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CHAPTER11
Jules
Thank you, God, foranswering my prayers.
“On second thought, I changed my mind,” Levi says.
Disappointment washes over me.
I pull away from him. “What do you mean?” I ask, my heart thundering.
“You’ve dealt with enough for one day. Let’s talk about something other than business.”
“You’re not going to help me?”
He shakes his head. “That’s not what I said. I want to know everything there is to know about your dad’s business, but not right now.”
“Um... okay.” I’m not sure where he’s going with this.
“Let me help youforgettonight. We can talk about business tomorrow morning. Feeling your body against mine makes me crave more. I want a repeat of Saturday night, Jules. You robbed me of that when you left in the middle of the night.”
I’m at a loss for words. I’m really not used to eliciting this kind of hunger in a man.
“I remember the sensation of your lips against mine,” he says with a smile. “Every time I’ve jerked off in the past few days, you were my go to spank bank dream girl. Flashing back to our time together left me with a fist full of cum.” Electricity sizzles through my body. “And you know what?”
“What?” I pant.
His heated gaze drifts up and down my body before locking with mine. I’m talking five-alarm fire hot. It’s the same all-encompassing look he flashed my way when we found out we were a match at the theme party... the one that makes my knees go soft.Holy volcano.
“I have a pretty vivid imagination, sweetness. I remember every touch, every thrust, and every moan. But actually, being with you trumps the fantasies by a long shot.”
Oh, wow.
I’m baffled by his admission.
“Really?”
“I wasn’t talking bullshit. I’ve never felt this kind of connection with anyone before,” he assures me.
“It’s the same for me.” I hesitate. “If we’re being honest, I think of you—of us—every time I touched myself since I left the club,” I blurt out in a momentary bout of courage. “I thought about... your mouth.”
A cocky smile twists his lips. “In what sense?”
“Your dirty, filthy mouth drives me crazy, Levi.”
“Because of the things I said?” He leans into me and murmurs low, “Or because of the things I did with my mouth?”
“Both.”
As if to taunt me, he licks his lips, drawing a soft sigh from me.
I’ve said too much.“I can’t believe I admitted to that,” I backtrack.
“It doesn’t get any better than this, Jules. You want me as much as I want you.” His potent words flame my desire. “Did you like being blindfolded?”
Heat creeps up my cheeks.
“I take it that’s a yes,” he concludes.
