Page 58 of The Marriage Deal
"Oh no. What's going to happen to Willow and Raine's garden wedding?"
"Hopefully, it won't rain tomorrow."
Thunder rumbled again, and this time, drops of rain followed it. Then soon a shower.
We had wandered away from the main house now and were close to a small cottage-looking house. "What's that?" I said, pointing to the charming hamlet. Levi's eyes brightened. His hand tightened around mine, and he dragged me towards the cottage.
Trees shrouded it, and when we got close, I realized it was bigger than I had thought. It looked old, at least on the outside. The stone walls were beige and lined with algae. Vines crept up the sides of the walls and on top of the flat, rippled roof. Levi tested the wooden door, and it opened easily. We rushed inside just as a downpour began.
I breathed a sigh of relief that he had escaped the rain, and as Levi secured the creaky door as I soaked in our surroundings. The inside was just as pretty as outside, but much more modern. White paint coated the walls that did not have the exposed stone brick. Shiny red terracotta tiles lined the floor, and my sneakers squeaked as I walked. And when I saw I was leaving mud prints, I removed them. Levi followed suit, removing his.
We were in the living room, where brick-red sofas surrounded a wooden table. "We can stay here until the rain subsides," I said over the rumbling of the roof being pelted by water. Levi nodded. It was most likely summer rain that will wither in an hour or two. I ventured inside and into the bedroom a floor above the farmhouse kitchen and living room. The room had a single double bed with crisp white linen.
"Pretty," Levi said, standing by the rustic door.
"It's lovely."
Suddenly the mood shifted. It was as though being in this room changed something between us. In a moment Levi, cursed, closed the space between us, took my head in his hands and kissed me hard. Full of yearning and need. Full of hunger. Likeevery time he kissed me, I responded with vigor. My tongue dancing with his. Embracing him as he devoured me. His hands traveled all over my body. Groping, squeezing, and caressing every part he touched. Like an insatiable beast driven wild with lust, he kissed me as though there were no tomorrow. But something was wrong. We could not just do this again as if nothing happened. I found the will within me to push him away. He stepped back shocked, desire still heavy in his eyes.
"What?"
"You know what. You can't just kiss me like nothing happened. You refused to touch me for weeks only to kiss me again. What the fuck, Levi?"
"Is it so bad that I want you?"
"You didn't want me before. You acted like I was a ghost."
Levi sighed. His gaze went to the floor, arms akimbo, shoulders drooped. "I wanted to—when I saw you with my family. How well you blended in with them. How they took you in without fuss, something within me freaked out." Muttering to himself, he said, "Fuck it. Might as well get it out."
He gazed at me. His eyes were full of shifting emotions. "I freaked out because it was exactly what I wanted. What I have secretly hoped for. I've wanted you for a long time now and since we got married, or rather should I say, since we started being," he put air quotes, "fuck buddies. I've wanted more than that." He marched over to me and took hold of my hand. "I want us to be more. To be in a relationship and not… whatever we are doing."
I blinked. That is what I was afraid was going to happen. That one of us would want it to be real, but the other didn't. Only this time, it seemed I was wrong. He wanted a genuine relationship. He wanted to be with me for real."Then why were you so cold to me?"
"Because I was afraid. I was sure you'd reject me. You wanted a no strings attached relationship, remember?I couldn't exactlysay I want more and end it all, but at some point, I knew if I did nothing, it would prolong our relationship."
"Oh Levi." My hand went to his face and kissed him gently. "I want us to be real. I want us to be real too."
A smile slowly appeared. "Really?"
I nodded.
"So, should we try this? The something real?"
I gave him the best answer I could think of. A long, sweet kiss. Levi let me kiss him. My lips lazily brushed his as he simply stood, his hands gently caressing my back. I indulged in the moment, my hand going to his hair, playing with it, running it through my fingers. It felt good to touch him. To feel his hair and skin under mine. My hands traveled down to his butt, and I pulled him against my center. He groaned against my lips and took control of the kiss.
I felt his hands on my stomach and realized he was taking my top off. I helped him remove it, getting out of the garment that was restraining me from feeling his touch. My hands went to his shirt, my fingers clumsy as they struggled to unpin the buttons. I had removed all except the last two, but I got frustrated that I ripped the shirt off, the buttons clattering to the floor. My hands ran down his chest, and he groaned, a sound that made me feel like I knew what I was doing. That was one of the things I liked about him. He always made me feel erotic. As if I were a sex goddess who drove him wild.
His chinos were next, followed by my jeans. Soon we were naked and swaying towards the bed. When he reached the foot of the bed, he lifted me up and placed me gently on top. Then he followed. Lying next to me, he proceeded to drop kisses down my neck, chest and lastly my pussy, where he licked and sucked until I came apart. When he drew back up again, he kissed me, tasting myself on his lips. A heady mix of his scent and mine.He slid on top of me, his cock lined with my cock, and paused. "Fuck."
"What." I was too anxious to feel him inside me I didn't realize what got him so worried.
"Did Nolan put any condoms in here?"Levi leaned over to the dresser and drew it open. "Ha!"
He brought out a pack of three and tore off one. "Here," he said. “Put it on me.” He laid back on the bed as I unwrapped the condom and took it out of the packet. The gold foil slid off the sheets while I held his cock in my hands, playing with it, making him moan before slowly rolling the condom down. Then I slid on top of him, and down his cock. We both moaned as I settled on top of him, his cock hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside me.
"You're so big," I said as I rode him. Sliding all the way up and then going back down again. Holding onto his chest, driving both of us wild as my motion sped up. His hands caressed my thighs, sliding up and down in a frantic motion that betrayed how aroused he was.He let out a strained chuckle. "You're so tight," he said with ragged breath. When they moved to my waist, Levi surprised me by turning us around. Switching our positions so I was lying on the bed and he was on top of me.
His lips went to mine as he slid inside me again and began to move slowly. His thrusts designed to torture. I lifted my legs, milking him. I smirked when he groaned. Two can play that game. Then he kissed me again, and all thoughts of games flew out of my mind, and nothing else remained save for how good he felt and how good this felt. I never wanted it to end. I wanted to be cocooned in his world and be lost there forever. Never to be found. And when I reached ecstasy, I wasn't alone. He came with me. Shaking as he held on to me tightly while I clutched my legs around him.
