Page 79 of Breaking the Habit

This man was it.

Levi might be the one she’d been too scared to hope for.

She reluctantly wriggled out of his embrace. Her bladder protested her sluggishness, and she scooted into his attached bathroom, yawning as she adjusted to the cool air. Back in the bedroom, Levi looked at her with one eye pinched shut, the other just a slit.

“Good morning,” she whispered, sleepiness disappearing at the sight of him naked and tangled in the bedsheets. His big biceps looked like the perfect spot to call home. A lazy smile overtook his face as she clambered back onto the bed and pushed him onto his back. He watched her through sleepy slits.

“It’s so early,” he mumbled, but his big hands framed the curve of her bare ass as she straddled him. Like he couldn’t help himself.

“I know.” She palmed the sculpted landscape of his chest, up over the curve of his pecs. “But for some reason, I’m awake.”

And horny. Even though they’d been fucking enough to last a lifetime, Riley still needed more. She was getting used togetting some.Now she’d always need it. Need Levi. And strangely, the thought didn’t scare her like it used to.

“Mmmm.” Clarity washed over Levi’s face as he tilted his head to get a good look at her ass filling his hands. The sheet was the only barrier between her pussy and his cock, but she could see the hard ridge forming beneath the fabric.

“We should probably start the day on the right foot,” Riley murmured, her gaze tripping over the veins straining along his arms as he rocked her booty back and forth on top of him. His thick forearms were one of many favorite parts about him, and her breath hitched as he lifted her and tugged the sheet out from between them.

“Yeah. Not the left one.”

She smirked. If the dad jokes were out to play already, that meant he was fully on board. His cock had stiffened beneath her, trapped between her pussy and his lower abs. Already, she was wet, so wet with the promise of him filling her again.

Except the feel of his heat against her naked flesh sent a different type of lust streaking through her. She wanted to feel him and only him. No barrier. Nothing separating them.

Levi rocked beneath her, rubbing the hard shaft of his cock back and forth across the damp folds of her pussy. The swollen cockhead nudged her clit, and she was suddenly so desperate for it, she could cry.

“I need it,” she said, scraping her nails against the hard plane of his chest. No trace of sleepiness remained in his gaze. Without a word, Levi twisted to reach for the nightstand, but she stopped him.

“Can we…?” Words failed her. He met her gaze again, and understanding seared between them.

“You want to?” he asked.

She nodded. “I have an IUD.”

Something primal washed over Levi then, and he settled back on the bed, fingertips digging into the fleshy mounds of her ass.

“Give me a kiss,” he growled, and she fell forward to find his lips, morning breath and all. They kissed sloppily and fervently, until the need between her legs was raucous and overwhelming. As their tongues danced and played, she arched herself against him and allowed the steel heat between his legs to find her core. Levi grunted through a kiss, flexing against her so that the bulging cockhead could pop inside.

Pleasure shuddered through her as his naked flesh met hers. She moaned, sinking down on top of him. Normally, she liked to ease onto him, draw out the pleasure, but this morning was different. She needed to claim all of him. For herself.

Because Levi was all hers.

He tossed his head back, groaning as his cock disappeared inside of her. The heat that flooded her, filling every last inch of her body, was the most addictive sensation she’d ever felt in her life. Not because it was sex.

Because it was Levi.

She needed this now. Constantly. She neededhim.Filling her. Completing her.

“Jesus Christ, Riley,” he breathed as she moved against him. She couldn’t open her eyes. She was lost in space.

“I can’t talk,” she croaked. “It’s too good.”

He chuckled and arched beneath her, sending him even deeper than she’d imagined possible. A cry escaped her, and everything went bright behind her eyelids. She steadied herself against his body, palms to washboard, and drew a ragged breath to corral the sensations pushing her closer to the edge. Riding him, no barrier between them, had her nipples straining and every nerve in her body vibrating and desperate.

Levi thrust upward, sending her breasts jiggling. She cried out, and her palms slid up over his pecs. Her arms shook with the effort of maintaining her composure, when all her body wanted to do was unravel.

“I’m so close, Ri,” he grunted, breathing like he’d just gone three rounds inside the cage. “I can’t fucking take it. You feel too damn good.”

“God, I know.” Her voice came out a girly whimper, something so entirely unlike her, but then again, with this man filling her, driving her toward yet another explosive climax, it was impossible to stay sane. To stay together.

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