Page 52 of Between Never and Forever
He chuckles against me, intensifying my arousal.
“I thought you weren’t religious, Shaw?”
“I thought good Christian boys weren’t supposed to do wicked things with their tongues,” I pant back, tightening my thighs around his head.
He licks and sucks again, and I buck against him.
“Oh my god, are you all like this?”
He stops and lets out a low growl, vibrating from his mouth over my pussy.
“You don’t talk about other guys when my mouth is on you. Understand?”
The authority in his voice, the absolute dominance in the command, shocks me in the most delicious way. I usually find this side of Levi irritating, but right now, I’m melting for him. I’ll do anything he tells me to. I clear my throat before answering.
“Yes. Understood.”
“Good.”
He quirks his lips, glistening with my arousal, into a sinful smile.
“Now stay still so I can make you come.”
I laugh, but it quickly transforms into a moan. Levi’s mouth and tongue have me seeing stars. When his finger probes into me, I release a strangled cry.
“Relax, Sav,” he croons against me, rotating his finger and sliding in deeper. “Relax for me.”
I feel a sting, a tightness, and then he’s lapping at me again, flicking and sucking at my clit in a way that makes the pressure feel blissful. When he presses another finger into me, I move against him. Against his face and hand, until I’m panting.
“Oh shit, Levi,” I say, tightening my grip on his hair and my thighs around his head. “Oh my God, is that...is this...”
And then I’m detonating, sparks of electric sensation shoot through my body, turning me to a panting, twitching mess. I don’t even realize he’s moved back up my body until he’s kissing me again. I can taste myself on his lips. He’s propped on one arm, his other hand resting on my rib cage and caressing me with gentle strokes of his thumb.
“Are you good?” he asks as I gasp for breath.
“Oh my God. Just once? You sure just once? Because that was...that was...”
He laughs.
“This was actually my first time doing that.”
I pop my eyes open and gape. I can’t tell in the darkness, but I would bet money that he’s blushing just from the smile he’s sporting. Adorably bashful, yet full of pride. He laughs again and jerks his shoulders in an awkward shrug.
“Porn.”
I bark out a laugh, and he rolls his eyes.
“Leviticus Noah Luke Paul Jesus Cooper! You perv! You do not watch porn!”
He buries his face in my neck and blows a raspberry on the sensitive skin below my ear, making me giggle and squirm. I shriek and push at him.
“Ewww!”
He pulls back up and looks down at me, smile stretched wide.
“You’re such a brat.”
I bite my lip, then slowly arch my hips upward, bumping his hard dick with my wet pussy. Immediately his smile disappears, and it’s replaced with hunger. Lust. Need. He flexes his hips, so he rubs against me, and my breath hitches.
