Page 161 of Between Never and Forever
“You feel so good,” she whispers, her hot breath mixing with mine. “I love you inside me.”
I thrust up into her and she moans.
“Oh, fuck, Levi. Oh, fuck.”
I speed up, pulsing my cock up as she thrusts down, meeting in the middle in a way that hits deeper, tighter, than ever before. The trailer fills with the sounds of us. Our bodies moving, our skin rubbing, our breath coming in pants. Her legs start to shake, her mouth opens, and her eyes clamps shut, so I take over. Her body stills and I pound into her, hard and fast.
“Yes, yes, yes. Like that. I’m so close.”
“Good, baby. Let me have it.”
I dig my fingers into the soft skin at her hips. Kiss her again savagely, then growl into her mouth.
“Let go. Give it to me. Give me your cum.”
She explodes with a cry, squeezing me tightly, digging her fingers into my shoulders. I don’t stop until she’s clamping her legs around my thighs, then I flip us so she’s on her back beneath me.
“Inside me,” she groans out, as I move in and out of her once more. “I want it inside me.”
That does it. I don’t question it. I give her exactly what she wants, how she wants it. I pump into her, her pussy clenching around me, until I lose it. I kiss her, groaning into her mouth as I spill into her pussy. I thrust into her until I’m spent, until there’s nothing left, and then I collapse onto my forearms.
Our bodies, sweaty and exhausted, stay pressed together as we both try to come back down to earth, then Savannah laughs lightly. She reaches up and pats my ass twice before smirking against my lips.
“Good boy.”
I grin and shake my head.
“You’re such a brat.”
She shrugs.
“Guess you’ll just have to spank me harder next time.”
I bark out a laugh this time, then bend down and bite her breast. She gasps and swats my ass again, so I push off her and move into the small bathroom. I grab a hand towel from the cabinet below the sink, wet it with warm water, then go back to Savannah.
Without a word, I kneel beside the couch and press the washcloth gently between her legs. She’s red and swollen, and I can’t help but stare as I clean her up.
“Tighten your muscles,” I say, and she does.
I groan as I watch my cum leak from her, store the image in my memory for when she’s gone, then wipe her clean.
When we’re dressed, she disappears into the small bedroom and comes back seconds later with my old bike lock on her chain necklace. Then she reaches into the pocket of my jeans and pulls out my keys. I watch silently as she takes the bike lock key off my keychain and unlocks the bike lock, then she slides the key onto her necklace and secures the bike lock on my key ring.
“Now I have to come back,” she says with a grin. “Sav Loveless can’t perform without her lock necklace.”
She walks me to the door and kisses me once more before I open it and step onto the stairs. Red is waiting patiently, arms crossed, right outside the trailer with Ziggy lying on the ground beside him. He has aviators on, but I can feel his eyes on me. I give him a single nod as I step onto the street. I get a few yards away before Savannah’s voice calls out to me.
“Hey, Weenie!”
I turn back to the trailer to find her leaning on the frame of the door with that mischievous grin that used to own me. That still does, if I’m being honest with myself. I cock my head to the side and wait, and her grin stretches wider.
“Don’t forget about me.”
My smile is immediate, and I laugh to myself as I take her in. Beautiful and fascinating and wild. When I respond, I feel the truth in my words all the way to my toes.
“I could never.”
She laughs, nods at me, then goes back into her trailer and shuts the door. I’m on a high when I turn back to my truck, but with each step, my smile fades and my anxiety invades. The obstacles I have to face are closing in on me. There are so many things in the way before I can have Savannah freely. Entirely. I know how I feel about her. I know I have to trust the universe on this one, but the universe has been a fickle bitch in the past. It’s never been on our side.
