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He gave me a slow smile. “Wriggle your hips like that again.”
“Like this?” Now wearing only a sheer white thong, I was nearly naked as I undulated my hips for him.
The smile slipped off his face. “Do you know how sexy you are? Look at you, babe. You’re so damn hot.”
“Yeah?”
He swiftly removed that one last piece of gauzy material between us, then he kissed me in the middle of all that heat. He worked his tongue and lips on me, doing incredible things and driving me right out of myself. I clutched at the sheets, rocking my hips.
“Levi—” I gasped. “I’m going to…”
“No. Not yet. Don’t come yet.”
“But—”
I couldn’t speak. Could barely formulate a thought in my head. Holding back was costing me so much. I was on the edge of a precipice, hanging on and wanting to fall. Let go. Levi continued with his slow torture, his tongue and mouth on me, doing wicked but wonderful things that made me feel…everything.
Finally, finally, when I thought I would scream, Levi did something incredibly wicked with his tongue and I was gone. Just gone. My body shook and trembled and I cried out his name.
When I’d come back down to earth and remembered how to breathe again, I found that he’d crawled up my body and had a condom packet with him.
He ripped it open with an easy, slow smile, then a moment later, he slid into me, long and deep.
“Stay with me.”
I did, meeting him thrust for thrust in incredible pleasure. The delicious pressure built up quickly inside me, Levi sliding slowly into me in a rhythm that worked for both of us. Oh, how it worked. He gripped my hips and drove into me, his own breathing becoming ragged and uneven.
“I can’t stop it. I’m coming,” I said.
“Do it,” Levi said, and just like that we both went tumbling over the edge, falling hard.
CHAPTER33
Carly
Later, I layspooning with Levi, trying my damnedest to push away all the anxiety that crowded my mind. Thoughts of my father’s injury, New York and all my unfinished business were taunting me because, for the first time in a long time, I was happy. Too happy, for a change. I deserved this, damn it. It didn’t matter for how long. I had this, now, and it was so easy with Levi.
But maybe easy isn’t what I need.
I should tell him right now. Explain that, while I’d be going back to New York City, it didn’t have to be the end of this. He could visit me. Often. Eventually I’d return, and we’d pick up where we left off.
“I can hear you thinking,” Levi said, his deep voice utterly sexy and muffled against the crook of my neck.
“Huh?” I turned on my back to face him.
“Something’s on your mind.”
Maybe the guilt I felt, realizing that everything had changed between them. I was no longer fooling around, and I sensed he wasn’t, either. This little fling between them had taken on a life of its own, and I still wasn’t being completely honest with him.
“Just so much on my mind.”
Is it technically a lie if I don’t tell him I’m thinking of leaving?
“I…wish I hadn’t given up on my degree at the Fashion Institute.”
“What do you think? Why did you give up?” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and gave me a slow smile.
“What I think,” I said on a long exhale, “is that I’m not good at school, and that’s why I didn’t finish.”
