Page 11 of Reaper and Ruin
I kissed him back, trying to take control of the situation because I knew it was me with more experience, but to my surprise it was Levi who guided me to the bed. Levi who splayed me out on my back then covered my body with his.
He kissed me hard and deep, an urgency to his kisses that hadn’t been there before we’d both gone over that cliff. His cock rubbed against mine, and I widened my legs, allowing him a gapfor his body to rest. He fumbled for the bedside drawer, taking out the bottle of lube we’d used on Violet earlier in the week.
But this time there was no woman between us. No hiding from the connection that had formed between him and me, not just tonight, but over the past few weeks of constantly being around each other.
“Need you,” he murmured into my neck, alternating words between kisses. “Fuck.”
I rocked my hips up, opening myself up to him because his raw and vulnerable words were ones I’d thought I’d never hear him say.
If I’d thought about what a relationship with him would be like, I would have assumed it would be nothing more than quick BJs in bar bathrooms and maybe the odd ‘accidental’ touch when Violet was between us.
But this…the way he moved in time with my body, the way he grasped at me, held me tight, breathed in time with the rise and fall of my chest, told me this was something so much more.
I dug my fingers into his back, holding him close, encouraging him with guttural groans of pleasure, his dick pressing against my entrance. “Need you too.”
It came out like a promise.
I’d fucked other men before. Let them fuck me.
But it had never had feeling behind it. This was entirely new. Suddenly, I felt about as experienced as a virgin on his wedding night.
But I knew I wanted him.
He was rough, all hands and tongue and unforgiving cock, knowing where it needed to be and impatient to get there. He held back long enough to swipe the tip of him between my cheeks, lubing me up just enough for him to thrust hard and fast inside me.
We both cried out.
He went deathly still, his body trembling over the top of mine, shuddering with the effort of keeping his weight from crushing me. “Are you okay?”
“Just give me a second.”
His gaze connected with mine, and something inside his eyes softened. He lowered his mouth and touched his lips to mine.
My entire body relaxed, and I shifted beneath him, encouraging him to keep going.
He groaned, still holding himself taut, but my actions grew bigger, bolder, until even though he was barely moving, we were fucking hard and fast, his cock bottoming out inside me as I ground up to get what I needed.
I saw the moment his reserve snapped. His mouth slammed down on mine, and his hips jerked, meeting my upward thrusts with downward motion that had me groaning out in pleasure.
“Fuck,” I moaned into his ear. “Harder.”
His hips pistoned, our bodies slapping together as he drove into me. My dick was so fucking hard between us, precum spread across my belly and probably his too.
He got an arm beneath my knee, tilting me back into the mattress, changing the angle so it was deeper, both of us shouting into the little room in the middle of the clubhouse, not giving a flying fuck who heard.
Because I wasn’t pretending anymore. Wasn’t pretending I didn’t want him as much as I wanted Violet.
And neither was he.
“Need to fucking come,” he groaned. “Need you to come first.”
He drew back just an inch, maybe checking my expression to see how close I was, but it gave me space to get my hand between us. I grasped my fingers around my cock and gripped it hard, stroking it fast, quickly finding the same rhythm Levi had.
He glanced down between us, watching me jerk my cock, another moan on his mouth.
I was so fucking close. So full of him. My balls clenched, an orgasm threatening to explode if we didn’t stop.
Neither of us wanted to.
