Chapter 6
Chapter
Six
LEVI
Greedy, wanting.
That’s me despite the inner dialogue.
“Levi—” she’s begging now.
My knees are sunk in soft dirt and hay. The barn smells of rain and old leather.
She’s in front of me. Pink and shiny. Spread wide. Offering me everything, and I can’t hold back.
Not anymore.
I splay her lips open with my forefinger and thumb. Her hips move now.
“You sure,” I say, a teasing chuckle at the end.
“Yes,” she pants. Hand going to my hair. “But if someone comes.”
I look up between her legs, desire tightening my core to the breaking point. “Only care about one person coming.”
Her breath breaks as I move slow, letting her feel my heat draw closer. My breath on her again.
She’s already halfway there, lips spasming when I sink close enough to breathe her in. Like she’s been thinking about this as much as I have.
I take her painfully slow. One swipe of my tongue. Then another. She exhales sharp, hips inching toward me like I’m all she needs.
Tempting thought.
Not how it works with me, though.
I let myself go, making out with her, devouring her, swirling and sucking her nub until she chases my mouth. My thumb drops, sliding through slippery folds. She covers her mouth with a hand, trying to swallow her cries.
That’s when I slide in, slow, easy.
“Levi,” she sighs when I find the spot where she wants me. I tug slow and firm, curving my finger back toward me. Feeling her go wetter and hotter with each pass. Her hand fists in my hair, pushing me against her, greedy now.
I add a second finger, and she squeezes me. Too tight. Too damn perfect. My cock strains against the zipper.
But nope.
I won’t stop until she’s hot wax melting between my fingers.
I find the rhythm her body needs, mouth still working, fingers applying that steady pressure that builds tension in her lower core. Her walls flutter around me, her lower abs tightening and jumping.
“Mmm,” I groan against her. She shivers and shifts at the deep vibrations. I latch on now, sucking mercilessly, feeling her tighten and blossom around me.
“Oh, God,” she screams, hips bucking, body dragging me deep. I press my other hand across her stomach, pinning her down. Her legs shake, whole body quaking. My fingers push deeper, just enough slide to unravel her completely.
When she covers my face, I’m a goner. Should’ve never done this—learned how her body takes what I have to give. So responsive, hungering for every caress, every swipe of my tongue.
I explode to my feet, heart thudding, looking down at the trunk where she’s sprawled out, jointless and breathing hard.
“I’m clean,” I say. “Condom?”
“I’m clean, too, and yes. Please.”
I fish one from my jeans. She takes it from me, unabashedly, tearing at the edge, still catching her breath. My clothes pile on top of hers. When her eyes return to me, they burn, dropping to my cock. Too angry, veins popping. One touch too many, and I’ll explode.
Her hand closes around me, and I groan. Lights are already going off in my head. My fingers and mouth still wet with her arousal. I need more… so much more.
She leans forward, taking me in her mouth. I groan, tightening my entire body, trying to hold on.
“Do that again, and you’ll be swallowing,” I warn. “Hard.”
She looks up through innocent eyes, lashes batting. “Can think of worse.”
“Not now,” I grunt. “Got to get inside that tight cunt of yours first.”
“First? So, we’ll do this again?” she asks, wicked smile.
She owns me. She already knows it.
“I’ll eat you out anytime you want. Don’t have to ask twice.”
Her pupils blow wide.
“Could get addicted if you let me,” I add, regretting it a moment later.
She’s got me tied in knots. I watch her slide the sheath down over my length, a morose thought forming.
That once will never be enough.
Though it has to be.
What do I have to give her anyway? How could I make her stay? Not fuck everything up… like I always do?
I brush her hands back, gripping the base hard, shutting down my orgasm. But when I look back at Dakota, she’s bent over the trunk backwards, inner thighs glistening with her arousal down to her knees. Round ass the ultimate invitation.
“That’s so fucking hot,” I whisper, voice breaking in my throat. “How much you want me.” It comes out too soft. Like this means something.
She glances over her shoulder, eyes simmering. “Show me how much you want me.”
Thunder crashes, wind straining against the barn when I grab her hips, slide my tip through her once. Twice. All the lube I need.
“Gonna take you hard, fast. Then, we’ll slow down. Do things right.”
Her aquamarine eyes meet mine, sparking and warm. “Because this isn’t one time… Say it.”
I shake my head, sliding in the tip and stilling. Have to get myself together or be a two-pump wonder. “Can’t make any promises, Dakota.”
Her answer is a close-eyed moan as I slide long and hard now. My fingers dig into her hips, angling her just right so she gets the friction she needs.
“Play with yourself,” I order, eyes rolling back, lost in her velvet heat. “Stroke your clit, so we come together.”
“Okay,” she whispers, an edge to her voice like she’s not used to this.
“Need you messy as fuck.”
“Why?” she gasps.
“So we have more fun after, when I lick you clean, and we start over.”
“Levi,” she whimpers, ass arching back toward me, taking me even deeper. My hips thrust mercilessly, picking up speed.
There’s no room for words or breath now. Between her legs, her fingers work frantically. I lean forward, grabbing one ample breast, sliding my thumb back and forth over the nipple. Her breath is too fast, like my heartbeat.
I take her again and again, self-control evaporating at the base of my spine where I crave her.
“Oh,” she screams, walls spasming as she comes, drenching me. Choking me to the point of pain.
God, yes. All I could want.
I bury myself again and again. Don’t know what’s driving me now, or holding me back, my self-control fraying like old rope.
One more snap of my hips, and I’m drowning in her heat and arousal. I cry out, body tightening to the last cell as I spill inside her. I wrap myself around her, breathing hard against her back, wave after wave of desire still pulsing into her.
She can’t talk. Neither can I. It’s all breath and heat, and the feeling I never want this to end.
The storm outside feels far away.
All there is, is her. The warmth of her wrapped around me. The way she says my name like it matters.
The way my control leaves for good when I realize I’m not surviving this untouched after all.