Page 37 of Just Between Us

“Do that again and I’ll spank you until you can’t sit through any of your meetings tomorrow.” I palm at his ass, grabbing a little roughly, just to get the message across.

He grins against me. “Tempting, but I want you to fuck me.” He pauses. “You want that too, right?”

When I met Levi, I knew there was something inside his head I couldn’t reach, something that made him believe he didn't deserve to be free of it.

I kiss him gently, slowly, and languidly, hoping it translates everything I feel. “If I could spend my life inside you, I would.”

He stops stroking my cock for a second, watching me like he’s trying to decide if I’m telling him the truth.I cup his jaw, desperate to distract him. “Let me open you up.”

“Just fuck me. I can take it.”

I tilt my head, trying to gauge his mood. Sometimes Levi likes the pain but sometimes he only wants it to punish himself for something. It’s been two and half years and looking at him now, I know this is one of those times, but I know asking about it now won’t get me anywhere.

“Not happening,” I say, and grab the half-empty lube in the side table. We’ve been going through it much quicker with Kai.

He snatches it away from me, narrowing his eyes. “Thought you liked hurting me.”

“Only when I know it’ll feel good at the end,” I clarify. “Now turn around for me.”

Before him, I experimented with some pretty kinky stuff, chasing a high I’d only ever felt once and whilst I was into a lot of it, nothing ever really did the trick. Not as well as one night with Levi did anyway. I could cut him but he’s not in the right headspace for that.

Levi spins, arching his ass in the air. One hand slowly pulls at his ass, revealing his slightly wet hole and it is just as obscene as it is hypnotising. I watch him circle his hole with a wet finger before sinking it in slowly. It’s deliberate, he’s putting on a show, trying to get me to say fuck it and take him right there. I almost give in, but I’m too lost watching Levi come apart from his own fingers. I barely registered myself pulling out my cock, already leaking and stroking it, just to relieve myself of the ache.

He whimpers when another finger slips in and I can’t help myself, my hand landing on his waist again, and slipping a finger in, feeling the hot and wet warmth. He falters against me, thighs almost giving in, but I hold him up, moving my finger alongside his slow and deep.

“More?” I ask.

“Seriously Cole, just—”

I don’t let him finish. I line myself up against him and push in, not bothering to take it slow until his back is flush against my chest, using one hand to hold him up and the other to pull his chin around for a kiss.

It’s messy, both of us chasing a release, a little too riled up already.

“Harder,” Levi demands.

I smile and lean down to trail an open-mouthed kiss along the column of his neck, sinking my teeth right in the dip of the clavicle.

“Ah!” Levi screams, leaning his head back into me and clenching.

I groan, I’ll come if he continues like this, so I flip him over, until he’s on his back, his cock leaking against his thigh. I slide inside him again, and he lets out a cry. My hand goes around his cock, and I lean down to kiss him.

“Cole…” he breathes against me just as my other hand wraps around his throat, squeezing right at the base, and applying pressure.

I pull back until I’m looming over him, snapping my hips forward without much rhythm now. Wrecked whimpers leave his mouth, and I take them in, heat burning through me.

“You belong to me,” I tell him.

He lets out a quiet sob as I tighten my grip around his throat. “Say it,” I say through gritted teeth. “Say you belong to me.”

He looks up at me, eyes shiny with moisture. “I belong to you, Cole.”

I smile. He’s close and this time, I hold tight enough to cut off his air supply. His lips part and his eyes flicker. It’s a minute of frenzied thrusts and ragged breathing but we both come together, and I lean back, just to watch his eyes flutter and close.

I make sure to clean Levi and myself up before getting under the covers with him. It’s already eleven in the evening and Levi’s eyelids keep closing.

“You okay?” I brush his hair off his forehead and kiss it gently.

“Hmm,” Levi hums happily, a smile dancing on his lips. “Perfect. Thank you.”

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