Page 61 of Breaking the Habit

He didn’t pull out of her right away. She didn’t want him to. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested there. Lost in the world of Levi.

She didn’t know how long they stayed like that. Levi started humming at one point, and that brought her back to earth.

“Did you fall asleep?” Levi asked once she’d tilted her chin up to look at him.

“Mmmgh.”

“I know—it was that good.”

“Nnngh.”

Levi shifted, and his limp cock slipped out of her. It made her sad. Was it possible to want to be filled by someone’s organ permanently? That was a weird thing to be filed under “Bizarre and Unsettling Thoughts.” Which she definitely should not share.

“Can you just, like, always be inside me?” she blurted a moment later.

Levi paused, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Fuck.This was sex brain. No filter. Pure openness. And a dangerous side effect of great sex. Now, Levi had wiggled his way closer to her heart, which wasnotthe point of all this. This was about sexual satisfaction. Nothing more. It couldn’t be anything more.

“I’m thinking about logistics,” Levi finally said, his gaze drifting away. “Like, I’m sure I could be inside you while you edit your pictures, but it’s gonna make competing a little hard.”

Riley giggled, burying her face in his chest again. “I’m such a nerd.”

“Yeah, you are.” Levi nuzzled the side of her face, brushing his lips against her neck. “And I like it.”

His words hung in the air as he tugged up his underwear and then his shorts. He helped her slide her panties back on, followed by the overalls. His touch was gentle, almost loving. This wasn’t like any other multi-night stand she’d had before.

This felt a lot like something more.

But now wasn’t the time to overthink things. She wanted to enjoy it. Once she was dressed, she slid off the workstation, only to find her knees made of glass. She wobbled for a few steps before grabbing at Levi’s arm.

“You fucked the balance out of me,” she said.

“Won’t be the last time,” Levi said with a wink. “I promise.”

Warmth spread through her. Words like that, falling off Levi’s tongue…it made her giddy. Like she wanted to romp through open fields and make flower crowns and climb on top of ladders and scream until her throat went raw.

“Come here.” She walked carefully out into the studio, snatching up her camera along the way. She jerked her chin toward the backdrop. In times like these—sated, giddy, open, and raw—it was best to make art. “Let’s take some pictures.”

Levi had a certain saunter in his step. Something that Riley liked to think came from her. The glow of an amazing orgasm. He slid onto the stool and crossed his arms, smirking over at her expectantly.

“Not nudes, right?”

She took a couple test shots, checking out the white balance, and shook her head. “Not the nudes.”

“That’s okay.” Something heartbreaking came over his face. Both tender and mischievous. “I’ll like whatever you come up with better.”

Riley directed him through a couple poses while she played with the exposure and time lapse settings on the tripod. She had a specific image in mind for her project. And part of her wanted to memorialize this unlikely union between the two of them. No matter how it ended up. No matter what came of it. Levi had allowed her to open up slightly again, after the worst betrayal of her life.

And that was worth noting.

Riley lined up the shot. “I’m leaving tomorrow, you know.”

She caught the moment when his expression turned dark. “Leaving for where?”

“Vacation.” She snapped some more pictures as his brows drew together. “I had it on your schedule. My family’s going to Baja California.”

Levi looked up at her with an interesting swirl of emotions—caught somewhere between ready to tell a joke and crushed by the news. Her skin did that thing that told her this shot right here was the money one.Click click click.

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