Chapter Twenty-Two

Sarah

I hadn't intended to let Levi back into my bed. Not because of something so crazy as not wanting him there. My body was screaming at me as he spread my legs, my pussy wet and swollen, just waiting for him to drive his thick cock into me. No, I wanted it. Wanted him.

Physically.

I just hadn't been sure if I was emotionally ready for it, but snugly wrapped in the endorphin rush of my second orgasm of the night—the first had come swiftly before he entered the room so unexpectedly—I had hardly a thought of resisting.

The tip of his cock, slick with precum, easily penetrated me. I groaned and dug my nails into his back as he slid deeper and deeper, filling me with one long, slow thrust. I trembled, muscles quivering as they adjusted to his sudden presence.

"Holy fuck," I moaned into his ear as he settled over me. "How is it always so damn good with you?"

His teeth grazed my neck, sending extra shivers down my spine. "It's just meant to be that way," he suggested.

Before I could respond, he pulled back and thrust deep once again, leaving his cock fully buried in me. The pleasure it produced killed any words I might have been assembling. They scattered to the wind, as did most of my ability to think, because Levi wasn't stopping. His hips rose and fell, thrusting against me again and again and again.

His body pressed me down, pinning me to the bed with his superior size and strength. It was always so casual the way he turned me into his plaything, but I loved it. There was something so naughty about being used by him however he wanted to use me, and I grew wetter instantly.

"Love that … tight … little pussy," he groaned in my ear.

It wouldn't be long. I could tell he was already on the edge. I wasn't sure I'd ever seen that much precum from him before, and the way he'd twitched as he shoved his cock in my throat had prepped me for him to erupt then and there.

But he hadn't, and I was grateful for it. Sitting back on his haunches, he grabbed both my ankles with one hand and lifted my hips off the bed. Then he thrust forward. The angle ground the top of his dick across my G-spot. It was particularly strong when the base of his head brushed it.

My hands clamped onto my breasts, the only thing I could do to go along for the ride.

Until I came. My pussy clamped down hard, and I flung an arm over my mouth to try to stifle my cries.

Levi pulled it away, his eyes burning with lust as he watched me.

The wave of pleasure swept out and over my body, crashing into my brain and spreading into every corner of my brain.

"Gonna come," Levi grunted, still fucking me, my body shaking.

"Please," I begged, watching his face contort, feeling my own body somehow rev itself again. "Come for me, Levi. I want it. I want it!"

I pushed a hand between my legs, fingering my clit as he swelled, and I cried out as he growled my name.

Fresh hotness threatened to split me in two as Levi filled me, thrusting through his entire orgasm, never slowing until he suddenly sagged without warning, resting on top of me, just enough to feel his weight press me down but not enough to be uncomfortable. I was trapped under him in the best of ways.

"I'm sorry," he murmured.

"For what? I asked you to fill me."

"Not that. Coming in here. Intruding I … I couldn't help myself. But I shouldn't have."

"Maybe," I admitted. "Maybe not. Maybe I wasn't being as silent as I could have."

He stiffened. "You wanted me to hear you?"

I shrugged. "I don't know what I wanted. But I'm not upset this happened. Are you?"

"Not at all," he said, shifting off me and rolling onto his back. "Not even close. I would have regretted it if you did, if I'd pushed you into it, but …"

Laughing, I rolled onto my side, ignoring the leaking from between my legs. "I think you know me well enough by now, Levi, to be aware I would tell you to get out if I truly didn't want you here."

"True," he said, smiling. His arm curled, trying to force me into a cuddle.

"One moment," I said, stealing away to the bathroom so I could clean up in peace.

As I returned, I gave his chest a kiss, letting my nipples drag along his skin as I did, fully aware of how much he enjoyed that.

"Gods, you're so sexy," he murmured sleepily as I snuggled in tight, my head on that same chest that rose and fell slowly with each breath, the rhythm threatening to put me out.

"I know," I teased. "You're welcome."

He laughed softly before subsiding into silence. One hand came over and started stroking my hair idly. Neither of us said anything, just enjoying the closeness. We lay that way for an unknown amount of time.

I was just starting to doze off on Levi's chest, still securely wrapped in his arms, when his head twitched, moving sharply to the side.

"What is it?" I asked drowsily. "Did—"

My nostrils flared, and I came wide awake, the sudden acrid smell familiar.

"Smoke," Levi said, flinging the covers off. He didn't have to worry about moving me, I was already sliding out of bed.

"Jakub!" I shouted, rushing for the door.