Page 38 of Protecting Tiffani

“Is my Cupcake wanting to take advantage of the fact that we have the house all to ourselves for the first time?” he growls, pouncing on me. I love the feel of his body pushing me into the mattress.

“Maybe, maybe not,” I reply, licking his neck and nibbling on his ear. The salt from his skin explodes on my tongue, making my thighs clench again.

“Let’s see if I can turn that maybe to a hell yeah,” he says. His lips start a slow trail down my neck. Using his teeth, he nips as he goes, making goosebumps break out over my body. My nipples harden with them, and since I don’t have a bra on, they strain at the material of my thin shirt. My breathing picks up as he teases me with nips and open-mouth kisses along my collarbone, across my chest, and up the other side of my neck. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling his lips to mine in a punishing kiss. I suck on his bottom lip, biting it.

“Fuck baby,” he moans. His big, rough hands grab my thighs, pulling my legs open for him, allowing him to press his dick into my warm center. I lock my ankles around his back, lifting my hips to grind shamelessly on him.

“Levi,” I moan. He takes his tongue, running it along my lips before pushing it in, slowly stroking mine while slowly rotating his hips against me. The friction between my shorts and my bare clit is driving me wild. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I pull on it. He allows me to pull his face away from mine. His eyes are hooded and full of lust. Putting my hands on his chest, I unlock my ankles and push him back, moving to sit up on my knees. “Lay back and let me take care of you for once.”

“You want to be in control?” he asks.

“No, I just want your dick in my mouth,” I say truthfully, because I love feeling him under my hands and in my mouth, losing control. It makes me feel powerful knowing that I’m the one making him feel so good that he loses the power he has.

Grinning, he lays back, lacing his hands behind his head. “Whatever you want, you’ll always get, Cupcake.” Starting at his collarbone, I kiss down his massive chest, stopping to pay each nipple attention. I feel his muscles tighten as I use my teeth and gently bite his abs as my hands work under the elastic band of his gym shorts. He’s not wearing underwear, so my hands feel his hard, silky, throbbing dick instantly. “Fuck, baby, your hands feel so fucking good,” he moans as I stroke him up and down. There is already precum beading at his tip, which I use to help stroke him.

“Take them off!” I demand. Okay, maybe I want to be in control a little bit. His hands shoot out from behind his head, and he pulls his shorts off, throwing them somewhere in the room. I kiss each side of his v before wrapping my lips around the tip of his shaft, sucking. His hips shoot off the bed, trying to get more of him into my mouth, but I pull back. I love teasing him like he does me. Flattening my tongue, I run it up the underside and around the head before hollowing out my cheeks and taking him straight to the back of my throat.

“Shit,” he moans. I suppress a gag as he hits the back of my throat. I moan at his salty taste. Even though he calls me Cupcake, I’m more of a salty girl. “Baby, I need…” His words are cut off when I add suction and pick up speed. When words fail, he shows me what he needs. His hands tangle in my hair, pushing and pulling me like he wants. My juices are dripping down my legs, and my clit is pulsing at how he takes what he needs from me. I love it when he’s in control like this. “I’m going to fuck this beautiful face, Tiffani. Open up that throat and take me down like the good girl you are.” I do as he says, and his hips piston his dick into my mouth repeatedly.

He slides down my throat, making my eyes water, but I love it. I can’t hold back the moan that comes out, causing him to groan louder.

“Fuck, baby. I’m going to come in your perfect mouth. You're going to swallow it all,” he demands. I moan, hoping he knows that I want him to. I want to taste his release. With one more thrust down my throat, his dick thickens on my tongue, and hot ropes of cum hit my throat and slid down. He holds me still until he’s done. I lick my lips, making sure to clean anything off. I don’t have time to move before he grabs me under my arms, pulls me up to his face, and kisses me so hard that my lips might bruise. But I don’t feel any pain, only pleasure as it shoots down, ending between my legs, making the ache worse.

“Levi, I need you,” I moan. My shorts are cheap and made of thin material, so they rip easily when he gathers them in his hands on both sides and pulls. He pulls me forward as he scoots backward until he is sitting against the wall.

“Ride me,” he demands, and I don’t have to be told twice. I’m so fucking close that I might explode as soon as his dick enters me, but I don’t care. I need him inside my body. Straddling his wide thighs, he holds his dick at the base, lining up as I sink down. Like the rest of him, his dick is thick, and the feeling of being stretched threatens to push me over, but I try to hold on.

“God, yes, I love how you feel stretching me,” I throw my head back.

“That’s the best sight ever, your pussy taking all of me like a good girl.” I rotate my hips in a circle, rubbing my clit on his hip bone, making us both moan so loud. “Do that again,” he begs, and I give it to him. Using his shoulders to help me, I rise off him and then bring myself back down. Each time I do, he thrusts up into me, making him hit that spot deep inside that has me seeing stars. Speeding up our movements, we both start gasping for air.

“Levi, I’m so fucking close. I need…” I don’t even have time to finish my sentence before he moves one hand from my hips and starts to circle my clit. “Oh fuck yes, yes, just like that.”

“Come for me, baby. I can’t hold off anymore. You feel so fucking good wrapped around me tight, like a fucking present.” With one final thrust from him and me coming down on him hard, my walls pulse, pulling him in as deep as possible.

“Levi,” I scream, my head falling forward onto his shoulder.

“God damn, Cupcake, I think your pussy is trying to keep my dick forever,” he grunts before his muscles relax, and he wraps me up in his sweaty arms.

“Mom should leave the house more often,” he says breathlessly. Leaning back, I smack him on his chest and move off him. My foot gets tangled in the sheet below him, and my hands grab air as I fall backward. Before I hit the floor, his arms wrap around me, pulling my body back to his chest. “Careful baby, you should wait at least five minutes after riding this ride to try to walk.” He laughs, and I can’t help but laugh alongside him.

“I’ll keep that in mind for next time. Thank you. You always protect me, even from something as silly as falling off this tiny ass bed.” I place a kiss on his chest.

“Protecting Tiffani is my full-time job. Didn’t you know that?” He pulls my face up to his, kissing my swollen lips.

Chapter twenty-three

Epilogue

Levi

Ayearandhalflater

“Levi, what’s that smell?” Tiffani shouts from the living room, pulling my attention from the ring in the white box that I’ve been staring at for way too long. The smell of burning garlic bread reaches my nose, forcing me to shove the box into my pocket. I race to the kitchen to pull the oven door open.

“Fuck me.” Using a tea towel, I pull the pan out that now holds what looks like a charred log instead of the homemade garlic bread Tiffani spent an hour making. Sliding the doors to the balcony open, I throw the bread to the side yard. I’ve seen a small puppy wandering the neighborhood, but she runs off whenever I try to get my hands on her. I’ve been leaving bowls of dog food out. I also throw our scraps out, hoping that she will learn that she’ll get fed here and I can finally rescue her. The pan goes into the sink to cool down. “I’m sorry, baby. I thought I put a timer on for it, but I guess I forgot.” I hang my head, embarrassed that in the year and a half, we have been together again, I still haven’t been able to cook something edible.

Tiffani wraps her small arms around me, placing a kiss on my back. “It’s okay, my love. I made another one just in case.” She chuckles and opens the fridge, pulling out another loaf of bread. After it’s in the oven, I don’t move from in front of it until the timer I set goes off. Tonight is too important for me to fuck it up even more. Normally Tiffani would do all this, but she has a huge final coming up, so I promised her I could put the food she worked hard to prepare earlier in the oven.

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