Page 21 of Protecting Tiffani

All the fight and anger leave me as soon as the word tornado reaches my ears. Now that I’m not screaming at Levi, I hear a low roar, and the wind has picked up. My hair is whipping around us both. Once he places me down, I pull it into one hand and jump in the car as soon as he opens the door. My door slams shut, and I watch him run around. My hands and legs are shaking due to fear. I’ve never experienced a tornado, and I’m terrified. Levi starts the car and guns the gas. My back slams against the seat from the force used to reverse out of the lot. His hand covers mine, and I link our fingers.

“Nothing bad is going to happen to you.” Levi tries to reassure me, but it doesn’t work.

“Where are we going, Levi? I’m scared.” My voice trembles along with my bottom lip.

“Me too, Cupcake, but I promise you, you’re safe with me.” Oh, he is so wrong. My body, soul, and heart are not safe with him. Levi can still wreck me, but he doesn’t even know it. Within two minutes, we pull up to a half-built house and, without saying one thing, Levi is out of the car, coming my way. He throws open my door, pulls me out, and picks me up bridal style. The roaring is getting louder, and massive golf size hail starts hitting us. When they land on my skin, pain shoots through me. Levi doesn’t flinch or stumble as he makes his way through the dark, crossing the yard in front of us. When we get to the back of the house, I see the doors to a storm shelter.

“Put me down and pull those doors open,” I tell him, and he listens to me for once. Bending down he opens the doors to reveal a small staircase. I almost slip on the top stair in these ridiculous heels. Levi closes the door and locks the padlock on a chain to keep it close.

“Follow me,” he orders as he grabs my hand and leads me further underground. I’m still terrified, but now adrenaline is pumping through my heart. At the bottom of the steps, there’s another door, and we pass through it. Levi’s hand finds a switch on the wall and a single lightbulb flickers.

“Are we safe down here?” I whisper. I take a seat on a toolbox that is placed in the middle of the room.

“Yes, we are.” He says breathlessly after carrying me and running through that wind.

“Thank you.” It doesn’t slip my mind that if he hadn’t shown up tonight, I would be in a car heading straight toward this thing. I count to sixty before he opens his mouth to say something.

“You don’t have to thank me, Cupcake. I will always protect you.” He leans back against the concrete wall and crosses his legs. My mouth waters at the sight of him. I haven’t stopped to appreciate how grown he is now. His arms look more prominent as they stretch the wet material clinging to them. As he brings his hoodie up to wipe his face, it rides up his hard, muscled abs, and I swallow a mouth full of drool. Red-tinted hair trails down into his tight jeans. All I have to do is close my eyes, and I can still picture his perfect dick. His thighs are also bigger than they were when he left. I cross my legs and try to rub my thighs together to help with the ache that has settled in my core.

Levi clears his throat, pulling my attention from thighs that my body is dying to straddle. His eyes are full of lust and want. I watch them slowly glide over my body that is exposed to him, thanks to my stupid outfit. I pull my jacket closed, cutting off his view. “Now, that’s not fair. I stood here letting you fuck me with your eyes.” He smirks at me.

Above us, the wind has picked up, and so has the roaring. I hear things hitting the door. “I wasn’t eye fucking you.”

He shakes his head as a laugh fills the room. “Keep saying that, and maybe you will start believing it, but sweetheart, I can smell how turned on you are right now.” He takes a step forward, and my thighs rub together again. My lips fall open at his dirty words.

“I think you got hit by something on our way down here. I’m not turned on.”

“So, you’re telling me that if I were to slip my fingers underneath that scrap of material you’re calling shorts, I wouldn’t find your pussy dripping for me?” He turns his head like a puppy does when they’re confused.

“You wouldn’t touch me. Do I need to remind you of the fact you left me?” I spit toward him because I can’t afford for him to get any closer to me. I’m so fucking turned on by him right nowIcan even smell my musk. I might have hated him being gone, but it saved me because I knew if he ever came back, I would be unable to stay away. Being trapped underground in this small room makes it difficult to remember what he did. He is looking at me like he used to all those years ago, and my heart is soaring because of it. Needing a reminder, I whisper, “You don’t want me, Levi. It’s just the situation we have found ourselves in.”

In a flash, he crosses the room, picks me up, and makes me wrap my legs around his waist. My back hits the wall behind me, but I don’t feel anything but his hard length rubbing me in the one place I need him the most. A tornado is roaring above us, so fuck it. If I’m going to die, I want one more night connected to the only man I’ve ever loved.

Right before he slams his lips to mine, he whispers, “I’ve never stopped fucking wanting you, Cupcake.”

Chapter thirteen

Levi

Thankstothelackof material covering her, my hands burn where they grip her bare ass cheeks. The skin on the back of my neck feels too tight as her hands grip me, pulling me closer to her. When she opens her full lips and lets me in, my knees start to shake. Pressing her harder against the basement wall, I grind my throbbing dick into her. “You’re driving me fucking wild, Cupcake.” I groan into her lips. “Dressed in clothes that barely contain your tits and ass. Looking so fucking sexy sitting there looking at me like you want to eat me up. Do you feel what you do to me?”

The only sound around us is our panting breaths, not the tornado wreaking havoc above us. It can destroy the whole fucking town right now, and I wouldn’t bat a goddamn eye at it. The only thing I care about is that my girl is wrapped around me, and she’s kissing me back like she needs me just as badly as I need her. Her hands move to the hair that I’ve been growing out, and she rakes her nails down my scalp, making me physically shiver and almost drop her. My bottom lip stings when she bites down on it. A groan comes from deep within my chest. “If you don’t stop that, Tiffani, you can’t hold me responsible for what happens next.” Pulling back slightly, a small smile tugs at her puffy lips. My tongue licks away the sting, and her eyes track the movement.

“Stop what, Levi. I’m just giving you what you’re giving me,” she says, her silky voice dripping with lust. Her eyes are glazed over as she seems to be memorizing my face. Fuck, this girl is going to be the death of me, but what a way to fucking go.

Slamming my lips back to hers, I move one hand up and into her hair. I get a good handful and pull until her head tips back, giving me access to her creamy neck. Placing small kisses starting behind her ear, I nip at her until she’s shamelessly grinding her soaked pussy on me. I feel the wetness of her shorts, making the material covering my dick wet as well.

“Please,” falls from her lips, as she moans loudly into the small room.

I smile into her neck. “Please what, Cupcake? Don’t like it when I play?”

Her legs tighten around me, pulling me tighter into her. If there weren’t three layers separating us that is, assuming she’s wearing panties right now she would have pulled my dick straight into her pussy with how close we are. “Make it better. Fuck me.” She tries to pull her head down, but my grip on her hair makes that impossible.

Somewhere in the back of my lust-driven brain, I’m sure there is a little person screaming at me that I need to slow this down. That hiding from a tornado under a half-finished house is not where we should be doing this. Or that we need to have a conversation before I give us both what we want. But his advice is drowned out by my need to be with her in any way I can right now. Who knows what is going to happen when this storm’s over. Okay, maybe I hear him a little.

“Are you…” I try to get the words out, but she stops me.

“If you ask me if I’m sure right now, I will cut your dick off and use it myself. Levi, please.” I release her hair enough that she’s able to pull her head down and wreck me with her eyes. I don’t deserve her, but I don’t have the willpower to not give her what she wants.

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