Page 53 of Levi

“Do you want me to show you all the forbidden things you don’t know?”

The hands on her thighs clench into small fists.

There’s a battle waging inside her.

“Relax,” I coax.

She does as she’s told.

Her hands splay open against her tanned thighs.

My fingertips trace her long, delicate fingers.

“Come on, sweetness, you already admitted to liking being bad,” I remind her. “This is just taking it to the next level. Let’s push your boundaries and unleash more of the Dirty Jules that’s desperate to come out. I know there’s more of the bad girl trapped inside,” I tap against her chest.

Her chest rises and falls with her rapid breathing.

Finally, she nods. “Okay.”

Her innocence is intoxicating, her willingness is my drug.

“What was that?” I press.

“I want you to show me all the things I don’t know yet.”

Satisfaction blooms inside me as she smiles.

“Sounds like you’re ready to play?”

“I am.”

I place a hand behind her back. “Lie down,” I command.

She drops her weight against my palm and I guide her until her body rests on the bed. I place an elbow on the bed for support and prop my head into the palm of my hand.

“I love how you relinquish control over to me. It allows me to offer you pleasure like you wouldn’t believe,” I tell her.

“The taste I got the other night was mind-blowing,” she admits. “I had never experienced pleasure like that before.”

“More to come...” I promise.

Her breath hitches every time I undo a button. I’m unrushed. I push the fabric open, exposing her heavenly body. Unable to resist, I drop a flurry of soft kisses against her taut stomach. Her heady scent tickles my nostrils.Fuuuuck.I travel from her bellybutton up her body until my face is nestled between her perfect tits. Her skin is as soft as silk. I cup both breasts in my hands and squeeze tight as my thumbs circle her hard nipples.

“Are you getting wet? Is your tight, little pussy aching for my mouth, fingers and cock?”

“Oh God, Levi. I’ve been wet since we were at the restaurant.”

Music to my ears.

I shift on the bed so I can reach for an ice cube.

I place it against her bellybutton.

Her body quivers and she yelps, bowing her back against the mattress.

“Oh shit,” she whispers, both nervous and excited. “That’s so cold.”

Starting at her bellybutton, I trace a line all the way up to her chin.