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But I could feel him.All of him.And it was way better than my fantasy had been.
I swallowed and slowly turned. Levi’s hand stilled, and I wondered if he was as shocked as I was. I might have propositioned him last night, but I was sure we’d put that to bed.
And now it was morning.
“Are you awake?” I asked.
“Yes. I can?—”
“Don’t move,” I ordered.
“But—”
“Please.”I was begging, and I didn’t feel ashamed. “I need you to touch me.”
“Because you want to pay me back?”
“Because I need you to. Levi, Ican’t.”
His eyes grew dark and his hand felt steadier on my hip. “Didn’t get it out of your system?”
“W-what?”
“Last night. When you came and said my name. Was it not enough?”
My breath stuttered. “You heard that?”
“I did, and it was so fucking hot.”
“More like embarrassing. I’m so sorr?—”
“Don’t apologize.” His voice was harder now, as was his grip on me. “Just let me give you the real thing and give me the chance to prove how good it can be.”
Yep. That was all I needed to hear. “Y-yes,please.”
His arms tightened and his cock rubbed against me again. I let out a broken gasp. “Do you like that, darling?”
I nodded, mind fully on all of the things he could do to me in this bed. And I’d let him do it all.
“Let me touch you,” he said. “You came on your hand. Let’s make it even.”
“Wouldn’t it be even if you’re the one who gets my hand?”
His lips ghosted over the shell of my ear. “I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing every sound you make up close. I want that first.”
“A-and if we do this, we won’t make it weird?”
“No. We’ll be perfectly normal. Better than that, even.”
“Okay.” I gasped as he pressed into my ass again. “Now,pleasetouch me.”
“That’s what I was hoping you would say.” His hand went under the band of my pajamas. “You should have worn the pajamas you had on our wedding night. The see-through ones.”
“I thought it would be a problem if I did.”
“That sight isnevera problem. Only what I might do when I see you in them is.”
His hand found my core, crushing against the wetness that was only for him. I gasped, my eyes fluttering shut, and leaned into him. His lips latched onto my neck, and my hands tangled through his dark hair, needing something to grab on to as he touched me.