Page 15 of Levi

He reaches out and brushes the back of his fingers across my hardened nipple. “Your body belongs to me tonight.”

My flaming lady-parts nearly combust. I’m so turned on, I’m dripping. It’s with Herculean effort, I don’t fan between my legs.

He leans close, his hot breath feathering across my lips when he asks. “Take it or leave it?”

His words should horrify me––send me running for the hills––because let’s face it, what he promises is a pretty tall order and I’m so out of my element it’s not even funny. Yet, every cell in my body hums in anticipation, and my neglected pussy clenches with desire. Everything about this sexy stranger turns me on so damn much. Such a strong reaction to a man is a first for me.

God have mercy on me, but if this is the only time in my life I’m lucky enough to be invited to a naughty party like this, no way am I chickening out.

I came here to forget.

My mind won’t be preoccupied with all the problems weighing heavy on my shoulders when this delicious man is pounding the ever-loving fuck out of my pussy.

“Take it!” I affirm.

“Good answer, Wild Strawberry,” he grins.

His fingers trace a line down the bare skin of my back until they slide down my butt crack.

I gasp and clench my cheeks together.

Slowly, he cups my ass with both hands, and squeezes.

I moan as a sensual tremor courses throughout my body, ending at my clit.

“Your ass is a fucking work of art,” he tells me.

“A do lot of squats.”

Seriously, Jules? That’s your answer.

“I appreciate that. A lot,” he chuckles a small laugh. “I can’t wait to nestle my cock between your bouncy cheeks.”

My body stiffens.

“Relax, sweetness. I didn’t say I was going to fuck your ass. We’ve already established it’s one of your hard limits.” My shoulders slump in relief. “I simply intend on nudging my cock between your pillows.”

That sounds so dirty.

“I’ll allow it,” I lift a defying chin.

I have no idea where that came from.

He pulls his head back so our eyes meet. “Is that so?” he challenges.

“Yes.” I’m bursting with newfound confidence.

He takes a step forward, forcing me back against the wall, pinning me there.

I’m wedged between a hard place and, well...a hard place.

“Let’s get one thing straight.Icontrol this ride.”

I’m taken aback by the forcefulness of his warning.

“O––okay,” I let out in a breathy voice.

He leans down, heat radiating from his lips, and my breath catches in my throat. One hand rests on my waist, the other interlacing our fingers together. His aqua blue eyes flick from my mouth to my eyes. Slowly, so freaking slowly, he lowers his slightly parted lips so they’re hovering above mine. I wait patiently, conveying with my eyes a million thoughts without speaking a word, but he seems intent on teasing me. On torturing me.