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Her thighs trembled, restrained, and she let out a low, needy sound. “Levi… please.”

I paused, nose brushing right below her navel. “Please what? Tell me what you want, Sloane.”

A moment passed as her breath hitched. “I want your mouth,” she whispered, raw and pleading. “I want to feel everything. ”

Fuck yes.

I spread her thighs wider, placing a kiss to the inside of each before letting my tongue finally meet her heat. And good fucking god, I gave her everything I had.

She cried out, the sound sharp and unguarded, her hips jerking hard against the restraints. I licked slowly at first, teasing, letting her build again, her legs trembling in my grasp as I held her writhing body.

She was ravishing like this: exposed, trusting, unleashed. I loved her more in that moment than I ever had before.

She gasped, her fingers digging into the bindings, and I felt her body tense again. “Levi,” she whispered, her voice trembling “It’s… so much.”

I kissed her softly, pulling back enough to tease her, my breath warm against her skin. “We can stop anytime,” I reminded her, my thumb brushing over her clit. “Say the safe word.”

But she shook her head, her breathing coming faster, more desperate. “No. Don’t stop.” Her voice was low, but there was no hesitation in it. “I want this. I want all of it.”

"I am yours to command." I chuckled darkly before grabbing the next item, "And I'm the only one who will ever get to hear you beg like this."

When I added the toy, she moaned so loudly I thought she might cry or wake the children. I pressed my hand to her mouth, "Such a good girl, letting me hear you. But we can't wake the children now, can we?"

She shook her head, my hand falling down to wrap around her throat as I slipped the toy inside her deeper, letting it hum to life, low and deep.

"That's right. You will obey, won't you?" Her body shuddered at the words, the audible sound of her soaking the sheets as the toy pushed her body to the edge. I leaned down, curling my tongue at the same time over her clit.

"Come for me Sloane. Let me hear my name on your lips." I felt her pulse, erratic under my fingertips as I applied pressure.

The reaction was instant. She stiffened, then broke. The orgasm hit her hard as her body came apart beneath me, her head thrown back, fingers clenched into fists. Her moans tore from her throat like confessions. As much as I knew I should silence her, I was desperate to hear her cries.

“Yes, yes, Levi, oh my god-”

I didn’t stop using the toy. Her legs trembled and soon she was begging, more laughing breathlessly onto another impending orgasm, her voice breaking. “Stop - please - fuck, I can’t-”

"Are you sure Sloane?" The words slipped out low and devilish. "If I stop now, we are done for the night."

She couldn't stop her body from convulsing as she pulled against the restraints, her cries desperate, 'No. Please, I want you inside of me. I'm gonna- "

"Ah, fuck. To hear you beg." I pulled back, kissing her thighs, her stomach, her chest and as we’d agreed, I entered her. She cried out my name and the sound tore through me. "Fuck me, you feel perfect."

I furiously thrust into her, kept her teetering on the edge, wave after wave. Her body writhed beneath mine, each gasp, each shudder a plea and a surrender all at once as the thick of the orgasm broke, her body already trembling from the revelation.

"Yes. Take this cock and come on it Sloane. Let me hear you soak the bed." I gripped her thighs, my fingers bruising on her skin as the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room .

She sobbed as I moved within her, the overwhelming pleasure, too much, too fast, too deep as she drenched the sheets with her release but she never used the safe word. Never asked me to stop.

When I finally came, it was guttural, like something breaking open inside me. I held her as I unraveled, my balls tight and empty against her ass, bodies tangled, breath ragged, hearts pounding in sync.

The silence that followed was deafening as I removed her blindfold. “You okay?” I whispered, tucking her hair back and checking in on her.

She nodded. Her breathing shook. “That was… fuck.”

I smiled, kissed her temple, and whispered, “Good fuck?”

Her laugh was weak, but real. “You think?”

I undid each restraint, slow and careful and she curled into me the second she was free, limbs trembling, chest still heaving.

“You’ve made me feel more than I thought was possible,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I kissed her forehead, my hand brushing down her back. “My soul only belongs to you.”

And it was true. I felt at peace.

There was a pause, soft and full of afterglow, then she added dryly, “You know, it won’t be like that every time.”

I laughed, catching the teasing lilt in her voice. “Well then, we better celebrate this rare phenomenon accordingly.”

She raised an eyebrow. “With food. Obviously. I’m starving.”

I reached for my phone like a knight drawing a sword. “Book boyfriend accepts the quest. Retrieval of sustenance is underway!”

She snorted. “What’s the ETA on said heroic delivery, my champion? Because I’m imagining pancakes. ”

I pretended to scroll with great importance. “Our options are limited, milady, but your champion shall secure the fluffiest stack in the kingdom. Thank goodness for delivery services.”

Sloane’s quiet laugh filled the room, warm and unguarded. “God, I missed this.”

“Me too,” I said, glancing over with a smile. “Especially being called a champion. Might put that on my résumé.”