Page 82 of My Greatest Joy

“The only thing I’m burying is my dick inside your sweet cunt. Now let me hear you scream my name.”

He brings me to my feet, then kneels, tugging my pants down to my ankles.

“Where are your underwear?” Licking his lips, he stares up at me.

“I forgot to pack them.”

“Scandalous, but I know you’re lying.” He helps me step out of my shoes and pants, then tosses them aside. “Spread your legs. You need to be punished for being so damn naughty.”

At his order, I do and wait with heavy breaths for what he’s going to do to me.

His hands slide up my body, and he squeezes my thick thighs. “I fucking love your legs, baby.”

My entire body buzzes as he makes his way between them and captures my clit with his teeth. Then he dives in like a starved man.

Over and over, he brings me to the edge, licking, sucking, fucking my pussy with his long fingers, but then stopping right before I come.

“Levi!” I scream in frustration after he brings me to the edge for the fourth time, denying my release.

He thumbs my clit, grinning up at me with my arousal covering his chin.

“Punishment, my love. I’ll give you one when I think you deserve it.”

“That’s cruel,” I hiss, ready to do it myself.

As if he can read my thoughts, he pins my wrists to the wall. “The truth shall set you free.”

Groaning out in frustration, I surrender. “I left my panties behind on purpose.”

He shoves two fingers deep inside, causing me to gasp while my back flies off the wall.

“Because you knew I’d notice.”

“I thought it’d be one less thing for you to remove.”

“Sounds like you were planning to seduce me.” He stands, then tips my chin until our eyes meet.

I grin. “Did it work?”

He brushes my lips with his, soft and gentle at first, then swipes his tongue with mine. The scratch of his facial hair shoots shivers down my spine. I can’t tell whether I like it more against my thighs or mouth, but either way, I’m addicted.

“All you have to do is ask, and I’ll give you anything you want. No more games, Fallon.”

His words have me in a puddle of emotions as I hear the tenderness in his voice.

After what I’ve put him through since I arrived, I’m shocked he isn’t running in the other direction.

“I never claimed to be good at dating.”

He smiles. “That’s what I adore about you.”

“My inexperience?”

“Your vulnerability. You carry a shield in front of you, but little by little, you’ve opened up and let me in. The closer I get to your heart, the further I fall.”

Before I can respond, he cups my face and crashes his mouth over mine. I melt into his touch and moan.

“For the next two weeks, you’re mine. Got it?”

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