CHAPTER 33

I am fucking GOD.

Yes. Fucking finally.

My blood feels like the crash of waves on the shoreline. During a fucking tsunami. And a hurricane. You can't control it. It's beautiful.

He's beautiful. He's fucking beautiful.

Hayden glares at me from across the room. Incinerates me with his gorgeous fury. I burn for him. Oh, do I burn.

He stalks toward me. I tremble with anticipation. His face . . . fuck the meds to get me out of this mania. I want this. And I want it just like this. I want him wild and free and unstoppable. The way he was with Nicholas.

If this is what mania gets me – this beast hiding in lamb's clothes, walking to me with sex on his mind – then I'll be fuckin' manic forever.

He reaches me. Pinches my chin between his thumb and index finger and lifts my face to his. "Take off your fucking clothes, Levi."

I look into his burning eyes. Reach behind me for my t-shirt. "I'm not scared of you," I tell him.

"And I'm not scared of you," he snaps.

A single moment of clarity flits through my chaotic brain. He's not scared of my mania. If my brain was working properly, I would've fallen in love with him instantly.

I'm naked. I take my cock in my hand. He slaps my hand away. I swoon. "There's nothing like manic sex, Hayden. I guarantee you. There"s nothing like it."

"Shut the fuck up and get on your knees."

Yes, fucking sir. I sink to the ground immediately, reaching for his belt. He yanks my hand away, and I moan with want and need and ecstasy.

Hayden handles his belt buckle. I drop my hands to my side, my cock jutting out, heavy and so fuckin' hard. I reach for my balls, desperate for some kind of stimulation. Fuck knows, I'm so ready to just fuckin' go.

The tip of one of Hayden's loafers closes down on my hand, stilling my movements. I jerk my head up to meet his furious eyes, and I leak for him. With his shoe, he flicks my hand away from my cock, then reaches down and pulls at my hair. "Loosen this," he demands.

My hands trembling with excitement, I reach up to release my bun from the hair tie. Hayden drags his fingers through my hair anchoring them at the back of my head. Then, he brings my eager mouth to his cock. He's just returned from a long day at work, but I have no boundaries. Dying of happiness just with the weight of the tip resting on my tongue, I suck that dick right into my mouth.

Then, I need more. Hollowing my cheeks, I pull Hayden's dick deeper into the back of my mouth.

My hand snakes upward to palm his balls. He yanks my hand away, so I release his cock from my mouth and tilt my head so I can have his balls. My mouth is stretched, trying to take all of him in. Sucking hard, enjoying the brush of his pubes against my nose with each movement of my head. Since he won't let me touch his balls with my hands, I slip my hand between his thighs, reaching back to glide my palm over his hot ass and squeeze that meat. Hayden expels a gasp. I chuckle around his balls. This man is a fucking porn star, but so am I, baby.

Turning my head to the side, I run my open mouth up Hayden's cock, licking off his precum when I get to the top. Then, I swallow him again.

With his fingers still hooked tightly in my hair, Hayden pulls my mouth half off him and then slams me back in. And he doesn't stop. He bangs my mouth against his groin, sending his cock slamming into the back of my throat without pause.

I'm fucking delirious. Leaking onto the floor. My asshole pulses with the need to be filled. My balls, ready to blow. I grab onto the sides of Hayden's thighs, holding on for dear life while he abuses my throat and, Jesus Christ,I—

"What's wrong, Levi?" Hayden coos above me. "You got something to say, you little fucking whore."

I choke.

I fucking choke.

But I'm not just a whore. I'm a fuckin' pro whore. I tighten my grip on his thighs, making a mental note to lick every inch of these hairy, monster thighs the first chance I get. Then, I stretch my lips, loosen my throat, and I take him again.

Fuck. He hits too hard. I choke again.

"Sounds like you're fucking choking, Levi, sweetheart."

No fuckin' way. I'm better than this.

I choke. Again and again and again until I'm pushing against his thighs.

Hayden yanks me to my feet. Eyes raking over my face, inspecting the tears streaking my cheeks. The saliva, dripping from my mouth.

"Do you know how fucking gorgeous you are right now?" he growls. He leans in, drags his tongue over my chin, licking up my saliva. Further up, licking at my tears.

My body shakes with need and excitement.

Hayden closes his hands over my throat. "The next time I fuck your mouth, it'll be with my hands around this throat. I'll choke you with more than just my cock. Do you fucking understand me, Levi?"

I launch myself at him. "Yes. Now fuck me, stud."