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More,I’d beg of him.Give it all to me. Make me forget every other man.
He’d growl and do just that, plunging into me with new tenacity.
My body arched, fingers deep inside of me, and the taut string of my pleasure snapped, sending me over the edge of an intense orgasm.
“Y-yes, Levi.” I tried to keep my voice low, but the images flashing through me calledhisname, and I was powerless to stop it.
As the orgasm crested, I caught my breath and hoped that was enough to curb any desire I had going forward. But I could feel pressure simmering under my skin. My own fingers weren’t enough.
I wantedmore.
“Fuck, that was stupid,” I muttered. I slowly stood and pulled the plug on the bathtub. I quickly grabbed for the robe and ran to the bathroom to get fully dressed before I had to face Levi again.
I threw on thick pajamas and then the other robe in the bathroom before I steeled myself to go outside.
“Hey,” I said quietly. “I’m decent now.”
“I’ll be in in a second.” He didn’t turn to face me, and I darted inside to give him his space.
Was he mad that I turned him down? Should I have?
I bit my lip as I climbed into bed. Maybe this was complicated either way I looked at it.
Maybe faking a marriage was harder than I thought.
The door opened and he walked inside.
Our eyes finally met, and his carried all of the heat they had when he’d left the room. All I could do was gulp and sink under the covers.
Levi’s footsteps were heavy as he went to his bag and then the bathroom, and I tried to think about what to say while he did whatever he needed to. When he came out, he was in a T-shirt and sweatpants, and the bed dipped under his weight.
“Amy,” he began, “I . . .”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I just can’t—I didn’t want to ...”
“You don’t need to give me an explanation.”
“But you’ve done so much for me, so if you wanted to—I mean if you’re mad, then we can work something out.”
“What?”
“I’m offering sex.”
“Yeah, I figured that. I just don’t knowwhy.”
“I’ve spent a lot of your money. And we’re stuck on the honeymoon together so?—”
“Stop. If you think I’m gonna doanythingwhen you’re not one hundred percent willing, then you’re dead wrong. I want you towantme, not have sex with me because you think I want it or because you have to.”
“Then why did you sound like you did when you came in?”
He was silent for a long time. “That’s a me problem.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am. How little do you think of me?”
“I don’t thinklittleof you. I just don’t think I should have all of this without some sort of reward for you.”