Page 88 of Taken By Storm

Her gaze flew to his, her chest rising and falling more rapidly now.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

She closed her eyes, trying once again to escape. Levi shifted slightly, pressing his thigh between her legs, applying pressure to her pussy.

When Kasi gasped and whispered, “God,” he had his answer. However, he was still too pissed to let her off easy.

She met his gaze again, and he stared her down.

Kasi licked her lower lip, her gaze sliding to his mouth. She was begging to be kissed.

“I’m waiting.”

She drew in a slow breath, and for the first time this morning, she told him the truth. “I want you. I shouldn’t but I can’t stop want?—”

He slammed his lips to hers, kissing her with enough force he suspected they’d both have bruised lips.

Kasi’s mouth opened, accepting him as he pushed his tongue against hers.

He released her hands, shoving his body more fully against hers. Kasi’s hands fisted in his shirt, trying to pull him even closer as she ground her pussy against his hard thigh.

The kiss lingered, lasting one minute, then two, then three. Levi couldn’t get enough of her, of her muffled whimpers when his fingers closed around her hair, twisting her head this way and that to deepen the kiss.

When they finally came up for air, Levi grasped the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head, then he tackled her bra, unfastening it and letting it drop.

Kasi was busy as well, untucking his shirt from his jeans, shoving her hands under it, her nails scraping his chest hard enough to sting.

His kitten’s claws were out today.

Once she was naked from the waist up, he decided to mark a bit of his own territory, drawing his lips along the side of her face, down her neck, before biting her shoulder.

Kasi’s response was half gasp, half groan, so he did it again, then stroked his tongue over the red mark.

Levi pulled his shirt off with one hand, loving the way Kasi moved forward immediately, her teeth finding his pec, biting hard. He held her face to his chest.

Despite her innocence, Levi found it difficult to hold back his rougher tendencies with Kasi. Mainly because she’d made it crystal clear that she didn’t want soft and tender from him.

Kasi’s hands slid to his waist.

“Unfasten my jeans,” he commanded.

She did as he asked, her hand slipping beneath the denim to pull out his cock. It was rock-hard and throbbing with a hunger that was almost painful.

“You’re not leaving me,” he stressed. “This isn’t over.”

She blinked several times. “It should be.”

He shook his head. “No, it shouldn’t. Now, touch me. Take hold, little bear.”

She closed her hand around his thick cock, stroking it tight enough that he saw stars.

He worked the button and zipper free on her shorts, dragging them and her panties down before shoving his thigh between hers again, the wet heat of her pussy slick as she started grinding on him.

Kasi continued to rub his dick as he shoved his jeans off. The second they were gone, he grabbed her ass, lifting her against the door. She shifted, her legs wrapping around his waist, his cock bumping her stomach.

Levi kept a tight grip on her with one hand as he guided his dick to her pussy.

Kasi’s head fell back, banging against the door when he thrust in to the hilt, hard and deep. Her hands gripped his shoulders, hanging on for dear life as Levi fucked her with more force than he’d ever used with a woman.

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