Page 26 of The Love Ambush (The Sullivans #1)

Gentry

I ’ve barely come back down to earth from the most amazing orgasm of my life, when Levi’s tongue flicks my clit in a circular motion.

It feels amazing, but also almost painful on my over-sensitized flesh.

“Levi. Ohmygud. Levi. You have to stop.”

Thankfully, he stops and looks up at me, confused. “Why?”

“I don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve already come.”

He smirks, looking so handsome in the early morning light that I feel as floaty as the pot brownies made me last night. “Oh, I noticed,” he says, clearly proud of himself.

It’s my turn to be confused. “Then why are you still going?”

He keeps his gaze on me, but rests his forefinger against my entrance. “I enjoy giving pleasure, Gentry. Some might say it’s my kink. Right now, I want to make you come over and over again, until you’re begging me to stop. You okay with that?”

“I think so?” Honestly, I’ve never come more than once with any man before. The three guys I’ve been with in my life - all at different times, thank you very much - were satisfied if they got me to one orgasm.

He rubs that finger over my entrance, and it clenches. My body is definitely on board for this. “I need you to be sure, Gentry. I don’t ever want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

He’s impossibly sweet. I don’t know how I ever thought he was a jerk.

“It sounds like fun,” I say. “I’m just not sure I can handle it.”

His eyes light as he slides that finger into me slowly. “Oh, I know you can handle it, baby. You just have to let go.”

“I’m not sure I know how.”

“Let me teach you,” he says, as he pulls out the first finger and adds a second.

It feels so good my eyes fall closed as I moan. Before I adjust to the sensation, his mouth is on me again.

He is a master with his tongue, licking and sucking. He adjusts quickly any time I ask him to and hardly seems to need direction. He’s hyper-attuned to my reactions to everything he does.

I’m so sensitive, it takes hardly any time before I’m coming again.

Levi doesn’t stop.

Is he ever going to stop?

Do I want him to?

“Levi,” I say on a moan that seems to go on forever. “I don’t think I can handle anymore.”

“Try,” he says. “There’s nothing hotter in the world than seeing you like this.”

I seriously feel like I’m on the verge of combusting, and not in a good way. I’m at a point where my body isn’t quite sure anymore what’s pleasure and what’s pain.

Is that a good place to be? I can’t tell that either.

But who am I to refuse what makes this man happy?

I’m rising toward another impossible orgasm when there’s a knock on the door.

“Incoming,” Brodie shouts, and the door bangs open.

I slap my hands over my boobs, and Levi launches himself on top of me.

“Oh, no,” a male voice I recognize as Brodie’s groans. “Oh, no. I can’t believe this is happening to me.”

“Get out,” Levi says.

“I can’t,” Brodie says. “My hands are over my eyes. How could you do this to me, man?”

Immediately, I tense up with anger and annoyance. “He’s not doing anything to you, Brodie. I’m a grown woman, and I can do whatever I want with whoever I want.” Although, at the moment, I can’t really breathe because Levi is not light.

“You aren’t a grown woman. You’re my little sister,” Brodie yells at me. “Cover yourself, so I can kick Levi’s ass.”

“No,” I yell at him. “You aren’t kicking anyone’s ass. Levi and I can do whatever we want together.”

“Damn it, Levi,” Brodie says. “We talked about this. You promised to treat her right.”

“Oh, he’s treating me right,” I say, a laugh bubbling up. “So, so right.”

Levi presses his face into my shoulder, his body shaking.

“No,” Brodie says. “I didn’t hear those words come from my little sister’s mouth. Levi was supposed to woo you and move slowly. This is the behavior of a man who just wants to—”

Levi lifts his head. “Brodie,” he says. “Shut up.”

“You promised me to be a gentleman,” Brodie says, sounding seriously distressed. “This is not what we discussed. Get over here and let me kick your ass.”

“No,” I say. “We’re going to handle this like adults and pretend you were never here, Brodie.”

“I can’t just forget that I’ve seen my little sister naked, and that I now have the knowledge of how her face looks when she’s getting—” He makes a gagging sound. “I can’t say it. Levi, explain yourself. Are you using wedding vibes to get in my sister’s pants?”

“What are you talking about?” I ask.

“You know,” Brodie says. “Wedding vibes. Women catch love fever around weddings. Levi’s just taking advantage of that and of you.” He huffs. “Damn it, Levi. How could you?”

Levi looks down at me, his expression softening. “I care about your sister, Brodie. This isn’t just wedding vibes. I want something real with her. This is the start of something, not the end.”

My heart hiccups. “Wow.”

He smiles like I’m adorable.

I mean, I guess he’s said that repeatedly in one way or another, but to say it in front of my brother… That’s serious.

“Damn it,” Brodie says. “This is not the right way to start anything, Levi.”

Levi’s still on top of me, his eyes sparkling with mirth, and a laugh bursts out of me at the ridiculousness of this situation.

“This is not funny,” Brodie says. “Sophie, get your ass in here and save me.”

“What?” I shriek, my heart racing in panic. “Do not call, Sophie—”

“What’s up, bro?” Sophie asks. “Why is Levi on top of Gentry? Oh my god, are they naked? Way to go, Levi.”

“Get out,” I yell. “Get out and take—”

“What is going on in here?” Josephine says. “It’s too early in the morning for this racket.” She pauses, probably taking in the scene. “Clearly, I’ve walked into a situation I want to know nothing about. I’m leaving. Let’s all pretend I was never here.”

“We’re leaving too,” Sophie says.

“Ouch,” Brodie says. “You stepped on my foot, Soph.”

“Sorry,” Sophie says. “I’m trying not to see anything either.”

“You can open your eyes,” Levi says. “Your back is to the room.”

“I’m not taking any chances,” Brodie says.

“Come on,” Sophie says. “I’ll guide you out.”

As soon as the door slams shut, Levi rolls off me, his body shaking as he laughs.

I gasp for air, reality crashing down. “My brother has seen me… He’s seen me…” I can’t even say it. It’s too horrible. “How am I ever going to look him in the face again?”

Levi shifts to look at me, his smile incredulous. “Brodie? The man doesn’t know the meaning of the word shame. And you have nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I’m not ashamed. I’m embarrassed.” Maybe I’m a little ashamed. I was shirking my parenting duties to hook up with Levi in a room with an unlocked door. Not very responsible. “What kind of example am I setting for Sophie?”

“Are you trying to teach her to save herself until marriage?”

“No, but it’s not like we’re dating.”

He pulls me back against his body. I can feel his erection pressing into my ass and my whole body wakes back up, somehow ready to go again. “I told you,” he says. “If we kissed, I wasn’t going to just walk away, and we’ve done way more than kissing. We’re definitely dating now.”

“I guess we have to be if I’m going to be a good role model to Sophie and Emily.

” I should be upset about this new development, but I’m not.

I’m sort of happy about it. “But only as far as they’re concerned, okay?

We’re not getting hearts involved. We’re still just testing the waters.

” Except I want to do so much more. That terror I’ve been feeling is totally gone.

Maybe it was the orgasms, but I think it’s that I’m actually beginning to trust Levi Sullivan might just be the kind of man who actually intends to stick around no matter what.

“Okay,” Levi says cheerfully. Then he kisses my cheek and lets me go. “I’ll talk to them and calm Brodie down while you get a shower.”

What I want to do is have a few more hours in this room with him before reality intrudes, but I am not allowing my siblings to imagine what we might be doing up here.

I shower and dress in my warmest clothes, prepared for a morning visiting reindeer like I promised Emily. I follow the sounds of chatter to the dining room, where a spread of bagels, cream cheese, muffins, and fruit is laid out.

“There she is,” Brodie says as soon as I step into the room. “Tell Levi he has to marry you.”

Levi, conveniently, has a bagel in his mouth and is chewing decidedly slowly. It’s annoying, but I can’t blame him. Knowing my brother, Levi has told him one thousand times already that he doesn’t want to marry me, and Brodie has ignored him.

“Levi and I are not getting married,” I say. “I don’t know why you want us to get married, and I don’t care. It’s not happening.”

I take a seat next to Levi and grab a bagel, cream cheese, and fruit from the center of the table.

“You have to get married,” Brodie says like I’m being dense. “Levi has sullied your honor and traumatized me. I’m the man of the family, and I say the only way for him to fix this is to marry you.”

“He sullied my honor?” I ask. “What is this? The eighteen-nineties?”

“Besides,” Brodie continues, fully ignoring me. “If you two break up, you’ll never want to see each other, and it’s much more economical and time saving for me to hang out with you both together. How would I have gotten you here if you refused to share a car with Levi?”

“Visit us at different times of the year,” I say with a shrug.

“How much vacation time do you think I get?” Brodie asks.

“You’ve been all about bro time since we got here,” I say. “You don’t really want to hang out with us together.”

“Of course not.” Brodie’s voice rises with frustration. “But if you’re here, you and Daphne can hang out, and I won’t be abandoning her for bro time.”

“Dude,” Levi says. “Don’t ever call it bro time again. It’s weird.”

“You’re weird, asshole,” Brodie says. “You broke bro code and slept with my sister before putting a ring on it. The penalty is marriage. You can marry her this weekend. We’ll make it a double wedding, and you won’t have to pay for a thing.”