Page 87 of Code of Heart

With nothing beneath it, the silky fabric became a constant, agonizing reminder of the game she started. And she refused to end it early. Her body begged for relief, but she denied herself the satisfaction. Not until 5:00 PM.

She watched the clock like a crazed woman.

By 4:45 PM, she was in bed, draped across the sheets, her colorful hair fanned out around her, the low light of the room painting her skin in soft, golden hues.

At exactly 5:00 PM, she hit record on her phone and sent the message that would light her husband’s world on fire.

Time’s up, husband.

But the moment she pressed send, her carefully maintained control splintered.

Her hand slipped lower, fingers trembling as they found their mark. She let out a strangled moan, her touch instantly igniting the need she held at bay all afternoon.

There was no finesse, no slow buildup, only determination and precision as her fingers moved faster, her body climbing toward that blinding peak she had denied for hours.

So close. Need one more second—

The bedroom door slammed open.

Levi appeared like a storm rolling through her sanctuary, eyes blazing, chest heaving, his shirt gone, and his pants barely clinging to his hips before they joined the trail of discarded clothes.

He was over her in an instant, pinning her to the bed with his body, and then—with a single, brutal thrust—he buried himself deep.

Aurelia cried out, her head falling back, her hips arching to take him even deeper as her orgasm detonated through her.

Levi was relentless, his pace savage as he took over the rhythm her fingers had started. His hand shot out, catching her wrist and dragging her slick fingers to his mouth. He groaned lowand dangerously as he tasted her, his tongue swirling over her knuckles before he bit gently down.

Wild-eyed, he watched her writhe beneath him, her legs locked tight around his waist, her body soft and trembling beneath his brutal onslaught.

His focus dropped to her breasts, the lace doing nothing to hide the hard peaks begging for attention. With a feral growl, he bent down and captured one between his lips, his tongue flicking before his teeth lightly tugged the sensitive tip.

Aurelia cried out, her nails raking down his back as her hips bucked against his with frantic urgency. She was undone, completely lost in pleasure, panting his name like a prayer and a curse all in one breath.

Levi drove into her harder, faster, his control hanging by a fraying thread as he felt her body tighten around him, her second climax crashing into her as violently as the first.

With a raw, primal roar, he thrust once…twice…and spilled into her with a force that left them both shaking.

He sank onto her, his face pressed into the crook of her neck, mouths parted from breathless gasps. Their bodies remained entwined, slick, and trembling from the storm they’d unleashed.

In that moment, nothing else mattered.

Only this. Just them.

Levi

“I’m impressed you made it home so early.”

Levi smiled against the soft tangle of hair beneath his chin. Neither of them had moved, content to stay wrapped in eachother’s arms, their bodies still humming from what they’d shared moments ago.

“Considering the ultimatum you gave me, I was hard-pressed to stay any longer,” he murmured, his voice still rough with the aftermath of pleasure.

Aurelia tilted her head, her lips curving into a mischievous grin. “If I recall correctly, that’s not the only thing you were hard-pressed with.”

A low, rich laugh rumbled from his chest, vibrating against her bare skin.

“Well,” he drawled, his fingers tracing lazy circles along her spine, “I’ve been working late all week. I figured by now you were either desperately pining for me or had completely forgotten what I look like.”

She snorted against his skin, but he caught the way her arms tightened around him.