Page 54 of Between Never and Forever
“I’m going to come,” he blurts out.
It sounds almost apologetic, but I don’t say anything. I just clench harder around him and match his thrusts in a way that makes his mouth fall open and his eyes clamp shut.
“Oh, fuck.”
Levi’s movements turn jerky, and he captures my lips once more, moaning into my mouth as he comes inside me. When he starts to slow our kiss, I follow suit. I’m covered in sweat, my thighs and butt are wet and sticky, and I’ve never felt so exhausted, but I’ve never felt so happy, either.
He pulls out of me and props himself back up on his arm beside me.
“How do you feel?” he asks, and I grin at him.
“Perfect.”
“Sorry you didn’t....that I didn’t...”
He closes his eyes and shakes his head, lips turning into a rueful grin.
“Next time, I’ll make sure you come first.”
I laugh. It’s airy and giddy despite my exhaustion. I don’t point out that technically Ididcome first because the idea of there maybe being a next time already has me squirming.
“It’s a deal.”
Levi rolls off the bed with a “be right back” and wanders down the hall to the bathroom. When he comes back, he drops down on the mattress next to me and scoops me into his arms. I snuggle into his chest in spite of the heat, his breath tickling the naked, sweat-slicked skin on my collarbone.
I have to swallow back a giggle.
I just gave my virginity to Levi Cooper, and I’ve truly never been this happy. I’ve never felt this cherished. This important. Thisloved.
I’ve never trusted anyone enough to even care much about sex. I’ve never felt safe enough. But with Levi, it’s different.
He’s special. He’s gentle and kind, and he cares about me. He’d never hurt me. I trust him more than anyone else in the world. I trust him more than myself, even.
The fact that he was my first makes me giddy, and even though I wasn’t his first, I know that this was just as important for him.
This time, with me, is the one that matters.
It was perfect.Heis perfect.
I’ll never, ever forget it.
14
“What time doyou have to leave tomorrow?”
I try to hide the sadness I feel at losing him. I don’t want him to go. I want there to be a next time, and I don’t want to have to wait three more years for it. He’s quiet for long enough that I think he’s fallen asleep, but then he tightens his arms around me and speaks into my hair.
“Our flight leaves at four.”
“Oh. At least you don’t have to be up too early.”
I make myself smile so maybe he won’t be able to hear how badly this hurts. I force a laugh.
“I gave you a pretty decent goodbye gift, yeah?”
He doesn’t laugh at my joke. Doesn’t call me a brat or get patronizing with me. Instead, he puts his arm on my shoulder and turns me so we’re facing each other. He takes his hand and wraps it around my neck, so his thumb is brushing lightly over my jaw, and his brown eyes lock onto mine as he speaks.
“I don’t want this to be goodbye,” he says clearly.
