Page 74 of Burning for You
“Let it watch,” Levi says sanguinely when he finds the source of interference.
Indeed. I kiss him, mumbling, “Love Bug.”
“Hmm?”
“You’re my Love Bug,”
“So I am,” he says proudly, and this time he doesn’t let me stray.
I will give him all of me. I will make him crave me. Then I will hook him with such craving that he can’t free himself from me. For I can’t be without him. If that hook slips, I’ll be lost.
Levi launches me with a small rock of his thigh, adjusting the angle of his penetration. He holds my waist to stop me from squirming and ruining his precision work.
The restraint rouses my senses, while his increased intensity is sending me to lose them altogether. I pant, “Why are we in a hurry?”
“I don’t want to make you late.”
I’m well aware he’s talking about my flight, but make me late? That sounds so much like…
On any day, I would have Levi make me late, have his seeds father my children. How cute our children will be!
Levi moans as he stops rocking me and jams his manhood solidly inside me. I swear the size of his cock has doubled since the last time I saw it outside of me. If we were trying for a baby, I would say he was indeed really trying—perhaps intending to shoot his sperm into me at twice the usual capacity.
“I’m not too far,” he sighs. “Wait for me, okay?”
Just by feeling the vibration of his voice in my ears, I return to the all-familiar valley of bliss. No man has asked me to wait for him in bed. Either I came first, or he came first, or we did together. We never really cared.
The idea of waiting for each other is extremely comforting.
But it’s easier said than done—at least for me.
I stop grinding at him, but that doesn’t stop my groin muscle from pulsing. When Levi starting rocking me again, I scream.
I squeeze his body. I hear a restrained groan, perhaps I just got his bruise. I loosen my grip and pant at his shoulder.
“Did you just…” Levi says.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry.” I feel so ashamed. If I was a man, I would’ve disappointed my lady.
His lips land on my neck, giving me a nibble. Then I feel a bite.
“God!” It stings, and the sensation goes straight to my clit. It’s half a climax, but worth its weight in gold.
“I need to give you another one, then,” Levi whispers.
Just by hearing another one, I get tingles all over my body. This man doesn’t need to do much, and he’s already worked me over. I lose all control over pacing myself.
“Levi, I’m very close…”
“Again?” he says, partly teasing me, partly not believing what he’s hearing.
“Please!”
He showers me with kisses, as if granting forgiveness. “I’m almost there, Carolyn. Just keep holding me.”
I welcome his request. It’s also gentlemanly of him not to ask me to wait again. Because I know my will isn’t that strong.
He grinds his teeth and utters a long, gnashy sigh. He’s already come, but he still moves. He hits a spot in me, as if guided by a pilot light embedded at the tip of his cock. Or it could be that the spot deep in my canal is releasing some kind of beacon. Whatever it is, my blood rushes and I come sensationally.