Page 100 of Cuffed By Love

A knock at my front door pulls me from my musings. Who the hell is that at this time of night? I look at the time on my nightstand and notice it’s almost nine o'clock. With a groan, I haul myself out of bed and hurry downstairs to answer the door. I pull it open and see Levi standing there looking sinfully good, as he always does. Upon seeing me, his smile grows into a grin, and he holds up a plastic bag.

“Levi King, did you just show up at my door unannounced and bring goodies to sway me into letting you in?” I say teasingly, leaning against the doorframe and crossing my arms over my chest.

“Me? Never.” he gasps, feigning innocence, and gives me a wicked grin, those dark eyes sparkling with mischief. “Just a friend checking in on another friend. I can always go, but are you sure you don’t want me to come in? I have Chinese…chicken chow mein with extra curry sauce…” He drawls, deliberately waving the bag in my face, so the smell wafts from the bag. My stomach goes against my judgement and growls in protest.

“Okay fine, but I’m not sharing the sauce.” Levi laughs and walks in, stopping to drop a kiss on my cheek as he walks by. I close the door and follow him toward the kitchen. Ten minutes later, we’re sprawled out on the L-shaped sofa eating our food, enjoying some Chardonnay and watching Friends.

“If you had to choose one of the girls to sleep with from the show, who would it be?” I ask him curiously while chewing on my noodles. Levi stares at the screen thoughtfully.

“What, like a night or a relationship?” He questions.

“A night.”

“That’s a hard question. They’re not really my type. I mean, Rachel is the best looking, obviously, but I feel like she’ll be boring in bed. Like the type that just lays there and expects you to do all the work.” I laugh and almost choke on my wine. “Monica will be probably an absolute prude. I mean, she’s a clean freak. I think Phoebe will be the one freakiest in bed.”

“Hey.” I nudge his leg with my foot. “I’m a germaphobe. Are you saying I’m a prude?”

Levi looks started for a moment but recovers quickly and chuckles. “I think you and I both know you’re anything but a prude, baby girl.”

I narrow my eyes at him, and he grins broadly. “What about you? Out of the boys, who would you sleep with?”

I bite my lip, contemplating. “I’d be torn between Joey and Ross. Joey seems like he’d be the best in bed, but Ross seems more passionate to me. I mean, look at the way he kisses for goodness sake.” I declare, pointing to the TV. Levi doesn’t look. Instead, he keeps his eyes on me.

“If a man’s kiss doesn’t take your breath away, then I assure you, he will not be great at much else.”

“Ah yes, the gateway to great sex.” I sigh longingly. I can’t remember the last time I had sex or even pleasured myself. I think there was one guy after Levi. What his name? Danny, I think. He was a friend of one of Wyatt’s boy toys at the time. Probably the most boring sex I have ever had in my life. The guy was hot but didn’t know his arse from his elbow, and it lasted all of two minutes. I would have had a better time with bob—my battery-operated boyfriend, who is currently catching dust in my drawer. Might have to dust off that bad boy and give him a little bit of my undivided attention later.

I catch Levi looking at me and feel myself flush under his gaze. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Just wondering what you were thinking about that made you sigh so… lustfully.” Did I sigh lustfully? I take a long sip of my wine. The cold liquid glides down my throat, cooling my suddenly dry and scratchy throat.

I shake my head. “I wasn’t thinking about anything specific.”

“You were thinking about sex.” I feel my eyes grow wide with surprise and shift on the sofa. Jesus, am I really that transparent? I go to move my foot that’s stretched out near Levi’s leg, but he catches it before I could move an inch. The heat of his fingers sends a warm glow pulsating through me. I watch his fingers skim up from my ankle up to my calf. I almost moan out loud when he brushes his thumb over the back of my knee. I discovered a weak spot with him back in Thailand… or shall I say he discovered with that wicked tongue of his.

My thighs tremble with each stroke of his thumb. I swallow thickly, and my eyes find his. Watching me with hooded eyes. “Levi, what are you doing?” I almost whisper. “We agreed to be just friends.”

A deliberate smile, a slow lick of his lips and the drawing of his bottom lip between his teeth tell me more than his words ever could. “We are.” His lips say, but those dark, smouldering eyes tell me something completely different.

“Levi…” I try to warn, but my voice wavers when his fingers make a slow climb up between my thighs.

“Stop me.” He declares roguishly. “I’m going to keep going until you stop me.” My breathing quickens when his fingers inch closer to my heated core. They disappear into the loose opening of my shorts. I should stop him. I need to stop him. Oh God, but it’s been so long since I’ve been touched, and it feels so good. I hear Levi suck in a sharp breath when his fingers brush against my flesh. “You’re not wearing any underwear.” He groans. I lift my eyes and hold his feral gaze. Levi’s eager fingers push my shorts aside, revealing my now moist centre. His gaze lowers to look at my pussy exposed to him before they flitter up to mine again. “Let me play with your pussy, baby.” He says, his tone almost pleading.

Oh, God. A wild heat surges through me at his words and pools between my legs, making my core pulse with need, almost begging for his attention. I moan, and my head falls back when a single digit teases the sensitive skin near my outer labia. He’s touching me but not where I need him. Levi shifts and crawls over me; his lips glide up the length of my throat. I whimper when he licks and sucks the flesh behind my ear. “Jesus Mira, you have the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. So pretty and plump, glistening with your luscious nectar that I’m going to enjoy every moment of lapping up.”

I could only mewl in response. This man could simply talk me into having an orgasm. I curl my fingers at the nape of his neck and pull his lips fervently to mine. We kiss hot and hard for a good couple of minutes until neither of us could no longer breathe, and we’re forced to pull apart, panting. I bite my lip, watching Levi settle himself between my legs. “Open up for me, beautiful girl.” He whispers, his eyes wide and needful as he looks up at me and drops a kiss on the inner side of my knee.

I melt, and my legs fall open for him. Levi swallows hard when he looks down at my pussy like a man starved. I feel exposed, vulnerable under his ravening gaze. All of that disappears when he drags a slender digit through my slick folds, and I instantly arch up, quaking when the pad of his finger circles my clit. When he said he’s going to play with my pussy, he wasn’t kidding. He took his time, lazily stroking me, driving me wild while he watches intently.

“Levi.” I whimper, almost clawing at the plush leather of the sofa. “God, please…” he doesn’t disappoint. I almost lose it when I feel his tongue replace his fingers. He moans, his eyes rolling to the back of his head when his mouth closes around my clit. The vibrations of his moan hum through me, adding to my heightened pleasure. My hands go to his head, fingers curling in his hair as he continues to nip, suck and thrust his tongue as deep as it would go inside me. “Fuck.” I cry out when he slides a finger inside me, then two, and teases my clit with his tongue tirelessly and continues to pump his fingers inside me, pushing me closer to orgasm. I shudder, rocking up insatiably.

My head spins, and I lose my bearings. A raw heat fires through me and coils between my legs. “Oh, Levi, I’m coming.” I moan, breathless. One more thrust of his fingers and a hard suck followed by a flick of his tongue sends me hurling over the edge into a bliss of frenzied pleasure. “Oh yes, yes, Levi!” I cry out, wave after wave of intense pleasure crashes over me, making my body convulse until it ebbs away, and I collapse onto the sofa, a quivering, panting mess.

Breathless, I open my eyes and look down at Levi; he kisses the inside of my thigh, his eyes on mine. “I love watching you come.”

I don’t know how it’s possible, but my already flushed face goes even redder. I twist my finger into his t-shirt and pull him up, bringing his hot mouth to mine. The taste of myself on his tongue makes me ache. He groans into my mouth when I suck at it avidly. I can feel his erection pressed up against my thigh, hot and hard, and I want him inside me. As if reading my mind, Levi grinds himself against me. “I want you, Mira.” He moans, coiling his strong arm around my back and lifting me till I’m straddling him on the sofa.

“Take me, Levi.” I moan back, rocking against his erection, making him buck up into me. I pull his t-shirt up and off, tossing it aside, and he does the same to my vest top. We continue to kiss passionately, driven by a wild need for one another.

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