I go back to his nightstand and pull out a simple vibrator, just a wand, and I turn it on. I straddle his cock, letting the ridge press right against my wet clit.
“Baby, you’re drenched,” he says as he presses his hands to my thighs.
“I love turning you on. It turns me on,” I say as I run the vibrating wand over his chest and across his nipples.
He sucks in a sharp breath and watches intently as I run it over my breasts as well, making them shake and shiver from the vibration.
“Christ,” he says as he encourages me to move over his cock.
It wasn’t my intention to get off on top of him, but with one bout of friction between us, I can’t stop my hips from moving over him, not with how amazing it feels.
“You’re so big, Levi,” I say as my hips move faster, and I move the vibrator between my legs. “Oh God,” I moan as the vibration pulses against my clit, making my entire insides clench.
“Wylie, are you close?”
I don’t listen as I continue to move over him, my body tingling with anticipation. A burning desire builds up in the base of my stomach, and I lose all focus as I seek out this amazing feeling, this feeling that I’ve never felt other than with him.
“Wylie, baby . . .”
“Fuck,” I grunt as I move even faster, abandoning the vibrator and just focusing on my clit rubbing against the ridge of his cock.
“Wylie, don’t come,” he says in a commanding voice that stops me.
I open my eyes to look down at him right before he flips me to my back, then climbs between my legs. He drapes one over his shoulder, positions himself at my entrance, and with one solid thrust, he’s inside me.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out from the angle.
And like a feral man, he goes wild. He pulses into me at a pace I’ve never experienced before.
In and out.
In and out.
With such force, such strength.
I feel him all the way to the hilt, bottoming out every freaking time. It sends me into a tailspin. My body sparks in every which way, my orgasm a frenzy as it builds and builds and builds.
“Fuck, I’ve never been this hard before,” he says as he angles his body down, pounding into me now. “I can’t handle how goddamn tight you are.” He groans loudly and, to my surprise, flips us over so he’s on his back again, and I’m on top. He brings his cock to my entrance and slams me down, causing me to yell out his name.
“Oh my God,” I breathe. “Levi, you’re . . . you’re too big.”
“No, baby, take me. Take all of me.”
I let out a heavy breath, and that’s when he sits up, handling me as if I weigh nothing. With his back against his headboard, our faces match up. He grabs my ass and assists me in moving up and down—and fuck, that’s so good.
It’s such an incredible sensation, being this full.
Gripping his cheeks, I bring his mouth to mine and move my hips up and down rapidly. He groans into my mouth, and I moan into his. He spreads my cheeks, and I grind against him. His tongue dances across mine, and I suck his tongue into my mouth.
Our connection becomes heated.
Our movements erratic.
And together, we build until white-hot pleasure bursts through me, seizing my body, making me convulse and contract over his cock with such force that he presses his mouth against my shoulder and bites down before he stills, and I feel him coming inside me.
And he comes hard . . . and long.
His moan carries on until nothing is left inside him.
After a few seconds, his head falls back against the bed, his neck and Adam’s apple exposed as he takes deep breaths.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he says as he finally opens his eyes and meets mine.
He smiles adorably and grips the back of my head, bringing me in for a kiss. After a few seconds, he pulls away and says, “You own me, Wylie.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “You fucking own me.”
Chapter Sixteen
LEVI
“What do you want me to do for you today?” Wylie asks from where she’s perched on the counter, wearing one of my shirts and looking disheveled from me running my hands through her hair all night, tugging on it, twisting it over my fist, even running it over my skin, loving the contrast of the red color on my skin.
Last night was . . . Christ, I feel like Jesus walking on water this morning. That’s how amazing it was. Like nothing could penetrate this feeling, this amazing, glorious feeling. And it’s all because of her.
People always say, there’s nothing like love at first sight. Well, there sure as fuck is lust at first sight because I knew it. I knew she’d be perfect for me the moment I saw her. I could feel it deep within me, and last night was evidence of that.
She was playful.
Responsive.
And open to everything.
She took charge but also submitted to me.
And I realized last night that nothing will be better. No one will ever be better. She has ruined me in the best way possible.
“What do I want you to do for me?” I ask as I carry over a cup of coffee to her. “Uh, take naked pictures for me and put them in a book so I have something to take with me on away trips. That’s going to be priority number one.”
She chuckles and pulls me into her with her legs around my waist. She runs her fingers over my scruff and says, “Do you really think I’m going to do that?”
I slip my hands under her shirt and grip her hips. “If you were a good assistant, you would.”
“Doesn’t seem like the kind of task an assistant would do.” Her fingers trail through my hair, and I find myself sighing into her touch. The control this woman has on me is incredible.
“It’s the kind of task I require from you, so if you could get that done, that would be great.”
She chuckles and leans in, pressing a sweet kiss to my lips. “I’ll see what I can do.”
I slide my hands up her back. “That’s what I like to hear.”
“In all seriousness, what can I do for you?”
“Make a post or two,” I say, “and then work on your art. Seriously, babe, I don’t need a lot of help, so focus on you.”
“I can’t take your money, Levi, if I’m not doing things for you.”
“Then don’t take it.”
She pulls away slightly. “And how the hell am I supposed to afford anything if I’m not making money?”
I pause. “I’m going to guess me saying that I can pay for things isn’t going to fly.” She shakes her head. “Fine,” I bemoan. “Uh, I guess just whatever you think needs to be done. I have nothing in particular, so if you think something needs to be done, then have at it.”
“What about my dad’s tasks?”
“Oh, he wants you to pick me up more books to rewrite. He’s really into that idea. Looks like his creativity has run out.”
“I can do that,” she says. “Anything in particular?”
I tap my chin. “Maybe a book on Colorado?”
She chuckles. “Do you really read those?”
“I do now. I find them fascinating. Just don’t copy and paste text so I’m rereading the same shit over and over again.”
“You noticed that?” She winces.
“Yeah, I did and I missed out on some valuable information.”
“Well, I don’t plan on rewriting anything for you, so nothing to worry about,” she says with a kiss to my nose. “I’ll be sure to pick you up some more books about other states.” She kisses me again, then pulls away. “Okay, you need to leave or else you’re going to be late, and you don’t want my dad questioning why you’re late.”
“I’ll just tell him I was busy sticking my dick inside his daughter.”
She smirks. “Not suggested.”
“Shame.” I let out a heavy sigh and kiss her nose before pulling away. “I better get out of here before I repeat what we did this morning.”
“Probably should.” She crosses one leg over the other, drawing my attention to her sexy thighs.
I push my hand through my hair and take a step back as I continue to stare at her. She notices, and to my dismay, she smirks, then uncrosses her legs and spreads them.
“Fuck,” I mutter as her pussy comes into view. “Baby, don’t do this to me.”
She chuckles and then hops off the counter. She takes my hand in hers and guides me over to the door. With her hand on my chest, she stands on her toes and kisses my chin. “Go, I’ll be here when you get back.”
“Naked?”
“Naked,” she confirms.