Page 154 of Between Never and Forever
I can feel his eyes on me, every part of me, and that turns me on almost as much as his touch. He drags his palms back down my sides until he’s grabbing the globes of my ass. He squeezes them, massaging with those talented fingers, before spreading them apart and baring me to him. He spits, and I shiver when it lands right on my ring of muscle. Warm and wet. Filthy and fascinating. I whimper, pressing closer. Wanting it.Beggingfor it.
“This will be mine, too.”
He moves his thumb and rubs around me, massaging his spit into my skin.
“Are you going to let me have it?”
“Yes. God, please, fuck it. Fuck my ass, Levi.”
I’ll give him anything. I’ll give himeverything. I want him to take it. I’ve always been his, anyway.
He spits once more and presses lightly, barely breeching my barrier, but when I push back against him, he pulls away. I whine, and he laughs.
“Not tonight. I’m too big to take you out here without prepping you, and I want you nice and ready when I claim your ass. Trust me. I’ll make it good for both of us, but not tonight.”
I whimper and start to protest, but he moves his hands back to my hips, and silences me by pushing his dick back into my pussy. The protest changes to a moan, and he starts to fuck me again.
“Please don’t stop this time,” I beg, and he groans like he’s finally losing it like I already have.
“No more edging, baby. I promise.”
Oh, thank god.
He pulls me back up, so he can kiss me as he fucks me. I leave one hand on the couch for balance, and he moves one hand to my clit. He thrusts into me, plays with my clit, and conquers my mouth with his tongue. I’m completely at his mercy until I’m convulsing with my impending orgasm.
“There it is,” he says, never changing pace or pressure. “You’re squeezing me so tight. You want to come on my cock, don’t you Rockstar?”
“Mmhmm,” I murmur through pants.
“Then you’re going to let me come down your throat, aren’t you.”
“Yes. Yes,” I manage to get the words out just before I detonate with a cry, Levi’s name on my lips as I come around him.
He groans but doesn’t stop his ministrations until my orgasm fades. Then he pulls out, spins me around, and guides me to my knees.
I take him into my mouth eagerly, lapping and sucking and working him with my hand. He gathers my hair out of my face, then pulls it back into a makeshift ponytail. With his grip on my hair, he starts to bob my head the way he wants, and I open wide for him, swallowing around his dick every time he pushes into my throat.
“Jesus, Savannah,” he says as I gag on him. “You’re going to look so fucking good swallowing my cum. You want it?”
I hum in response. I can’t answer with my mouth stuffed full of his cock, and he smirks down at me because he knows it. Just because I can, giving him back a little taste of his own medicine, I bare my teeth and graze the underside of his dick. He hisses, tugging on my hair with a dark chuckle.
“Still a brat, then. Looks like I’ll have to spank harder next time.”
I hum again and his eyes fall shut. He tips his head to the sky and starts to thrust into my mouth faster.
“I’m going to fill this sassy mouth up, and you’re going to swallow every drop of me.”
I don’t even have to respond. He knows I will. He knows I’ll do whatever he wants.
He stops thrusting and pulls out, taking his cock in his hand.
“Open. Tongue out,” he commands, and I obey.
He strokes himself roughly until he’s shooting his release into my mouth and on my tongue. I keep my mouth open for him, my eyes wide and on his face, so I can watch his rapt expression, until he’s finished.
“Show me,” he grits out, so I stick my tongue out farther, his cum on display.
He smirks, his eyes molten lava, then he spits again. Right into my mouth, and I feel it land on my tongue mixing with his cum. He grips my chin with his thumb and forefinger and closes my mouth for me.
