Page 80 of Just Between Us

He bites the corner of his bottom lip, the conflict clear in his eyes. I don’t give him time to answer, my mouth licking against his hip bone. Levi’s head falls back, his hips jutting forward as I trace my fingers up his thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.

“Jesus, Cole,” he swears, looking down at me.

I only grin, finally taking his cock in my hand. I stroke gently at first, and he sighs quietly, as he buries a hand in my hair.

“Yes, baby?” I ask, still moving my hand lazily until Levi is fully hard.

His eyes flutter close, his mouth falling open, giving me another perfect moan. I suddenly feel my head jerk forward slightly from Levi’s hand desperately trying to push my mouth onto his cock. I look up, disappointed and his eyes are wide open now.

“Shit, sorry,” he says. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“No, you shouldn’t have.”

Levi visibly pouts and heat pools in my lower belly. I am terribly hard in my pyjama pants and Levi already looks a little wrecked by the way his eyes have glossed over. There are very few things I enjoy as much fucking him until he can barely stand on his own.

“Was gonna let you use my mouth,” I sigh loudly as I stand, letting go of him completely. “Oh well.”

Levi’s mouth falls open. He looks like he’s about to say something smart, but he quirks his mouth to the side instead, eyeing my thin pyjamas that are doing nothing to hide how hard I am right now. His eyes glint before he reaches into a drawer and pulls out a bottle of lube. He places it on the sink, and I cross my arms, wondering where he is going with this.

He coats his fingers slowly, keeping his eyes trained on me then he reaches for his cock and strokes slowly, jerking himself off. But Levi, not one to do things in halves, takes a finger and slips it behind. His head falls back, revealing the column of his neck, his chest moving up and down quickly as he moans obscenely. Despite the blood rushing all the way down, I stand in place.

It goes on for a minute and I’m too caught in watching him get himself off, making purposefully pretty sounds. The sheen of sweat on his brow makes him glow under the bathroom lights as he puts on his little show for me. It’s so hot, that I am salivating. Levi looks back at me and smirks like he’s winning some kind of game.

He’s right because I can barely take it anymore, I grab him, spinning him around so that he’s looking into the mirror with me pressed against him. He lets out a slight yelp, but he looks pleased to have won his stupid game.

“This is going to hurt,” I tell him, reaching for the lube. I don’t have the patience to make sure he’s perfectly stretched out.

Levi is smirking at me through the mirror. “I was banking on that,” he murmurs and pushes his ass right back onto me.

I fight the groan from my throat, my mouth latching onto his neck and sucking on the skin until he doesn’t look so smug anymore. Pushing down the waistband of my pants, I line myself against him and push inside until there is no space between us.

“Fuck,” I groan, and Levi screams my name, clenching around me before I can move.

I look back at him through the mirror and his chest is flushed, his head lolled back on my shoulder. The heat from his body has me delirious for a second. I pull out, not giving him much time to adjust and snap my hips forward again. His body jerks, arms straining to hold himself up but then he meets my eyes through the mirror and that triumphant smile is back.

“Told you to fuck me,” he says, “I’m glad you listened, baby.”

My hand goes around his neck, squeezing just enough to wipe that smile off his face. I snap my hips forward again and he moans, but I can barely control my movement, desperate to get to my release.

“You feel so good,” I whisper into his now damp hair. “I missed you so much, Evie.”

“Missed you too,” Levi breathes out.

The salt of sweat dances on my tongue. Nothing but the slaps of skin and breathing fills the air. There is a certain honesty to this. It’s made up of everything melting away and us remaining.

As I feel my orgasm coil tight inside me, I sink my teeth into the dip of Levi’s neck and bite because he’s mine and Kai will be too.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Kai

It has been twenty-five days since I’ve spoken to either Levi or Cole. April is ending and, in a few weeks, it will be my twenty-fifth birthday. I’ve told myself to move on, that whatever happened at the beginning of the year was a fever dream, no matter how good or fun it was—just a dream and now, I’m back in reality.

Jenna has me in the gym every other morning and she says it’s just in case Kenny shows up, but I know she’s just trying to distract me. Begrudgingly, I will admit it’s working. On the days we go to the gym, I’m too tired to overthink in my bed and my stomach and arms do look slightly more defined.

But there’s still nothing from Kenny. He hasn’t reached out to the twins or my mother either. Maybe he did leave London. I want to believe it means he’ll leave me alone but that’s wishful thinking. He’ll show up eventually.

Last week, I met up with Si. We hadn’t seen each other in months, and it was nice to catch up and talk about where everyone we grew up with is. He left the old council estate we used to live on and he’s a councillor now who travels to different schools to talk about mental health. When I told him about work, there was a proud glint in his eyes.

“Look at us,” he said grinning. “That life we lived before doesn’t define us but it’s not a life we need to be ashamed of.”

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