Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
I squealed. “Levi, I’m too heavy.”
He grinned. “Am I even lifting you right now?”
His teasing tone went a long way to ease my fears, and soon enough, my legs were wrapped around his waist while his feet carried us up the stairs and to my bedroom. The minute my feet hit the plush carpet, I reached for the hem of my dress, hungry to have him again.
Levi stopped my hands.
“It’s been too long,” I whined.
“I’ll do it,” he replied and slowly peeled the dress off my body, going even slower when he got to my bra and then my panties. “Gorgeous,” he growled and kissed me all over. His kisses were hot and wet, leaving a trail of fire on the tops of my feet, my ankles, my hip bones, my side, my breasts. No inch of my skin was left untouched by his lips or his tongue.
“Levi,” I moaned as my body shook with desire.
Still, he took his time, taking me to my first orgasms with his lips and his tongue. His face wasn’t just beautiful; it was a magical, orgasm-giving contraption. “Goodness!”
He grinned, sliding one finger through the moisture he’d caused between my thighs while he undressed. “I love hearing you come apart.” His voice was low and husky, and he smiled when his words had the desired effect on my pussy. “Maybe I love praising you.”
“Levi, please!”
His green gaze darkened, and in an instant, he hovered over me, his strong arms bracketing my head as the blunt head of his cock pressed against my opening. “Ready for me?”
I nodded. “So ready. Oh!” He slid in slowly, but it was one long, slow stroke before he filled me completely. “Yes!” Having him inside of me like this felt good. Felt amazing, in fact. Even scarier, it felt right. Like he was home to me, where I belonged.
Like he was my happy place.
His gaze remained fixed on mine even as he started moving, pumping in steady strokes that tap-danced on that one spot guaranteed to take me to the heavens as quickly as humanly possible.
Maybe I imagined what I saw in his eyes as he pumped into me, but I thought maybe it was something more than lust. Maybe it was just hope that told me I saw affection mixing with the lust. Or maybe it was my own damn hormone-riddled body that had me tilting at sex windmills.
But it didn’t matter what I thought I saw in his eyes, but I knew exactly what was shining in my own. Without a doubt, as our gazes stayed locked together and my own orgasm shot up my legs and out of every pore in my body, my feelings for this man coalesced into something deep and significant. “Levi, yes!” I held onto his arms while he thrust harder and deeper, grunting at the pleasure caused by my body pulsing around him.
I watched the twist of emotions on his face, fascinated as my own heart clenched, aching with something I tried hard to deny, refused to name. “Rob,” he moaned and dove down, kissing me while his orgasm roared through his body. His kisses stole my breath, and I clung to him as if he was my lifeline, the one thing keeping me grounded to the earth.
And that’s when I couldn’t refuse the truth any longer. Things were complicated enough, and now I had to go and fall in love with my baby daddy. One lone tear pricked the corner of each eye, and I let each one fall, accepting the truth I tried to deny.
“Oh fuck,” he grunted when he pulled back and rolled onto his back, taking me with him until I sat on top of him, his cock still buried deep. “I can’t get enough of you. I don’t want to let you go.” Those words seemed to shock him as much as they shocked me.
I felt it too, but my mouth wouldn’t move, wouldn’t work. So I let my body tell him the words my mouth couldn’t speak. With his big hands on my breasts and that look of adoration in his green eyes, it took no time at all before another shockwave of pleasure knocked me around until I was limp and satisfied.
And reeling from my feelings for the sexy bartender.
My mind raced with this new information as I slid off Levi’s body, and he tucked me against his chest, holding me as he drifted off to sleep.
It was as perfect a night as I’d ever had with a man, and when we woke up later and did it all over again, he transformed my dinner into something amazing while we swapped life stories, shared laughter, and reveled in our growing connection.
16 LEVI
"Hey, this is Rob, and I'm not available right now. Leave a message." Rob's cheery message mocked me.