Page 68 of Stroke of Fate

The only sound in the locker room is our heavy breathing.

“If you want me to stop, tell me now.” His voice is strained like it’s taking every ounce of his resolve to get the words out.

He means it. I know he’d back off without hesitationifthat’s what I want.

“Don’t,” I pant. “Please.”

With a growl, his hands are back on my body, and mine tangle in his hair, still wet from the shower.

I wrap a leg around his waist, causing his thick erection to rub against the thin material of my bikini bottoms. A whimper leaves my lips, and the noise is so needy I’m surprised it came out of me.

I’ve never been this forward, but like with everything involving Levi, this is different.

He’sdifferent.

The only other person I’ve been intimate with is my ex, and even that didn’t feel this exhilarating. A kiss from Hunter had never set my whole body on fire the way it is now.

“Fuck Bear, you don’t even know what you do to me.” Levi rasps against the shell of my ear.

With one tug, he loosens the knot at the base of my neck, exposing my breasts to the cool air. His lips wrap around one peaked nipple, and he sucks on the sensitive nub.

My back arches off the cool metal when he licks his way to the underside of my breast, finding a sensitive spot I didn’t even know existed. He nibbles at the thin skin, and a shot of pleasure shoots straight to my core.

“These are perfect.” He praises, kissing his way to the other side before moving down my belly.

“So,”

Kiss.

“Fucking.”

Kiss.

“Beautiful.”

Kiss.

“Levi…”

“Tell me what you need,” he says, kneeling in front of me.

“More, I need more,” I practically beg.

He looks up at me from his position on the floor—him on his knees, me staring down at him.

It’s intimate and raw. Everything goes still. The hazy lust and charged tension ease for a moment.

And the longer I hold his gaze, the more my resolve begins to slip. Levi’s face is unguarded and open, every emotion written plainly across his beautiful features.

The affection in his eyes and the tenderness in his expression are enough to make every brick I’ve built around my heart fall.

One. By. One.

“Swear to God, you’ve ruined me for anyone else, Bear.” His voice is thick, eyes blazing.

My lips part in reply, but quickly shut when Levi hooks my leg over his shoulder. Just like he did with my bikini top, he undoes the knots sitting on either side of my hips.

He places his face rightthereand takes a deep inhale. Embarrassment floods me, and I start to wriggle, but he keeps me in place with a firm hand on my stomach.

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