Page 36 of Just Between Us

But as long as Nick stays far away from Levi, I can ignore his existence just like I have been doing for the last nineteen years.

After a long kickboxing session with Kez and our trainer, my knuckles are raw, and my muscles ache but all that tension from seeing Nick has dissipated.

I look at Levi who holds up my hand, examining my knuckles. “Were you trying to kill someone?” he laughs.

I pull back my hand and kiss him lightly on the mouth. “The trainer was trying to kill me. I had to do something.”

Before Levi, I was convinced I was straight. I liked the girls I dated but I don’t think I was ever in love with any of them. I figured that had more to do with my condition more than anything but being with Levi has made me realise that may not be it. Maybe I’ve always been waiting for him.

“How was your day?” he asks.

I’ve never told him the truth. When we met, he had a habit of getting lost in his mind and I never wanted to burden him with my past. Even if I rarely speak to Nick or my family, and the old version of me is gone, I still want to protect him from it all. If I can help it, none of it will ever touch him.

I smile. “Fine,” I say. “Yours?”

Levi shrugs, coming up to straddle me. “Fine,” he mimics me before pulling me into a deep kiss. His hips rock against me, the friction enough to get me hard.

Last night, Kai was here. Our room has become a secret world and I’m becoming terrifyingly hooked on this arrangement.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Levi asks.

“I always want that,” I whisper. It’s the truth.

But fucking Kai is vastly different from fucking Levi. Kai is pliant and sweet. He likes to submit and likes to be told what to do. Levi is a bit of a brat. He bites, scratches and fights me on everything. Nothing about him is submissive.

I grab his neck, his tongue invading my mouth without holding back.“You’re my entire world, you know that?” I whisper against his mouth. Sometimes it’s terrifying how true it is. I’d do anything to keep him safe.

I flip him over, earning a quiet yelp from him, and pull off his black shorts in a swift motion. “You gonna behave?” I ask. It’s a stupid question, he won’t but that’s always half the fun.

Levi pops his pale ass up. I slap it as hard as I can and watch it colour pink and then red. Under me, Levi moans into the covers. “You prefer it when I don’t. Now, just fuck me like this.”

I laugh, spanking him again, my other hand on his waist, keeping him in place. He looks good like this, in the dim light coming from the bedside lamps. Then again, he always looks beautiful. He’s slightly leaner than me but the muscles in his back are taut and they ripple at each movement. Intricate tattoos travel down his arm, the beautiful archangel tattoo on his back, and I can’t help but lean down, kissing it, revelling in the sounds leaving his mouth.

My tongue traces down Levi’s spine slowly, one hand cupping and massaging his ass and pulling slightly to show his flushed pink hole. I sit up, taking in the view for a second as he stirs his hips, looking to grind down onto something.

My hand digs into his skin, enough to bruise, stopping him from moving. Levi groans, looking up at me. His lips are bruised, his cheeks flushed pink and his hair a mess on his head. He looks pretty well fucked and we haven’t even started yet.

“You’re so annoying sometimes,” he mutters.

“I know,” I say, but I want to take my time with him tonight. I’ve missed having his body all to myself. I lean down again, desperate to taste him and hear him scream. My tongue barely licks against Levi’s hole at first, but he still lets out a quiet cry, his entire body jolting and his hands clutching the duvet tightly in his fist.

“Am I still annoying?” I ask him, before swirling my tongue slowly. “Look how desperate you are, Evie.”

He moans, loud this time, begging me for more. I smile against him, tensing my tongue and prodding further into him. The sound that he makes travels straight down to my aching cock, but I ignore it, wanting to make him feel good first. I want to see that far-gone, starry look in his eyes before I fuck him.

“F-uck, Cole,” Levi lets out a breathy moan, trying to writhe away from me or maybe grind his cock onto the bed but I hold him in place, swirling my tongue around his hole, driven by the wrecked moans spilling from him.

As slow as I want to take this, scorching licks of desire grow inside me, and I can barely wait anymore. I move off the bed to stand, and Levi looks up at me, leaning back on his elbows with an eyebrow arched.

“You’re still dressed,” he says.

I look down at my bare torso and black sweatpants then back at Levi who is fully naked on his bed.

“Undress me then,” I tell him. “Show me how badly you want me to fuck you.”

He stares up at me, eyes slightly misty with moisture and gets onto his knees, thighs trembling slightly. My eyes hungrily trail the lines of his body and the beautiful ink. He places his hand on my stomach, tracing the lines with his finger before sliding down into my sweatpants.

Goosebumps rise on my skin when I feel the grip of his fist around my cock. I hiss quietly as he catches my lips between his teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood. The taste of copper floods my mouth as his hand plays with pre-cum that leaks out my slit.

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