Chapter Ten

Sarah

I wasn't ready.

His cock slid inside me, and I screamed into the couch. I'd forgotten how big it was. How mind-shatteringly thick he was. My pussy clamored in that weird way, with its mixture of pain but also hungry pleasure that alternated between Please stop and that basic, instinctual desire for more .

Levi knew to be slow with me. Gentle at first, he guided inch after inch deep inside with a patience that anyone who knew him would say was impossible. With Levi, he was a different man when carnal desire was let free. A beast who took what he wanted, but in a way that would make anyone beg for more.

Which I did. Over and over again as my body stretched to accommodate him, remembering all the good that was about to come.

"Are you ready?" he growled into my ear some minutes later, his voice deep and primal, speaking to that untamed nature buried deep within everyone.

I quivered in anticipation, nodding my head.

Strong fingers threaded their way through my hair, taking a fistful of it and pulling with perfectly exquisite tension. I melted as my head was controlled by him. So casual and easy.

"I asked you a question," he growled, his voice demanding an answer. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," I moaned. "I'm ready for it."

"Say please," he ordered.

"Please, Lev. Please fuck me. I want you so bad. I want it."

He did that thing where men flex their cock, making it swell ever so slightly more, and I nearly fell onto my side.

"Tell me specifically what you want. Let me hear you say it, like a good girl."

I was dripping. I could feel it running down the inside of my legs as I waited on all fours, his cock plunged inside me, but not moving. I wanted it. Needed it. Would do anything for it at that point.

"I want you to fuck me," I moaned. "Please fuck me, Lev. I want that fucking cock to fuck me!"

He chuckled, the satisfied laughter of a man who had what he wanted. In that case, me. It bothered me to know just how easily he could bend me to his will. I should still be angry with him, hating him for what he'd done. And yet, he would make it right, letting me go home.

And his cock was fucking perfect .

He withdrew. For a brief second, a wave of overwhelming sadness at being so empty hit me.

Then he rammed it back home hard enough to make my ass cheeks bounce, and coherent thought fled me. There was only his cock.

He held my waist firm, making my body shake with every thrust. I came so fast I wasn't even aware I was about to. Golden wonderfulness simply erupted from between my legs, settling its delicious tendrils deep into every corner of my body and brain, turning them to mush.

At some point, he made me straddle him. Then he fucked me into the floor. I vaguely recalled sucking on his cock as best I could before he stuffed it back into me. My cries bounced off the walls and windows. Windows that he fucked me against, my tits pressed hard against the glass as I came all over his cock again and again.

It was exactly as I remembered it. Hard, rough, and better than any drug I'd ever experimented with in college.

When I finally knew I'd had enough, he flipped me onto my stomach, and I watched his face contort as he jerked himself all over my tits. Hot, thick, creamy cum splashed onto my skin, some of it splattering my chin. I barely noticed, so hard was I panting.

Then his mouth found my pussy.

My eyes flew open at the unexpected touch. I whimpered and considered shaking my head, but before I could, my body told me I would come one last time. My back arched. I clamped down on my breasts as I neared the edge. His cum was still there, warm and sticky. I automatically began rubbing it in.

The growl of delight that pulsed against my clit was all it took. I came hard, Levi's name on my lips, my body shaking.

Pleasure pummeled the receptors in my brain one more time before I sank back into the warm afterglow. My limbs were heavy, my lungs pumping, and my brain unable to focus, lost in sweet ecstasy.

It was, for lack of a better word, perfect.

Levi rocked back onto his knees, his thick pecs rising and falling. He wiped his forearm across his face and then leaned in, kissing me deeply. It was unexpected, but I didn't stop it, and we made out for a handful of seconds.

Then he flopped over onto his back and let out a mighty sigh.

"Wow."

"I know," I said with fake arrogance. "I'm damn good."

"You can say that again. That was amazing."

"It's what you get for being nice and doing the right thing," I teased. It was not that. I never used sex as a weapon or tool.

I liked it too much for that.

"You know it's going to take a few days, though, right?"

I nodded, descending into golden sleepy bliss. "I know. But that's fine. I can wait a few days."

After all, then I would be going home, and everything would be right in the world again. Absolutely nothing could ruin that high. Nothing at all.