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I quickly press the number to our floor before my lips are on his.

He moans, arms wrapping around my neck. I growl, grabbing the backs of his thighs and lifting him into my arms.

We kiss wildly, all tongues and teeth. I shove him back against the wall, grinding on him, my cock fucking begging to be put out of its misery.

When the doors open, I don’t even bother looking before I’m walking out of the elevator with Levi in my arms.

His fingers tangle in my hair, kissing me needily. I fucking love it. I love how much he craves me. How much he loves sex. More importantly, sex with me.

I hate that I waited so long to take this step between us, but I didn’t want to push him for something he wasn't ready for.

Clearly, sex is something we are both very ready for now. Maybe too ready. If I had it my way, I'd lock us away in our apartment and never leave his ass.

Grabbing my keys from my pocket, I blindly try to open the door, but get frustrated when I get nowhere.

When I look away to find the key, Levi sucks at my neck, making my cock jerk against his. “Fuck baby. You're driving me crazy.”

“Naked,” he moans, already seeming to be lust drunk. “I want us naked.”

I carry him through the door and slam it shut behind us. “No argument from me.” I put him down, and we claw at our clothes, getting rid of them as fast as we could.

Once we’re naked, I take a moment to enjoy his beautiful body.

He stands there, chest heaving, cock dripping with pre-cum. “Get on your knees.”

“What?” His brows furrow.

“Get on your fucking knees, Levi,” I growl.

He blinks but does what he’s told, getting down to his knees. “Good boy.” I grin, preening at the way he trusts me. “Now, crawl to me.”

His eyes go lidded, and he catches on to what I want.

Licking his lips, he leans forward with his hands to the floor and starts to crawl to me.

“Oh fuck.” I breathe out, not having any clue just how much I’d love to have him like this.

It’s all new to me. I’m just going with my instincts, and fuck, do I ever like what I see.

Levi looks like sex and sin as he prowls towards me.

I’m a fucking mess by the time he gets to me, and I fear I might cum before I even get a chance to be inside him.

Maybe I should make him suck me dry, play with him until I’m ready to go again, and then fuck him until he’s a sobbing mess. Yeah, I like that plan.

Levi stops right in front of me and leans back to look up at me with this submissive look in his eyes.

Fucking hell.

“Such a good fucking boy.” I praise him, leaning down to brush his hair out of his face, then take his glasses off, placing them on the table by the front door next to me.

His hazel eyes stare up at me, waiting for me to tell him what to do next. But I don’t know what to do. This is all new to me.

I’m starting to panic when Levi leans in and rubs his cheek against my cock. I suck in a breath as he hums in content. “I love your cock.” he whispers. “So big and velvety soft.”

My heart pounds in my chest as I stare down at this man in awe.

He runs the tip of his nose up my cock, and it twitches. My hands fist at my side, not doing anything, wanting to see what he does next.