by Katie Reus
You can’t.
She slid a hand down to his chest and lightly pushed. “Levi—” she started again but he cut her off when he grabbed her by the hips and tugged her so that she had to straddle his lap. Her knees sank into the couch, pushing her farther over his erection. She couldn’t fight the moan that escaped at the feel of that thickness between her legs.
“Here or one of the beds?” he murmured against her mouth.
“Bed.” It was all she could manage to squeeze out even though she knew she should have said no. But she knew herself well enough that she’d regret it forever if she didn’t take this time with Levi. Because she’d never get another chance after tonight. For once she was going to be selfish, to take what she wanted. The intense attraction to him had surprised her probably as much as it had seemed to shock him and she just couldn’t walk away from this kind of chemistry.
The word had barely left her lips before he stood with her in his arms, his long muscular legs eating up the distance down the hallway to the nearest bedroom. The guestroom she’d seen earlier. It was bare except for a queen-size bed with a blue comforter set. And a bed was all they needed. She didn’t give a shit about the decorations.
Taking her by surprise, he set her down on the edge of the bed and slowly reached out and cupped her cheek. He was being so gentle it stunned her. She’d expected him to more or less pounce so this took her off guard. “What are you doing?” she whispered, not surprised when her voice shook. She was barely keeping it together. Her entire body hummed with a raw awareness that she knew only he could satisfy and it seemed as if he wanted to take his time.
Keeping his gaze on hers, he let his hand fall and reached for the button of her black pants. Wordlessly, he undid them before helping her shimmy out of them. The whole time he kept his eyes glued to hers, the heat in that dark gaze growing with each second.
She could feel herself falling under his spell, helpless to stop it as he reached for her touristy Florida T-shirt. She was already damp between her legs and they hadn’t even done anything. Her nipples tightened as she thought of him seeing all of her. He might have seen a flash of skin in the bathroom of that first safe house but that was different. She didn’t plan to throw soap at his head this time.
Acting braver than she felt, Selene lifted her arms and let him tug the shirt and her skin-tone camisole top off. Once she was completely bared to his dark gaze she couldn’t even think about covering up. She loved the way he was staring at her, as if she was the most desirable woman on the planet. It was thrilling and made her feel powerful in a way she’d never imagined.
When he knelt in between her legs, she grew even wetter. She should probably tell him she hadn’t done the actual deed before, but what if he stopped? She’d fooled around with guys in the past and had almost made the decision to sleep with her first and only real boyfriend, but when she’d discovered what a piece of garbage he was, things had ended and . . . right about now she wished she had a little more experience.
“Where’d you just go?” Levi murmured as he slid a hand up one of her bare thighs.
His palm was hot against her skin and she wondered what it would feel like to have him cupping her most intimate area. It seemed unfair that she was practically naked except for her thong and he was still dressed. Especially since she wanted to see and touch everything she’d been fantasizing about.
“Nowhere,” she whispered, reaching out for his T-shirt. Yeah, that had to go.
“Don’t lie to me. Not here.” As he spoke, he slid his hand the rest of the way up her thigh and teased the edge of the barely there black lace, dipping underneath until his finger teased the top of her mound. He wasn’t even close to her clit, but her inner walls clenched in need just the same.
“I was thinking . . . that this isn’t casual for me.” Shit, why had she said that? A man like Levi didn’t want to hear that.
“You think it is for me?” he asked as he withdrew his hand.
Just when she was about to mourn the loss of his touch, he cupped her mound over her thong. She held on to his shoulders to steady herself, feeling more exposed than she ever had, but at the same time completely free.
Levi might hate her once everything was said and done but for now she knew she could trust him with her body. She’d been fantasizing about this since he’d approached her at the party.
Slowly, he rubbed the heel of his palm over her clit. “You gonna answer?” he demanded in a harsh whisper.
“I don’t know.” It was the truth. She didn’t know what this was for him. Even so, she trusted him right here and right now.
“I haven’t been with anyone since my wife. I haven’t wanted to—until you. This isn’t fucking casual.” His dark eyes glittered with so much emotion it made it hard to breathe.
She tried to rein the words back in, to keep from telling him what he deserved to know—what she didn’t want to say. But she knew she had to. It wasn’t even that big of a deal, but he had a right to know. “I haven’t been with anyone. Ever.”
He blinked as he stopped rubbing his palm against her clit. At least he didn’t completely remove his hand. “What?”
She shrugged, suddenly feeling exposed in a way she hadn’t seconds ago. “It’s not like I’ve been saving myself for marriage or anything. And it’s not like I’m completely inexperienced. I’ve done . . . stuff. I was recruited young and I haven’t had a conventional upbringing I guess.” That being the understatement of the freaking century.
He slowly started moving his palm again, the friction wonderful. “How old were you?” he asked, sliding her thong completely to the side so that it was flesh to flesh.
His callused finger teased the entrance of her slit but he didn’t penetrate or make a move to tease her clit any harder. Combined with his intense gaze on her face it was hard to concentrate on his question. Just the feel of him caressing her like this was so different from her own touch.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she found her voice. “Sixteen.”
He frowned at her answer and she understood why. It was incredibly young but her job had saved her life in more ways than one and she’d be forever grateful. “How old are you now?”
She was glad he hadn’t stopped what he was doing but she couldn’t believe he wanted to talk. Obviously he didn’t care that she was a virgin so why talk? Unless . . . iciness slid through her veins as another thought occurred. What if this was about information gathering?
Levi’s hand dropped, his gaze darkening as he placed both hands on her bare thighs. “What?” he bit out, as if he’d read her mind.
“Why do you want to know how old I am?” She hated that she was so mistrustful but after the way she’d grown up and considering her job, it would be weird if she wasn’t this way. Her mistrust was also part of the reason she hadn’t slept with anyone before. Even with her ex, she’d never truly trusted him, not with her body. Something she could see now with perfect hindsight. But with Levi, she knew who he was. Or she thought she did. And no matter what, she trusted him in this.
For a moment he looked angry. Then he sighed and leaned forward, brushing his lips over hers. “I want to know everything about you but not for any ulterior motive. The only answer I need to know is if you’re on birth control.”
She nodded. All female agents went on birth control before an op and she’d been on so many over the years she’d just never gone off.
“I’m clean,” he rasped out, his voice shaking. Even his hands trembled against her. It made her feel better that she wasn’t the only one shaken by what was happening between them.
“So you still want to . . . ?”
He let out a sharp sound that might have been a laugh before he pushed up from his kneeling position and slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue teasing and demanding and making everything inside her wake up and take notice.
Okay then, that answered her question.
In a completely dominant display he covered her body with his, grabbi
ng her by the hips. As she clutched on to him he moved them farther up the bed so that she was stretched out beneath him. The feel of his taut, muscular body above hers made her shudder. She arched into him, her nipples brushing against that rock-hard chest and she cursed that his T-shirt was still in the way.
When he pulled back from her, she was afraid he was stopping, but then he began feathering little kisses along her jaw as one hand moved from her hip to her breast. He didn’t stroke her nipple like she wanted though; he just held her breast carefully while he nibbled down to her ear. His teeth pressed down on her earlobe and she swore she felt the action all the way to her clit. That shouldn’t have even been all that erotic, but it was Levi’s mouth on her body. It didn’t matter that it was just her ear. Unable to stop herself she let out a moan.
Unsure what he planned, she felt as if she was walking on a tightrope, just waiting to fall. It was clear he knew what he was doing and for that she was thankful.
“If I do anything you don’t want just tell me to stop, okay?” he murmured against her neck as he finally rubbed a thumb over her hard nipple.
Her inner walls clenched at the erotic caress. “I want more than this,” she blurted, then cringed.
His head popped up so that he was looking directly down at her. “More?” He pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
She nodded and somehow found her voice. “You’re going too slow,” she whispered.
A wicked smile spread across his face that she felt all the way to her toes. It softened his normally harsh expression, making him look years younger. That look should be illegal. “I just didn’t want to scare you if I went too fast,” he murmured. When he spoke there was a raw vulnerability in his voice. He was normally hard to read but he was being serious.
He was worried she’d back out? Hell no.
“I’m twenty-three,” she whispered, answering what he’d asked earlier, wanting him to know more about her, wanting him to know something real. “My parents and sister died when I was fourteen and because of certain skills I have, I managed to do just fine on my own for about a year and a half. Then I got on someone’s radar. Someone bad. That’s when Wesley saved me.” There was a whole lot more to that story but now wasn’t the time and she didn’t want to strip herself completely bare. At least not emotionally. But Levi deserved to know more about her. It made what they were about to do feel . . . right.
He watched her for a long moment, his gaze intense and searching. Taking her by surprise, his lips curved up again in that wicked way that made her body tremble with need. “Shit, twenty-three.”
The way he said her age made her smile. She knew how old he was from his file. “Ten years isn’t that big of a difference.” She’d never been a kid anyway. She’d never had the chance. Her smile fell when he dipped his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. “Oh . . .” She didn’t know what to say; couldn’t have found any words anyway as he sucked the tight bud into his mouth.
She felt the tug all the way to her pulsing clit, as if the two were connected by a wire. When he made a groaning sound against her breast, the vibration hummed through her, getting her even more worked up.
She’d touched herself before and fooled around with a couple of guys in addition to her ex-boyfriend, but nothing had ever felt this good. She knew it was because this was Levi’s mouth and hands on her.
He cupped her other breast while he continued his torturous assault with his tongue. Flicking and teasing her nipple, he lashed the hard bud in a rhythm so erotic she could barely catch her breath. He used a slower rhythm with his thumb and forefinger on her other nipple. The difference in tempo was making her pant out his name. “Levi, more.” Damn him, he was going to tease her as long as he could. The black silky scrap of material covering her mound was so soaked it was a little embarrassing.
But at least he was rock hard between her legs. The clothing between them did nothing to hide his need for her. Knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him sent a sharp thrill through her.
She rolled her hips, enjoying the feel of his erection sliding over her covered mound. She wanted him inside her. Finally he shuddered, showing a thin crack in that hard veneer.
So she rolled them again. He surged up, his cock rubbing against her insistently. She slid her fingers into his dark hair, needing more contact with him.
To her disappointment he tore his mouth from her breast. When he started a hot path of kisses down her belly, she immediately tensed.
Levi froze at her navel and looked up, his dark eyes cautious. “You okay?”
She nodded, her throat tight. She was more than ready for sex but oral sex felt more personal and intimate. And she didn’t care how much the media made it out to be no big deal, it was to her.
“Don’t lie or hold back,” he whispered before dropping a kiss on her stomach. He didn’t go any farther though, just traced a design over her bare skin with his tongue, making her shudder. “If you’re worried about me going down on you, you should know I’ve been fantasizing about burying my face between your legs since you let me touch you on Shah’s dock. I wanted to fall to my knees then, even knowing who you worked for, and make you scream my name in pleasure.”
His words made her face flame but he wasn’t done.
“I’ve been imagining what your pussy will look like spread for me, how pink your lips will be and—”
“Levi.” She didn’t know what else she intended to say, only that she needed him to stop talking before she melted into a puddle right there.
That grin was back as he once again dipped his head against her stomach. This time there was no stopping him. He grasped the edge of her panties and tugged down, practically ripping them off her.
When she was completely bare to him, her legs spread for him to see all of her, she couldn’t believe she’d ever been nervous. The hungry, possessive look in his dark eyes stole her breath. He truly wanted her for her. This wasn’t about the job or anything else, just pure hunger and wanting to please her.
He paused there for a long moment just staring at her, his gaze raking over her entire body from head to toe as if he wanted to memorize every inch of her. When those eyes narrowed back on the juncture between her thighs her inner walls tightened.
She slightly lifted her hips, meeting his mouth as he covered her most intimate area. She thought she’d been ready but at the feel of his tongue swiping up the length of her slit, she groaned out his name. “Levi.”
The sound of his name on her lips seemed to spur him on. He grasped her inner thighs with enough pressure that she couldn’t move her legs, holding her in place. The sensation of being restrained by him was oddly erotic. She slid her fingers back into his hair, loving the feel of holding his head while he pleasured her.
He teased her mercilessly, his talented tongue stroking her up and down, tasting all of her before he focused on her clit. He teased her with just the right rhythm to make her body tremble and her inner walls convulse with the desperate need to be filled. Then he pulled back from her sensitive bundle of nerves and resumed his teasing.
“More,” she demanded, unable to stop the word from tearing from her throat.
He practically growled against her slick opening and maybe that was what he’d needed from her. Still holding one thigh, he released the other and gently teased her lips apart as he focused on her clit with his tongue.
As he continued stroking her, she jerked against his mouth, unable to show any sort of control.
Slowly he started sliding a finger inside her, groaning as he pushed deeper. She clenched around him, savoring every second. A small part of her had expected discomfort but there was none. Of course, his finger was different from his cock. Still, he felt amazing as he stretched her with one, then two fingers, moving in and out of her.
It was too much and not enough. Her nipples tingled in awareness and her inner walls clenched tighter and tighter around him as she rushed toward climax. She might have pleasured herself befo
re but this already felt different.
More intense.
When Levi made an almost growling sound against her clit, she lost it. Something inside her was set free as he increased his strokes. The orgasm that had been building inside her crested before pushing her into a freefall of sensation as all her nerve endings lit up in pleasure.
Uncaring about how she looked, she didn’t hold back, rolling her hips against his face as her orgasm seemed to go on forever, pulsing out to all her nerves as she came down from her high. Her eyes closed and her head fell back against the sheets as she let the pleasure take over.
When he completely withdrew his fingers, her eyes snapped open. Levi crawled up over her body and slowly peeled off his shirt, revealing inch after delicious inch of the most perfect male form she’d ever seen. She’d seen him before but now she could look her fill and drink in those taut, muscular lines. She might be satisfied but she wanted so much more; she wanted all of him.
She went to unbutton his pants but he moved back out of her reach and quickly shucked them himself. That was when she discovered he went commando. Another burst of heat flooded her at the sight of his thick erection. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Moving like a sleek panther, he was back on the bed in seconds, moving between her thighs, his hard length insistently nudging at her opening as he leaned down to kiss her.
She could taste herself on his lips and was surprised by how erotic it was. Reaching around his big body, she dug her fingers into his back as he pushed deeper inside her. Being stretched and filled by him was the most wonderful sensation. Pulling back from his wicked mouth she watched him as he thrust completely inside her, fully burying himself.
There was a slight give as she molded around his thickness but no pain like she’d expected. Just a fleeting discomfort. Oh, she was sure she’d be sore later but this was wonderful. And she knew it was because this was Levi.
Thankfully he didn’t ask how she was doing, just watched her face intently as he pulled back out.
The way he stared at her was so intimate that she was tempted to look away. But she wanted to see his expression as he came.