Page 77 of Leviticus
"Delicious," I whispered, more to myself than to him.
"Yes, you fucking are!" he agreed with a chuckle that was half humor half sexual need. I climbed onto the table, kissing my way up his body, taking time to explore his hip bones, the trail of hair that led downwards from his navel, and his nipples that he seemed to enjoy being kissed.
"I can't wait," I murmured, straddling his waist impatiently.
"Then don't.' His hands helped to guide my hips as I placed the head of his erection at my entrance.
"Jesus Christ!" he swore loudly as I slammed down onto him. I had expected it to be uncomfortable, but it wasn't. I was slick with my own arousal and my need for him only made the stretch of my body around him feel even more so like heaven.
"Only me," I taunted, smirking down at him. His words, falling from my lips had quite an effect on him. His hips jerked and his hands squeezed tighter on my thighs. I tilted my head back and groaned.
"Like that do you?" he teased right back, and I nodded. His fingers squeezed harder and I groaned out loud, feeling myself clench around his length deep inside of me.
My hips bucked faster as his hands helped my motions. They were fast, jerky, and neither of us cared. The need we both felt made up for any lack of finesse. I just needed him. I need his body inside of mine. I needed his sounds, his words. I needed to make him come apart beneath me.
"Levi," I groaned, feeling the tingling sensation begin.
"More," he growled, his nails digging into my skin. The sharp sting caught me off guard and I bucked, my body leaning over his and my own nails raking over his chest again.
"Mine," I almost sobbed as we both moved together, pressing faster towards our orgasms.
He reared up, sitting as he pulled me to him. His hand found the back of my head and held me to him. Our lips barely touching as we both groaned and spoke words of need.
“Mine," he growled through gritted teeth. I felt the rumbling of his voice through his chest, pressed into my breast. The hairs on his chest scratched lightly at my sensitive nipples, throwing me further towards the precipice. His arm wrapped around my back, pulling my close as our hips ground together faster and faster.
"Levi," I half whimpered and half sobbed. I had never felt something so visceral, so deep in my entire life. But I knew that if I let go of him for even a millisecond, things would somehow fall apart. I needed this connection more than I needed my next breath.
"Look at me," his voice choked out as we moved together harder, faster.
My eyes met his and I read his emotion as plainly as if it were written on paper.
He loved me.
I don't know how I knew it or what made it so crystal clear in that moment but...
He loved me.
And I loved him.
The next morning ...
I was deliciously sore, delightfully achy, and one-hundred percent not ready for what today would hold.
"Let's sleep in. If we are asleep then we can't be expected to do much, now can we?" I offered, rolling over in Levi's arms until I faced him. My hair caught in his stubble as I nuzzled far enough into him that I could hear his heart beating.
"Mmm, now that sounds incredible. But if we are staying in bed, we arenotgoing to be sleeping." I could hear the smirk in his voice as plainly as I could feel his hands moving down my back and over the curve of my ass.
Ass. It was still a little strange to say such words. Words that if my father had heard me utter — well, let's just say I would have been punished severely. His lips brushed over the top of my head and I smiled into his chest. My own hands moved over his chest, moving down lower towards his morning hardness.
"I want to ride you," I whispered against his neck. His answer was wordless, just a growl that emanated from him and shot straight to my core. Those sounds he made were my greatest weakness.
"You are sin itself and Christ, how I want to be drenched in you," he groaned, wrapping his arms around me and rolling us both until I was situated straddling his hips. My hands played in the hair on his chest as I gyrated above him. Just a little shift of my hips and he would slips right—
Knock! Knock!
It felt like water had dumped over me, killing the moment.
"You hoo!" A voice called from the front door, the sound faint from our distance.
