Page 114 of Havoc
The room collapses, and all I see are stars.
An endless night with pinpricks of light. And I’m one of them. Floating while he continues to lull me over that wave.
Up and down.
Cresting.
I’m still shaking when Levi lifts higher on his knees, looking at me spread out on the bed before him. The satisfied smirk on his face has me narrowing my eyes.
“Cheater.” I rip my shirt off and throw it at him while he discards his own. “You were supposed to be dragging me in here to compliment me.”
He stands up, stripping off his pants. “I didn’t think that through. My tongue was a little too busy for compliments.”
The grin that stretches his cheeks makes my stomach swirl.
“You want praise, firecracker?”
Before I can answer, he grabs my legs and spins me around so my head is dangling over the edge of the bed, and I’m looking up at his hard cock as he strokes it directly over my face.
“Take my cock down your pretty throat, and I’ll praise you all you want.” A drip of precum falls onto my lips, and I lick it off.
A growl rumbles in his chest as he lowers the tip to my lips, tapping once in question. And when I part my lips, teasing him with a swirl of my tongue, his knees buckle just enough to make me smile.
Levi quickly wipes the smile from my face by thrusting deep, and from this angle, upside down, he manages to push farther down my throat.
“Good girl.” He grabs my throat with both his hands, stroking the column with his thumbs. “Let me feel you swallow my cock.”
When he pushes forward, I do as asked, swallowing to take him deeper than I ever have. I feel the pressure from the inside out. Where he fills my throat. Where his thumbs stroke over my neck where I’m taking him.
He grips, and it’s enough to add a touch of pressure before he pulls back, and I gulp down a breath. It’s a short-lived relief as he shifts his hips forward again.
“Look at you hungry for your husband’s cock. I’m going to feed you my cum all night. Until it’s dripping out of your mouth. Your cunt. Your ass. Such a good girl taking me exactly how I want.”
My thighs press tight, and my throat relaxes with his praise. I just came, but I already feel myself building at his voice alone. Soothing me. Appreciating me.
There’s something about how Levi can be doing the filthiest things to my body and still make me feel like the most cherished person in the world. He claims my throat, worshipping me all the same.
His fingers find my peaked nipples, and he toys with them. Plucking at one and then the other, until I find my hand slipping between my legs to help ease some of the relief.
“That’s beautiful, Aimee.” He grabs my breasts and fucks my mouth at a steadier pace as I adjust. “Let me have a taste.”
I pull my fingers from my core and lift my hand. And when Levi wraps his mouth around them, I’m aching all over again. He consumes my entire existence.
“Fuck you taste like heaven.” He licks between my fingers, and I’m shaking.
Witha swift step back, Levi pulls out, and I swallow down a breath. Blood rushes to my face, and I’m probably a mess. But if Levi thinks that, he doesn’t say anything as he grabs me and flips me around again.
“Are you enjoying having your way with me, Havoc?” I tease him as he climbs over me on the bed.
“Always.” He grins, thrusting in.
My breasts brush his bare chest, and I’m a nerve ending waiting to erupt.
“But right now…” Levi props himself over me, lacing one hand into the hair at the side of my head as he fucks me. “I want to look into my wife’s eyes when she comes.”
“Fuck.” Those words are almost as pleasing as the steady rock of his hips.
As the sight of his strong arms rippling with every movement.
