Chapter 19

CHAPTER 19

Rose

L evi moves along the deck with practiced ease, setting out the fenders as we head back to the marina while trading terrible nautical puns with Captain Orin.

“Don’t get too stern with me,” he calls out, earning a deep belly laugh from the older sailor.

I can’t help but smile, watching him work – how his hands move so surely over the ropes, how his whole body seems to flow with the gentle rock of the boat. The day at sea has softened all his edges, leaving him loose and relaxed. I should feel the same way after hours of perfect sailing. Instead, my pulse races every time he glances my way, his easy smile making my skin tingle with anticipation. All I can think about is getting him off this boat, away from the docks, and into my bedroom. Each time he leans over the rail to adjust another fender or tighten some rigging, the play of muscles under his shirt sends another wave of heat through my body. I grip the handrail tighter, trying to ground myself as desire threatens to burn me alive.

Despite the cool, gentle wind sweeping in from the water, I have a heat building inside me. This night has been one of the most romantic of my life. I can barely wait to get off this boat, to get him alone.

I glance at Levi, and the flush on his cheeks and the brightness in his eyes tells me he feels it, too. The tension between us, the magnetic pull, has been building all evening, and now it feels unbearable.

The boat glides smoothly into its slip as Captain Orin expertly maneuvers us alongside the dock. Levi hops off to secure the lines. Once the ship is tied up, Levi returns to where I’m waiting in the cockpit and offers his hands. I take them, my breath catching as he helps me to the dock. I hear myself murmur a quick thank you to Captain Orin as if from a distance.

“Have a great night,” Orin replies, his deep voice dripping with innuendo. The twinkle in his eyes makes it painfully clear that he’s aware of what I have in mind the moment we make it back to my houseboat.

The instant we round the corner of the harbormaster’s office, hiding us from Captain Orin’s knowing grin, the last thread of my control snaps. My fingers find Levi’s shirt collar and pull him down to me. The first kiss is quick, desperate – but one isn’t enough. Each taste of him only makes me hungrier for the next. We stumble through the marina, trying to walk and kiss at the same time, his arm strong around my waist. He tastes like champagne and salt air, and when he pulls me closer, I can feel his heart racing as fast as mine.

We weave down the dock, pausing to steal kisses – backing against pilings, catching ourselves on rails, trading breathless laughs that melt into soft moans. By the time we reach my houseboat, I’m trembling, my fingers fumbling with the keys as Levi’s lips find a sensitive spot below my ear. His hands span my waist, steadying me, but his touch makes focusing on the lock impossible.

As I fumble with the doorknob, he pulls me back against him. The solid warmth of his chest meets my spine as his lips find my neck, trailing fire across my skin. Each brush of his mouth draws a gasp from my throat, the keys nearly slipping from my trembling fingers. His mouth traces a burning path down my spine to where it disappears beneath my sundress, his breath hot against my skin, threatening to unravel what’s left of my composure.

“Please,” I manage to whisper, the word falling from my lips in a desperate plea.

Levi chuckles against my skin, the sound vibrating through my body, making me weak in the knees. Somehow, I manage to unlock the door, and we stumble inside, barely making it past the threshold. The second the door shuts behind us, I shove him onto the nearby couch, not caring how eager I seem.

I climb onto Levi’s lap, my fingers diving into his wind-tousled hair as I kiss him hard. His hands grip my waist, holding me in place as I grind against him, the friction making me gasp into his mouth. I can’t get enough. The entire night, how he’s looked at me, how we’ve danced around this moment – it’s all led to this overwhelming need.

I break the kiss, a teasing smile on my lips as I slide off his lap, my knees hitting the floor between his spread thighs. I run my hands along the top of both his thighs. His muscles tense as I stroke over the prominent bulge in his khakis. With eager fingers, I reach for the fly on his shorts. My hands fumble with the button and zipper. My heart thunders as his eyes darken, watching me with a smoldering intensity. I’ve never felt so desperate, so consumed by need. I want to make him as crazed as I feel.

I finally get his zipper down, and his cloth-covered erection practically springs into my waiting hand. I tease my fingers over the bulge, glancing up through my lashes to watch Levi’s face as I do so. His eyes are so hot and intense that they almost seem to glow in the dark.

As I slide my hand along his length, my mouth drools at the substantial bulge under the stretched-tight fabric. Even through the layer of fabric, the feel of that hardness is enough to make me groan.

Trailing my fingers up and down his erection, he hardens even further and groans low in his throat, his hips lifting minutely to press harder against my palm. The sound of his desire sends a tingling rush through my body. Wanting to see more, I grab the waistband of his underwear. Levi lifts his hips and helps me remove both his shorts and his boxers.

I sit back on my heels and admire my prize. It’s magnificent, thick and corded with veins, and so damn hard I wonder if he might explode the second I get my mouth on him. I give him a few strokes, enjoying his heat and hardness in my hand. Leaning forward, I grab the base and angle the tip towards my mouth. His erection twitches at my touch, and a ragged breath shudders out of Levi.

The broken sound makes need condense, sharp and hungry, between my legs. I lick a strip from his base to the tip, enjoying the way Levi’s thighs tense at my sides, and he groans like he’s in pain. When I suckle a wet kiss over his tip, savoring his salty precum, Levi curls forward and threads his hands through my hair like he needs to hold onto me to keep himself grounded.

The tug of his fingers tightening in my hair sends electricity down my spine as I claim him again with my mouth, savoring his salty taste. His grip grows firmer, drawing a contented hum from my throat.

Wanting to blow his mind, I give him a coy look before I place one palm around the base and suck most of his hardness into my mouth. Going down as far as I can, I swirl my tongue along the prominent ridge on the underside of his cock as I drag my mouth back up to the tip. As I slide back up his length, sucking hard as I go, I look up his torso and watch as his eyes roll back in his head. He jerks his gaze back to me, eyes blazing down at me as if he doesn’t want to miss a second. The look on his face is intense and freezes me for a breathless moment. A rush of heat floods my veins. Remembering myself, I suck up to the tip before diving back down again. Levi’s breath catches, and his fingers tighten a little more where they’re twined in my hair. A flare of bliss makes me whimper, muffled by my full mouth. I bob my head on Levi’s length, ignoring how his girth makes my jaw ache.

His hands soften in my hair, sliding down to cradle my jaw with a gentleness that leaves me trembling. The way he holds me, guiding without force, awakens something primal – a desire to be bound and claimed. I settle into a rhythm, determined to unravel him slowly, savoring every shuddering breath and involuntary twitch. I want to make him lose his mind, however long it takes.

Not long, it turns out.

“Not yet,” Levi mutters harshly, “You’re gonna make me come.” Before I can protest, he grasps my waist and pulls me onto his lap in one fluid motion. A small gasp escapes me as I land spread over his thighs. Levi lets out a growl that is all hunger. Then he tugs my mouth to his, his lips catching mine with a kiss so hot it brands me all the way down to my toes. I grip his shirt in my fists, kissing him back with everything I have in me.

I lose myself in the taste of his kiss as my fingers find the buttons of his shirt, working them free one by one. My hands discover smooth, warm skin beneath when I part the fabric. My palms glide across his chest, exploring every firm plane, while golden hairs tickle my fingertips. Unable to resist, I trace a path up to his broad shoulders, savoring the feel of him under my touch. Levi palms my ass in one of his hands, pulling me flush against him. My fingers dig into his solid shoulders as a gasp breaks free. His skin is hot beneath my touch as I slide my hands down his arms, taking his shirt with me. Levi helps shrug it off, our lips never parting.

When I finally sit back to catch my breath, the sight of Levi steals it away again. His chest rises and falls in time with mine, a faint sheen making his skin gleam in the darkness. For a moment, I wish I’d thought to turn on a light, to properly see him laid out before me like this, but I’m not willing to pause long enough to do it.

Levi’s hands slide along my thighs, his pleased hum vibrating against my skin. His fingers trace upward, slowly pushing up the fabric of my sundress. When he dips his head to my collarbone and inhales deeply, breathing in my scent, my pulse races. Holy shit, he’s barely touched me, and I’m already soaking wet. His lips press lightly against the upper swell of my breast, charting a path to where my nipple strains against the fabric of my dress. Every caress ignites sparks of pleasure, drawing shaky breaths from my lungs.

I roll my hips in a slow sweep, riding my pussy right up the length of Levi’s erection, pulling moans from both our mouths. The only thing between us is my dress and panties; his erection pressing like a hot brand against my core. I grin when I feel Levi’s hands spasm on my ass. He then takes over, holding me tight and sliding me up and down his length. The sensation shoots straight to my sex, and I melt against the planes of his muscular frame.

“Levi, if you keep doing…” The words dissolve into a breathless gasp before I can finish. He seems to understand, his hand sliding from my hip to cup my cheek, slowing our rhythm as he draws me into another deep kiss.

I break away from his kiss, leaning back on his thighs. With trembling fingers, I gather the bunched fabric of my sundress and pull it over my head in one fluid motion. It falls somewhere behind me, forgotten, leaving me in my bra and underwear.

Reaching back, I unclasp my bra and let it drop off my body. I hold my breath as Levi leans forward.

I carefully watch his face as he nears my breast. He stares at my body like I’m a goddess. His cheeks are darkly flushed, and his eyes are like blue flames in the dark. Slowly, Levi cups one of my breasts and brings his mouth to my waiting nipple. He sucks and laves my nipple until it’s so sensitive I’m once again squirming on his lap. Then he turns his attention to my neglected breast.

His free hand skims down my belly and over my panties, grazing my clit right through my underwear. His touch is just the right amount of pressure. I can feel Levi’s grin against my breast at the loudness of my moan. Then he repeats the motion.

My core is throbbing, aching to be filled – and no one can fill me like Levi.

“I want to be inside you.” His voice comes out strained.

“Please,” I plead. The friction of his fingers pressing between my legs through the fabric covering me is making me crazy. The feel of that solid length pressing against me through my panties sends a shock of heat straight to my sex.

I lean back and reach for my purse that I dropped on the way in. Snagging the strap, I pull it to my lap and quickly riffle through the contents. With a triumphant grin, I pull out a strip of condoms.

I ease off his lap so I can kick off my panties while he toes off his shoes and socks, but the second the last of my clothes drop to the ground, he hefts me up back onto his lap again. As he grips my hip with one hand, he slips the fingers of his other hand inside me. When they stroke against my g-spot, I moan at the flood of bliss. Levi rocks his hand inside me and swallows whatever sounds I’m making with another scorching kiss. It feels so good, but I need more.

“Levi,” I whine, pulling my lips away from his.

Levi takes the condoms from my hands, where I’d temporarily forgotten I’d been holding them. With quick movements, he tears one open and rolls it down his length, which is standing tall and thick.

I hover over him for one breathless moment, savoring the tension crackling between us. When I sink down on him, a wave of heat washes through me at the press of our bodies. His mouth leaves mine to trace a burning path along my jaw, then down my neck.

I slowly – inch by blissful inch – work myself down his length until we are pressed together as tightly as possible. I mutter expletives at the intense fullness.

Once I finally adjust, I start to buck and bounce on him while he urges me faster and harder with his hands around my waist. Ecstasy roars through me in a growing inferno. Leaning in, I kiss Levi. As we kiss, I slide up and down his length, loving the way he fills me.

Levi’s tongue sweeps into my mouth. He pulls me tighter against him, one hand on my ass, the other sliding up my side to cup my breast.

I settle my hands on his shoulders, using them as leverage as my thigh muscles begin to burn. However, Levi catches my wrists and pulls them behind my back. The move arches me back, putting my breasts at the perfect height for his mouth. All I can do is moan and gaze up at the dark ceiling overhead, the euphoria building so fast I might as well be soaring up to meet it.

Bliss spirals through me with increasing intensity, carrying me with wild abandon toward my peak. Letting go of my wrists, Levi grips my waist with both hands, and takes over completely, planting his feet and thrusting up. He pistons me on his length, going so deep and hard that the sound that comes out of my mouth hardly sounds human.

My eyes roll up, and stars sparkle behind my eyelids while my body clenches around his length. I come so hard my vision whites out with the flare of bliss. Levi shudders beneath me, the muscles of his shoulders clenching tight beneath my grasping hands. He jerks me tight down on his lap, impaling me so deeply his cock sets off a second orgasmic wave just as he spills himself inside me. He comes with a heave of his hips and a guttural sound that rings through me with a burst of afterglow.

I melt against him, floating in a hazy euphoria as he draws me into a gentle kiss, his fingers soft against my cheek.

I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard. I feel almost dizzy with pleasure.

Still floating in a haze, I barely register Levi rising to his feet, cradling me against his chest as if I weighed nothing. He carries me toward my bedroom, humming happily to himself. When he stops and snags the rest of the strip of condoms with a wicked grin, I cackle like a loon.