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He frowned. “I’m not an asshole, Sarah. I don’t think. Let me rephrase. Itrynot to be an asshole, Sarah. You’re a mother. That’s … that’s important. I can’t keep you two apart. I’m not cruel.”
I clung to him tighter as my arms tired. Without thinking, he put both hands under my ass, holding me in the air.
I smiled at him, feeling his cock twitch. It was hard to blame him with a naked woman pressed against him.
Empowered by the knowledge I was going home, I slowly ground my hips against him.
Levi’s eyebrows shot up. “What are you doing?”
“Thank you for understanding how important being a mother is to me,” I whispered, repeating the motion over and over, loving the sensation of his cock growing harder and harder.
If I was only going to be among the dragons for a few days, I wasdefinitelygoing to make the most of it. Then I would go home.
To my son.
Then Levi took control, flipping me over and putting me onto my knees on his couch, his cock teasing my pussy from behind, and my thoughts broke apart.
“Ready?” he teased.
I nodded and tensed, waiting.
Chapter Ten
Sarah
Iwasn’t ready.
His cock slid inside me, and I screamed into the couch. I’d forgotten how big it was. How mind-shatteringly thick he was. My pussy clamored in that weird way, with its mixture of pain but also hungry pleasure that alternated betweenPlease stopand that basic, instinctual desire formore.
Levi knew to be slow with me. Gentle at first, he guided inch after inch deep inside with a patience that anyone who knew him would say was impossible. With Levi, he was a different man when carnal desire was let free. A beast who took what he wanted, but in a way that would make anyone beg for more.
Which I did. Over and over again as my body stretched to accommodate him, remembering all the good that was about to come.
“Are you ready?” he growled into my ear some minutes later, his voice deep and primal, speaking to that untamed nature buried deep within everyone.
I quivered in anticipation, nodding my head.
Strong fingers threaded their way through my hair, taking a fistful of it and pulling with perfectly exquisite tension. I melted as my head was controlled by him. So casual and easy.
“I asked you a question,” he growled, his voice demanding an answer. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “I’m ready for it.”
“Say please,” he ordered.
“Please, Lev. Please fuck me. I want you so bad. I want it.”
He did that thing where men flex their cock, making it swell ever so slightly more, and I nearly fell onto my side.
“Tell me specifically what you want. Let me hear you say it, like a good girl.”
I was dripping. I could feel it running down the inside of my legs as I waited on all fours, his cock plunged inside me, but not moving. I wanted it. Needed it. Would do anything for it at that point.
“I want you to fuck me,” I moaned. “Please fuck me, Lev. I want that fucking cock to fuck me!”
He chuckled, the satisfied laughter of a man who had what he wanted. In that case, me. It bothered me to know just how easily he could bend me to his will. I should still be angry with him, hating him for what he’d done. And yet, he would make it right, letting me go home.
And his cock was fuckingperfect.
