Page 9 of A Step Too Close
“Thank you for being patient with me,” he replies. “Love you, man. I mean it.”
“Love you too, Levi. I’ll see you tonight.”
When the call ends, he sighs heavily. “I thought for sure he’d be mad,” Levi admits.
“Well, I am very proud of you,” I say. Levi sighs and cups my cheek. “Are you okay?”
“What are you doing to me, Arden?” he asks.
“Trying to make you fall in love with me. Is it working?” I ask with a grin.
As he brings his other hand to my face, one of us moves first, but we both react. When our lips meet for the first time, it’s like a shock of electricity surging through my body. I know he feels it too, because he immediately pulls me up and onto his lap to straddle him. His hands wrap around my hips, and I break our kiss with a soft moan when he presses his thumbs into the bend of my hips. “Fuck,” I whisper.
“I don’t have the strength to stop now,” Levi says.
“Please don’t,” I whisper.
“If I don’t stop, I am going to fuck you, Arden,” Levi says matter-of-factly.
“Then what the fuck are we doing still sitting in this chair kissing for, Levi?” I ask with a mischievous grin. He immediately stands and turns me around before yanking my dress pants and panties down.
“I am not going to be gentle, Arden. Are you sure?” he asks.
“Please… Fuck me like it’s a punishment,” I say, bending over his desk to rest on my elbows. He grunts his approval before pushing three fingers inside my dripping cunt, making me moan.
“God, you are fucking soaked, Arden,” Levi says sweetly.
“Please… I need it hard, Levi. Ruin me.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, pretty girl,” he says in an ominous tone. He pulls his fingers out of me and grips onto my hips. Without warning or a lead in, Levi buries his cock deep in my pussy and a feral moan rips from my throat as he starts to fuck me unbelievably hard and deep. I can’t form words, and my thoughts are jumbled as each bar of his piercings torture my insides with overwhelming pleasure. He has a Prince Albert that is hitting my G-spot and he is fucking brutal about the way he slams into it, making my legs shake.
I manage to move up to my hands more so I can push back, taking him harder. “Fuck yes!” I moan. Levi quickens his pace and surges into me faster and faster as I match his rhythm, meeting his force. We moan wildly in perfect harmony, and I have never felt a pleasure this addictive. His groans and gruntssuddenly remind me that I am not on birth control, and he is fucking me raw.
“Fuck. Pull out. You have to pull out,” I choke. “I’m not on birth control.”
“Oh, sweet girl, you shouldn’t have told me that,” he says with a conniving tone. “I’m going to fucking fill you up.”
“What if I…” I start to ask. I stop when he pulls me up and wraps his hands around my throat.
“Are you warning me for my sake or yours?” he asks.
“Yours,” I choke out. “I would sell my soul to the devil to carry your baby.”
He tips my head back to whisper in my ear, and my entire body shivers. “Then bend over, shut up, and take my cock like a good girl,” he sneers. “I’m going to put my baby in your belly, Arden. I fucking own you now.”
“God yes,” I moan. When he releases me, I bend over, and he starts pounding into me hard and fast. I am nearly screaming through my orgasms, and the desk is holding the majority of my weight as he absolutely wrecks my pussy. This man has single-handedly ruined me from ever taking another cock, because no one will ever amount to just how goddamn good this feels. I have spent six months patiently waiting for the moment we would finally let ourselves connect. A part of me always knew there would come a day where everything broke at once, and todaywas that day. Today, he finally owns every part of my existence, mind, body, and soul included.
I am not jumping in headfirst. No, I am jumping in with both feet, and I will survive the fall. I know paranoia will find its way in eventually, but right now I know this is where we are meant to be. I know that a step too close would make the difference between us falling madly in love and us crashing and burning, but I will burn for eternity to keep feeling like this.
Each time our bodies collide, we both moan wildly, and we quicken our movements until I am in tears, and he is growling as he rails me into his desk. I can feel his cock swell inside of me just before he explodes and fills me with his come.
“Oh… My… God…” I pant. “You… You are a monster… I love monsters.”
Levi laughs breathlessly as he pulls my pants up and turns me around. “I hope you understand how serious I am,” Levi says.
“I can feel in my belly just how serious you are,” I laugh. “Levi, honey. I have never been so fucking sure of anything in my entire life. I know I will get scared and triggered, but I trust you. I trust that we can get through this and if one of us is too weak, we will pull the other out of the dark. With a clear mind, I am fucking jumping, Levi. I want this. I want us. We both deserve to be happy. Worst-case scenario, we part ways and move on. We have both lost so much of our soul to trauma that others have inflicted on us; we deserve this. We deserve to be happy.”
“Marry me?” he asks. I am stunned for a second, not knowing if he is serious. Before the paranoia can surface, he continues. “If we are going to jump, let’s jump in the deep end—together. We have been swimming upstream for years now, and we have survived far worse than a failed marriage. We deserve happiness, so let’s fucking take it.”
