Page 42 of The Marriage Deal
Levi kissed me back up, his lips traveling back to my stomach, to my chest, to my neck and finally to my lips where he kissed me again. A sweetness that made me lightheaded as I tasted myselfon him. I captured his head in my hands, kissing him deeper. He straightened on his elbows, drawing away from me. I opened my eyes and realized he still had all of his clothes on while I was buck naked.
"That's not fair," I rasped.
Levi got up and hurriedly removed his clothes. "One moment." He went to his bag and in record time came back with a condom. I got up to my elbows. My gaze traveled down his naked body. He was well-sculpted. I knew he worked out almost routinely, but his usual suit and tie attire hid a well-defined body. It made me self-conscious about my own slightly pudgy body until he sucked his breath and said, "You're so hot."
My cheeks flamed up, and I drew my gaze away from his eyes to his cock, which was stiff and like an iron rod, pointed straight directly at me. My already drenched pussy gushed with anticipation of what was about to happen. He came down on top of me again, drawing me down onto the bed, and kissed me once more. His lips more urgent this time than before. We're about to do it, I thought. And I wanted him more than ever. I was still feeling the aftereffects of my orgasm, and still, I was eager for more.
My hands went to his cock, and he gasped in my mouth when I stroked him. He twitched in my hand. A bead of pre-cum pearling at the top. I brushed it around the head and stroked him again. Going fast and slow, milking him, as he bit my neck and collar. Suddenly, he jerked away from me.
"If you go on like that, I will come on your hand, and I want my first time with you to be inside you.'' He put on the condom with such great speed that I was surprised when he took both of my hands in his, and drew them above my head. "You're too handsy," he said against my lips. His other hand went to my pussy and stroked inside. "And drenched. Like a greedy slut."
"You're the one who made me come."
"And I will make you come again," he said and entered me with one full stroke. He buried himself to the hilt, and we both moaned against each other. He was big. And made me feel full. And as if he was aware of how he felt inside me, he paused, and let my pussy stretch to accommodate him while he dropped small kisses on my lips, cheek and neck. Then he drove in. Thrusting slowly at first. Agonizingly slow. I rotated my hips to meet him, urging him to go faster, and then he increased the speed of his thrusts. Fucking me like a madman, driving me closer and closer to the edge.I've never felt like this before. Not with Wyatt, not with anyone.
Levi let go of my hands, only to place his on my waist, draw me up and switched our positions so he was sitting on the bed while I was sitting on top of him, straddled on his lap, my knees on either side of his thighs.
His cock hit a different spot at this angle.
"Ride me, baby," he said in my ear. I did as he said and thrust my hips up and down on his cock. But my pace was too slow for him, and he aided me by rocking me up and down on his cock, holding me by my waist.
"Levi." My moans were coming out chopped and rasped as I neared the orgasm. Levi's hand left my waist to slide down to my center, where he rubbed my nub until I came hard. My juices running down his cock and balls. His orgasm came soon after mine. He froze, then jerked and let out a guttural groan that made me feel like the sexiest woman in the world for making him lose himself like that.
Weak and bone-weary, he collapsed onto the bed, and I followed him. My body splayed on top of his. We laid like that for a while contemplating what just happened, but also too tired to want to move. Levi's hands wrapped around me. When I tried to get up, Levi held me to him. "Am I not hurting you?"
"Never."
We lay in the serene peace of the night. The only sounds filtering in were crickets chirping outside and trees rustling in the wind. Our hearts beat in sync, the rhythm slowing as time passed. At some point we disentangled, moaning when he withdrew from me. He got up and went to dispose of the condom. While he was in the bathroom, I heard the shower running, and thought he was taking one only for him to wade back in, scoop me up and carry me to the bathroom.
We showered together. Andwe lazily soaped each other,spending way too much time under the hot rivulets than was necessary. Levi lathered my body with soap then washed it away. Then kissed and licked every part of my body as I leaned on the walls of the stall, afraid of falling into a puddle. Then he kneeled, lifted my leg and placed it on his shoulder, and licked my center until I came apart again. I returned the favor and sucked him, giving him a blowjob that drove him so wild he tore off my shower cap and jerked in my mouth as he came.
"Sorry," he said when I got up.
"It's okay. As long as you promise to help me blow my hair tomorrow."
He chuckled. "Deal."
He dried both of us and carried me back to bed. I got inside, and he came to sleep beside me. Sleep found me faster than usual, and in no time I was probably snoring, if what Levi said was true.
The following morning came sooner than I expected. Levi was already awake when I woke up. His side of the bed empty and cold.I glanced around the room to see him emerge from the bathroom, already dressed.
I glanced at the balcony. The sun was streaming in, brightening the room."What time is it?"
"Eight o'clock."
"What! Are the others gone!" I jolted up. The sheet that was covering me fell to my waist, exposing my breasts. I drew the sheet back up. Levi rolled his eyes.
"Are you forgetting what we did last night?"
I averted my gaze. My embarrassment was because I remembered every detail of last night. We had sex. Levi and I had not just slept together once, we had also done other things in the shower. It felt right in the seductive evening, but in the harsh morning light? I tried to look for any reason to hate what we did, but I could not find it. I could not justify regretting it. I've never felt like that before, and I wanted more. I wanted him again. Now.
"No," I said, "But it should not happen again."
"Why? I liked it."
"Thanks for the seal of approval, but it's inappropriate and we should never do it again." As much as I enjoyed myself in his arms. It was better if we stuck to our original agreement. Sex made everything messy, no matter how good it was.
His brow furrowed. "Inappropriate?"
