Page 23 of Better than Revenge

“Levi?” Her voice is heavy with sleep and a question I’m not ready to answer for her. “Isn’t that…?”

Risky? Oh yeah! Is it going to stop me? Not when my claim on Tamsin is threatened. And make no mistake I am very much staking a claim. I’ve never came on someone before, never done anything without having it wrapped up tight. And yet, here I am, running the head of my cock up her velvety soft middle and teasing at her entrance. She’s not ready for that just yet but she’s going to have to get ready because it will be happening sooner rather than later.

I put my dick away, zip up and roll her over. She’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on and she’s barely still awake. I scoop her up and take her into the bathroom. I set her on the sink as I yank my clothes off and pick her back up, her legs coming up to wrap themselves around my hips. She gasps out when she feels me against her, skin to skin for the first time.

“Shh. Don’t worry, baby. I just want to help you clean up and then feed you. Then your little ass is going back to bed while I go out to buy a new lock.” For a door I don’t plan to leave her behind for too much longer. I wash her hair and body, savoring the experience, a new one for me and her.

Once I take care of her and then myself, I rub her down with one of my softest towels and put a new shirt of mine on, then I walk her down the stairs. I don’t sit her in a chair of her own and instead take my seat with her in my lap. I can tell she’s going through the motions as I bring food to her mouth. When she’s had as much as she wants, she lays her head on my shoulder and drifts off. I’ve never been so fucking happy.

I already have her in bed when I rouse her enough to make her promise to stay put until I come back. I don’t hang out at the fucking hardware store either, only giving the guy who owns it a cursory smile and the barest minimum of small talk. When I get back home, she’s still curled in the middle of my bed looking like the rightest thing I’ve ever seen.

I slowly sink onto the bed and find her lips with mine.

“Come on, baby. Wake up for me.”

She comes awake slowly and with a smile on her face before she fully wakes up and realizes it’s me and what we’ve done comes back to her.

“Levi.” She sits up. “How long did I…was I asleep?”

“'Bout an hour. You were pretty worn out when I left.”

“I’m never going to get anything done with you constantly…,”

“Wearing your little ass out? Oh, sweetheart, you haven’t seen anything yet. When I finally fuck you, you’re not going to be able to walk for a couple of days.”

She blushes and I can’t help following it down, pulling her shirt away from her so I can look to see how far that beautiful pink goes. Her hands come up to encircle my wrist driving home how much smaller she is compared to me. She shifts but doesn’t pull away from me. Good girl. Very good girl.

“Are you going to, um, scoot over so I can get up?”

“Hmm, I’ll think about it.”

She gives me a look that makes me laugh. I stand so I can pull her up out of bed giving her another kiss.

“You’re right. For right now, we should focus on getting that lock fixed for you, sweetheart.”

“Okay, so…give me some space to get dressed.”

I narrow my eyes letting her know I’m not happy about the idea, but I’ll give her this. For now. “I’ll be outside, kitten.”

“Hey, Levi. Thank you.”

I shake my head as I go down the stairs and out the door. That woman could make me do whatever she wanted by just begging and batting those lashes at me but when she thanks me…I’m definitely a goner.

“Hey buddy!” I look up to find Tony coming towards me. “I heard a funny story about you.”

“Oh yeah, you plan to share, or you going to be a dick and not tell me what people are saying behind my back.”

“Nah, man. I’ll tell you. It has to do with that hottie who visited you the other day. Everyone’s saying you and her are serious. They say you stole her away from that douchebag dude and now she’s yours. I said ‘Nah, my boy would never tie himself down like that. Levi would never be whipped like that.’”

“You said that.”

“Yeah, man. I got your back. I…” Tony stops talking when he spots Tamsin coming out of my door looking like she had a good night. “Holy shit! It’s true!”

I clamp my hand on Tony’s shoulder in warning, “Mind your mouth, Tony. And don’t stare at my woman or I’ll have to kill you.”

I walk over to where Tamsin is coming down the stairs and offer my hand to her. When she takes it, I turn us both into a dip so I can take her mouth with mine before righting us and leading her over to my bike.

“Kitten, this is Tony. He hangs out here sometimes, especially on Fridays and Saturdays.”

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