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Chapter Nine

Levi

I finish the thought for her.

“Thought about him trying to hurt one or both of us.” She’s gone white and I can tell she’s overthinking every fucking thing. “That’s because you’re sweet and innocent. You would never think like a douchebag and use and hurt others. It never occurs to you to treat people like you’re a raging cunt. Or hurt someone for real.”

She lets us in, and I follow her to the kitchen, setting the bags on the island. I keep my eyes on her the entire time.

“Is that a compliment or are you just being really nice about calling me stupid? Sweet and innocent kind of seems like synonyms for stupid here.”

“Not stupid, kitten. Being sweet and innocent doesn’t make you stupid.” It makes her fucking adorable.

“It kind of feels like it is when you’ve been run over by those types of people.”

And I want to kick that fucker in the balls again.

“It’s not stupid. It’s the thing that makes you so kind and good. Come on. Sit down and eat with me before we do anything else.”

She nods for me, and we talk over the food she’s brought for us. I take her apartment in while we talk. Her walls are mainly covered in books of every shape and size with pictures of family and friends sitting everywhere. It’s cute and comfortable and speaks of who she really is. She’s not trying to hide from anyone. A book on the shelf catches my attention so much that when we finish and stand up, I head straight for it.

She’s behind me when I reach for it. “What are you…? Oh goodness, don’t…give that back to me.”

I hold the book up high so there is no hope of her reaching it. The added bonus of feeling her up against me is just icing on the cake. She’s not even subconscious because all she cares about is getting the book back from me. I look up at the title.

“’How to Make Anal Sex Fun’. And here I thought you were a good girl.”

“Levi, please.”

“You want this? Here.”

I hand the book to her and watch as she clasps it to her while simultaneously bending down to snag another book.

“Oh, no! NO! Levi!”

“’The Woman’s Guide to Better Sex’, ‘How to Give the Perfect Blowjob’.” I release the newest book so I can take her in my arms. “You get all these books for him, kitten?”

“No, I…I had them before. I started collecting them,” a blush hits her face, “in high school.”

“High school? You were learning how to rock a guy’s world in fucking high school?”

“I just…wanted to be prepared when the time came.”

“And then…you what, baby, got cold feet?”

“I…I don’t know. It never felt right. It never seemed right.”

“And he didn’t notice these babies hanging out in your bookshelves.”

“I’m not even sure he can read, Levi.”

I laugh loud and long as I pick her up and twirl her around in a tight circle. She drops books left and right so she can grab for my shoulders to hold on to.

“Those books, they’re going to come in handy for us one day. But for right now…” I walk to the couch with her still grasped in my arms before I sit us both down on her couch, her straddling my lap.

She starts getting antsy, shying away from me when she realizes exactly where she is.

“Sweetheart, we’re gonna have to make you a little more comfortable with me if this thing has any chance of working.”

“I know that. I do. I just…I’ve never been like this with someone and I really don’t want you to find out how bad I suck at all this.”

“Baby, you could kiss like a cold, dead fish and it would still be the hottest thing I’ve ever had my lips on.”

“Oh.”

Not sure if it’s an actual word or just a sound since she says it so low it’s almost a whisper. Before she can start overthinking things again, I push my mouth to hers and start kissing her. My hands come up to cup her face. She’s such a tiny thing; I’m actually worried a little bit that I might hurt her if I move too fast or get too rough. My fingers brush against the soft skin of her neck causing her to squirm in my lap which in turn causes my body to react in ways it hasn’t in…years.

“No rush, kitten. We have all night and good things are worth savoring.”

“Oh.” Again, it’s nothing but a whisper against my lips but I feel this one down to my soul.

How the fuck did he never take the time to find out how to make this little thing go speechless? How did he never get off teaching her everything? How did he not get fucking possessive and want to do everything in the world to keep her as his? How the hell am I going to stop when she gets this revenge she's after because in truth I wonder if I can?

My hands drift down to hold her hips and I have to really try to hold myself back to keep from holding her too tight. When I pull back, her lips are a little swollen from mine and there’s a sheen across them. She looks sexy as fuck, like the perfect temptation.

I give her another chaste kiss before whispering to her without taking my mouth away from hers, “Open for me, kitten.”

She does and I surge inside before I can grab hold of myself shocking a gasp from her.

“Shh,” I try to calm her by whispering against her lips like she whispered that sexy ‘oh’ to me, “It’s okay, sweetheart. Let me in. I won’t take more than you’re willing to give me.”

I hope anyway. The way she tempts me has my certainty shaken a little bit. The girl doesn’t mean to, but she’s more tempting than any fucking stripper or porn star. She has a natural sensuality about her that even I could see way back all those years ago when I couldn’t keep my fucking eyes off her.

She nods and then opens for me and I spend the next several hours teaching my revenge-craving little kitten how to kiss and explore with our tongues. The very first innocent swipe of her tongue on mine and my cock gets even harder than it already was. When she nips at my lip with her teeth, I move her head so I can control the kiss and get more of her. Instead of gasping and pulling away from me, she wraps her arms around my shoulders and starts leaning against me.

I slowly sink lower on the couch so that she’s all but lying on top of me. Little noises pour out of her and she starts rocking against me sending my senses scattering in her wake like fucking leaves in a fall wind. Tamsin is a fucking force of nature and when I pull back to let her have some air -that doesn’t come from me- I’m cupping one of her tits with my hand while my other one is buried in her hair. Neither of us says anything for long moments. I finally move my hand off her tit so I can run it up and down her back.

“You sure you only kissed Zane?”

My question causes her to stiffen in my arms but I tighten them around her so she realizes she’s not getting away from me. I’m not ready to let her go just yet, “Yes. Why?”

“I don’t know how he could have kept his fucking hands or mouth off you? I’m not sure how I’m going to keep my tongue out of your mouth now that I know how good you taste.”

A breathy giggle comes out of her and a blush hits her cheeks. A smile tilts the corners of her mouth up as she plays with the material of my shirt.

“You all spend a lot of time kissing?” Yeah, I’m fucking jealous. And I’m man enough to fucking admit it.

I’m not about to make the same mistake that fucking loser made. If I get her under me, she’s mine! Forever!