good boy for me, Carter.” I breathe out as I bend down to drag my thumb across his lower lip. “Do you think that you’ve been good enough to deserve to fuck me?”
A shudder runs through him, his eyes hooded as he whimpers his response. “Yes, Princess.”
I tilt my head, eyes running over him as he turns his head, brushing his lips against the inside of my knee.
“I’m your good boy, Scar.” He whimpers, eyes coming back to meet mine.
Pinching my chin between my thumb and forefinger, I press a firm kiss to his lips. “Get on the bed.”
He moves quickly, tearing off the rest of his clothes before sitting up against the headboard. Climbing onto the bed, I straddle one of his legs as I wrap my hand around his cock, fisting him once.
His hips jerk up off the bed, chasing the sensation, but I press him back down.
“Patience, Levi.” I whisper, bringing my head down and licking up the length of his cock.
He whimpers, hands fisting the sheets as he fights to do what he’s told. I take just the head into my mouth and hollow my cheeks out to suck him right at the most sensitive part of his cock.
“Jesus. Fuck, Scar.” He grunts, gasping as I watch his abs clench and unclench.
“Good boy. Stay nice and still.” I say removing my mouth, just jerking his cock with my hand.
He watches as my hand works him; his entire body coiled tight. I lower my head back down to his cock, this time taking the entire length into my mouth and bobbing my head.
“Shit. I’m not going to last long, Scar.”
I keep watching his mannerisms, as he’s growing more and more tense, I can tell that he’s close. And I pull off just before he comes.
He whimpers at the loss of contact, the sound only dying when I mount him, straddling his hips.
Grabbing his cock, I line it up with my entrance before I slowly sink down on his length until I’m seated in his lap. Levi’s teeth are gritted as he attempts to hold it together and I give him a moment to breathe before I start moving.
I lift myself off him until just the head is still inside me before dropping back down and we gasp in unison.
Placing my hands on his thighs, I arch my back as I begin to pick up my pace, lifting myself before slamming back down.
“God, you feel so good, baby.” I moan, scrunching my eyes closed at the pleasure shooting through me.
“You’re incredible, Scar.” He groans, hands coming to my ass to help guide me, shifting me to a slightly new angle.
As Levi guides my body, I buckle forward, my chest collapsing onto his upright one. His chest grazing against my nipples, and I feel myself quickly spiralling toward my climax.
“Fuck. Yes, Levi.” I gasp, as I’m riding him, my clit grazing against his pelvis. “Right there.”
I only just manage to get the words out before my orgasm hits me, my body shaking and tightening as Levi helps me ride it out. Through the haze I hear him murmur, “that’s my girl,” before finishing inside me.
I collapse, melting into him, satiated as he kisses my forehead, lifting me off him to get me a wet towel to clean up.
Once he’s done, he picks me up to pull away the blankets before lying us down with me on his chest, and pulling the covers back over us.
I press my lips to his chest, his fingers dragging against my back as he murmurs sweet nothings into my ear.
And all I’m wishing is that I could live in this moment with him forever.