Page 122 of Reckless at Westbrook High

“Again.”

“Only you,” I tell him again, moaning loudly when he squeezes my inner thigh.

“Mine.”

“Fuck, Lev, you’re gonna make me come.”

“Do it,” he rasps, pulling my head back to nip my throat. “Show me how much you love it when I own this tight little ass.”

My cock pulses in his hand and he groans like I’m killing him, looking down to watch while he pumps the cum from my dick. He pins me down on him to finish inside me and I face plant the crook of his neck, sliding my arms beneath his head to keep him close. Our heavy breathing mixes together for I don’t know how long and I close my eyes, smiling to myself when reality comes crashing down on me.

Think about it, he said.

But I don’t need to think about it.

Levi’s the one, and I’ll do any fucking thing I can to ensure he gets everything he deserves and more.

“My dad went to see your mom tonight.”

He tenses at that, pulling back a bit to look at me. “What? Why?”

“He took his lawyer with him and made a deal with her,” I explain, quickly clearing my throat to hide my nerves. “Said if she can help prove your grandfather’s businesses were legit before Killian took over and fucked it all up, he’ll do whatever he can to get her a lesser sentence and you’ll get the inheritance he left you, but..”

“But only when I’m twenty five,” he guesses, sighing when I chew the inside of my cheek. “So I’ll go to college when I’m twenty five. It’s not a big deal, Wren.”

He’s lying, but I don’t call him out on it.

“I want you to go to college with me.”

“And how do you suggest I do that?” he mutters, gently running his thumb over my bottom lip. “You wanna be my sugar daddy? Because I already told y–”

“I wanna be your husband.”

He blinks at that, then he blinks again. “What?”

“The Will says you’ll get your money the day you turn twenty five or the day you get married,” I stress, laughing lightly when he hits me with a look that tells me he’s not following. “What do you say, Lev? You wanna be a Kingston?”

“Did you just ask me to marry you?”

“Are you really gonna make this a thing?”

“Maybe,” he teases, sliding his hands over my thighs. “I kinda like seeing you all red and nervous and shit.”

“I’m not fuckin’ nervous.”

“Why’s your heart beating so fast?”

I feign a glare and he laughs at me, making me laugh. “Just answer the fucking question, Lev.”

“Yes,” he rasps, grabbing my face to pull my mouth down to his. “Fuck, yes, I’ll marry you.”

Chapter Thirty-Five

Levi

“Dude, are you really just gonna walk in there without knocking firs–”

Kai swings their bedroom door open and I shut my mouth, awkwardly running a hand over the back of my neck when I spot Callie lying on her back with Damon’s mouth between her legs.

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