Page 78 of Stroke of Fate

With those parting words, she saunters off toward the party.

“Un-fucking-likely,” I mumble after her.

23 | BEAR

Levi’s thumb is barely there caress as he traces soft circles against my sensitive skin beneath the blanket wrapped around us. When I shift in his arms, the contact breaks. I make a noise of protest, and he chuckles softly against my hairline, where my head rests in the crook of his shoulder.

His touch resumes, and a contented sigh escapes my lips as I stare at the small fire pit on the ground. At one point, it was burning bright with orange and red flames. Now, only the hot embers glow and crackle occasionally in the dark.

While Levi left to get the blankets, yes, more than one because he was sweet enough to think of Elsie and Macy too, Mack and the twins found us struggling to get the fire going.

For the past few hours, we’ve been drinking—Levi and I sticking to water—and talking around the small fire. It’s been fun getting to know the guys more.

Even Mack and Macy have put their bickering aside, but that probably has more to do with Austin acting as the buffer between them.

Earlier, a game of Never Have I Ever got so heated that Macy threatened to pour a drink in Mack’s face. Thankfully, Levi calmed them down, and everyone’s clothes stayed dry.

Watching the two of them go at it was both amusing and slightly concerning. Sam and Elsie seem to be getting along the best. Her soft giggles occasionally drift over as she listens to whatever he whispers in her ear.

I shiver in his arms when Levi's thumb moves higher up my skirt. A little further, and he’ll feel exactly how wet I’ve been since we came off the dance floor.

The feel of his hard length against my front as we moved to the beat of the music elicited a throb between my thighs that hadn’t gone away.

“Are you cold?” Levi murmurs into my hair.

Knotting my fingers into his shirt, I shake my head and shift again to ease some of the ache, subtly guiding his hand further up my thigh.

Friction. I need friction.

Despite being sober, I’m feeling weirdly bold.

Something about our friends being absorbed in their conversations, the blanket covering us, and the night sky is making me feel brave.

Levi’s thumb moves higher until he brushes the front of my panties. A low rumble in his chest is the only sign he gives that he knows exactly how needy I am right now.

God, when we got interrupted earlier, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

With another brush of his thumb, I squirm again. He presses down on my underwear, and the flimsy fabric slips between my folds.

I bite down on my lip to stop a moan from escaping. Despite how badly I want this, I don’t think I could go through with him fingering me while our friends are a few feet away.

"Levi," I whisper, a desperate plea escaping my lips.

Around us, the conversation continues to flow.

“Whatever you want, Teddy Bear, I’ll give it to you.” His mouth brushes against my ear. “I’ll make your wet pussy clench around my fingers under this blanket if you ask.”

Oh, God.

Apparently, I’m very into dirty talk orLevi’sdirty talk. My clit flutters with little pulses as his thumb continues rubbing against my underwear.

I swallow and force myself to think straight. I know what I’ll regret more come tomorrow morning. So, I twist in his arms and whisper into his ear.

“Take me home, and let’s pick up where we left off earlier.”

Even under the moonlit sky, I see those pools of light brown eyes blazing with burning desire. Forme.For taking whatever this is between us a step further.

My feet hit the ground quickly, and Levi gathers the blanket that’s fallen to the ground.

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