Chapter 32 #3
Goose bumps break out across my body. “We can’t have that now, can we?” I whisper back, repeating the exact words he said to me the first night we were together.
He grins and puts a hand on my lower back, rushing us to one of the many doors. Heat pools in my core and excitement courses through me.
We pass Kami and Cam, and she spots us and wiggles her brows before looking back at her boyfriend. My cheeks heat, and I give her a small smile.
Once we’re out in the bright hallway, we find a mess of people running up and down the halls. Levi ignores everything and everyone as he guides me up the massive staircase.
I look behind me, attempting to keep up with Levi in the heels I have on.
“Where are we going?” I squeal.
He doesn’t respond as we reach the top, and he takes me down the left hallway. There are, again, multiple doors. At this point, I’m not sure if he knows where we’re going.
After passing about five doors on either side, Levi turns the handle of one, and it opens to what looks like a second entrance into a massive walk-in closet.
“Holy crap—wait, how did you know about this room? Have you brought someone in here before?”
Levi shuts me up with a kiss that turns harsh and demanding very quickly.
He pulls away for a moment. “Jake told me about it.” He picks me up, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. “I wanted to wait until we were home to fuck you and make love to you properly, but I can’t.
And yes, I said make love, because I fucking love you and I want to show you how much I do. ”
He kisses me again as if he didn’t just make my whole world spin. I feel him walking, still carrying me as I hear the lock of a second door, the one I’m assuming leads into the bedroom.
Levi then lowers us to the ground, placing me on the large ottoman I saw when we walked in.
His tongue swipes mine one last time before he gives me a closed-mouth kiss and straightens his back.
Once he’s fully straightened, I lift my head and find his knees on the floor.
Trying to lift myself on my elbows, he shakes his head and points to the ottoman.
I lie back down, understanding the silent demand.
Although no words were exchanged, I’m already drenched and flushed.
Levi grabs my thighs and pulls me until my ass is on the edge of the ottoman.
He kisses both my calves, never taking my heels off.
My body twitches at the sensation. He moves down my thigh, and I whimper.
One leg is over his shoulder, as he holds the other up.
I want to see his muscles flex, but the suit looks amazing on him.
“You have too many clothes on,” I breathe out.
Levi raises a brow and gently lowers my legs. He takes the suit jacket off, followed by the tie, and unbuttons the shirt at his wrists, rolling the sleeves up to show off the veins bulging in his arms.
That and the smirk he’s giving me makes me jump him.
My boyfriend stumbles, almost falling flat on his back, but keeps us straight while I kiss him like I never have.
I show him how much I want him and love him through this kiss.
Moans leave me like there’s no one else in this house except us, and for once, Levi doesn’t tell me to keep quiet. In fact, he’s just as loud as I am.
He lies on his back, bringing me with him until I’m straddling him. Levi kisses my neck and pulls my hair. I don’t want any foreplay, I only want him inside of me.
“I’m not wearing any underwear,” I tell him, and his eyes fly open.
His left hand moves from over my dress, where he was cupping my ass, to under it, and he sticks a finger inside of me with no warning. I shiver and moan into his mouth.
“Fuck,” he hisses and takes his finger out of me, bringing it up to his tongue and licking myself off him. It’s the second hottest thing I’ve ever seen, next to him coming. “I was going to take my time, but you know that I never can when it comes to you. Not for the first round, anyway.”
Pressing my soft chest to his hard one, I let out a sigh.
“Good, don’t.” Moving my hands, I unbuckle his belt as he outlines the frame of my face with his index finger.
His body is shaking from trying to be gentle because of what we said to each other, and I love that he is, but I don’t want to be gentle now.
I want animalistic, primal, passionate sex.
The praise he gives me every time is the cherry on top.
Once I get him in my hand, I barely rub the length of him before aligning us and slamming down on his dick. He covers my mouth to contain my scream, but he’s no better with the string of curse words he grunts out.
I begin to move again, both of us still fully clothed. It somehow makes it feel dirtier, as if we’ll be caught at any second.
Levi sits up, and now we’re both closer than we were before, our bodies perfectly molded together. We continue to move in rhythm while kissing.
“I love you,” he says.
“Levi,” I moan.
“Say it,” he emphasizes with a thrust.
I’m completely at his mercy. “I love you. I’m yours.” I tug on his perfectly groomed strands so we’re eye to eye. “Forever yours.”
Levi groans and holds on to my hair and waist, moving faster inside of me. “Don’t come yet,” he demands. Suddenly, a finger is near my ass, right on the hole that’s never been touched by anyone before.
I stiffen, suddenly nervous. “Levi.”
“Do you trust me?” He moves the finger slightly around the puckered hole, and the feeling shoots right to my core. It’s surprisingly…nice.
“Yes,” I say nervously.
“Don’t close your eyes, understand?”
I nod, and at that, he gently rubs the hole while still moving inside of me.
My mouth falls open, and Levi looks at me with a tortured face.
He sticks the same finger in the tiniest bit, and my pussy clenches at the feeling.
“Fuuuck,” Levi moans. “Do that again,” he begs, and slips his finger in a little farther.
On instinct, I do it again, letting out a groan and trying very hard not to close my eyes.
It’s one of the most intense things I’ve ever felt, and it won’t take me long to finish.
Levi moans again, and it’s still the sexiest sound in the world.
“I’m going to fuck you on both ends now, Stevie. Come whenever you want to. I’m not far behind, my love.”
My love.
Jesus, those words alone make my clit throb.
His finger then moves in me, and sounds that I’ve never made pour out. Levi coaxes me. “Keep going, baby. Don’t stop until you milk me dry.”
“Levi, oh God,” I scream.
He kisses me briefly and presses his forehead against mine, fucking both holes faster.
“I love you, baby. Come for me,” he whispers.
And I explode, my body tingling everywhere like it never has before.
Levi follows me after two thrusts, grunting and trembling. “Stevie, oh shit. Fuck.”
We continue to ride each other, as he fills me up with his cum. “I love you,” I say softly.
He slides in a couple more times until we’re both spent.
Levi takes his finger out of me and lays us down on the plush carpet. He tells me what a good job I did and that I’m his good girl. That I’m the best present he could’ve ever wished for and is lucky enough to have found. I almost cry at the security and calmness he brings me.
Ten minutes later, I’m still on top of him, my chin resting on his chest. Levi runs a hand through my hair that is no longer pinned since it fell off halfway through our sex fest, while his other arm is below his head.
“Happy birthday.” I hide my smile as I say it.
He returns the gesture. “Happy almost debut.”
Giggling, I lay my head in his hand that’s now cupping my cheek. “You see a future with me?” I ask. His words of praise after we had sex were so much more profound than they usually are.
Levi doesn’t hesitate with his response. “Yes, I do.”
Grinning, I put my hand over his heart. “What do you see?”
He clears his throat. “I don’t know if telling you that is such a great idea. You might run away.”
My eyebrows shoot up. “Now you have to tell me,” I joke. “I’m not going anywhere. Tell me.”
Levi hesitates once more and then tells me everything. “I see us graduating together.”
“Of course.” I smile, also picturing that.
“Then we can live in a shoebox apartment in the city while you audition for shows and I start teaching music. We can save up enough money to get a bigger place—”
“A townhouse on the Lower East Side?” I’m suddenly excited by the idea of this future.
He chuckles. “If that’s what you want.”
I nod against him, and he continues to look at the ceiling, deep in thought. “And then you’ll become this big Broadway star, while I continue to teach in high schools.” He laughs humorlessly, as if not happy with the path he’s chosen.
My eyebrows wrinkle, but I’m not overly surprised. Levi should be working in the industry. Maybe a producer or guitar player for a band. “I think you belong in the studio, Levi.”
His gaze shoots down to mine, and he tilts his head. “Really?”
“After hearing you sing for the first time, I knew it would be a shame to keep that talent hidden in a classroom.” I tap on his chin. “Dream bigger.”
And with that, he promises to think about it.
The conversation didn’t scare me in the least. It feels like the future we discussed is entirely possible and one that adults should aspire to and plan for.
We go into a bathroom and make ourselves decent before heading back down the stairs, both of us smiling like a pair of love-drunk idiots. Then, we hear what sounds like a fight.
“Get him the hell out of here!” I see Jake’s friend, Brian, yell toward the door.
I give Levi a look, and we rush down. All of the guys are against the wall, staring at whatever is happening.
“Stevie!” My head whips to the source of the voice.
Andrew and a friend of his try to get past four large men holding them back.
What the shit? I haven’t seen him since that night at King’s Wolf.
“What the fuck is he doing here?!” Levi yells at the group.
Jake moves forward. “He came here asking for Stevie, saying he needs to talk to her or something. The guy’s acting fucking insane.”
“More like he is insane,” I state.
“Can’t you guys do anything right? You heard the man, get him out of here!” Emma yells.
A fifth member of the frat joins as Andrew and his friend continue to try to push back. They’re already halfway to the door.
Why are they resisting this way?
“Stevie, you need to listen to me, it’s important! It isn’t about us.” His eyes look as if they’re about to bulge out of his head. He seems genuinely worried, but he’s fooled me enough times to know that he could do it again.
“I don’t want to hear a word you have to say, Andrew,” I spit out. “We’ve been done for months. Move on. I have.”
For a split second, pain flashes in his eyes before he growls in frustration.
Apparently, I was right about him not moving on.
I’m not sure why he’s here, but it’s obviously for selfish reasons.
When a sixth frat member joins, they’re able to move the two guys out the door, throwing them on the lawn.
“Be careful, Stevie. I’m trying to be your friend!” Andrew yells a second before the front door is shut and locked.
“You were never my friend,” I whisper to myself, knowing it’s the truth.