Page 69 of Code of Heart
Then he felt her.
Aurelia’s hands slid up his back, slow and deliberate, her touch mapping the contours of his muscles. Her body pressed against his from behind, her curves fitting perfectly into the lines of his frame.
Levi froze, not out of discomfort, but anticipation. He had been thinking about tasting her again all day, remembering the wild beauty of last night…and now, as her arms wrapped around his waist, it was like she had read his mind.
He set his beer down, turned to face her, and slid his hands to her waist. She looked up at him with what was becoming a familiar fire in her eyes as her hand trailed from his jaw down his chest, pausing at the waistband of his jeans. With a wicked glint in her eye, she gave him a slow, purposeful stroke.
“I think it's time for dessert,” Aurelia purred, her voice silk over heat.
His thoughts vanished as instinct roared to life.
Levi pressed his mouth to hers in a kiss so deep and dominating, it left them both breathless. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him, grinding into the soft give of her body. She moaned, pressing harder against him, lips grazing his neck.
“There's always room for dessert,” she whispered, her hand now stroking him through the denim with maddening slowness.
Levi growled low in his throat. “My hungry wife,” he murmured, nipping her earlobe as he angled her soft curves up against the kitchen island.
With one deft movement, he slipped a hand beneath her waistband, bypassing her leggings entirely, fingers finding her hot and soaked.
“Sweet hell, Aurelia,” he groaned. “So ready for me already…Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”
“I want you inside me,” she gasped, rubbing against his fingers. “Now.”
Levi needed no further invitation.
Their mouths collided again as he unhooked her leggings and panties, dragging them down with a sense of urgency. She reached for his jeans, freeing him in seconds. Her hand wrapped around him was electrifying, her thumb teasing the sensitive head, sending a jolt straight through him, and he nearly lost it.
In one swift motion, he turned her around, bending her over the counter with practiced ease. He guided her hands to the cool stone surface, his hard body engulfing her. Seeing her flushed skin and knowing he was the reason for it was the final blow that shattered his restraint. He thrust into her in a single powerful stroke unable to hold back any longer.
Aurelia cried out, throwing her head back as she stretched to accommodate his size. She was unbelievably warm, soaked, and tight—her walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper. Nothing else existed outside of them and this moment.
Levi’s hand slid between her thighs again, finding that aching spot and pulling a desperate sound from her lips as he drove into her with a brutal, demanding rhythm. Her moans tangled with his ragged breaths, filling the kitchen and spilling out into the night like a secret too wild to keep.
“Levi,” she whimpered, trembling beneath him against the cool countertop.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he whispered hoarsely, slamming into her harder, angling until she shattered with a strangled cry. Her orgasm ripped through her, and he felt her pulse around him as he let go, losing himself in her.
They collapsed against the counter, breathless and tangled in the quiet aftermath.
Levi didn’t care that the back doors were wide open.
Didn’t care that the night air carried their sounds into the dark.
All that mattered was the way she fit against him, like they were beginning to head down a path that led to something that felt like home.
As the stars began to twinkle outside, Levi ran a slow, reverent hand down her spine, smiling against her neck.
“You were right,” he murmured. “The view from this angle really is breathtaking.”
CHAPTER 34
Levi
Levi stared down at the sleeping form curled against him, wishing for the second time that morning that today could be another lazy day.
He had been awake long enough to watch the first blush of dawn creep across the horizon, the soft light unfurling over the lagoon like a whispered promise. There was something humbling about the quiet way the sun announced its arrival, slipping into the sky while the world still slept, unaware that a new day had already begun.
A miracle wrapped in silence.
