Free Levi by Bailey Bradford

what Levi had been hoping would happen. He didn’t think he could concentrate on a conversation when he was burning up with desire.
    His back hit the wall hard enough to knock the breath from his lungs, then Lyndon was on him, pressed so tightly to him Levi could feel Lyndon’s heart beating a rapid staccato.
    “We’ll talk later, much later,” Lyndon growled right before crushing Levi’s lips under his.
    Levi’s mind shorted out and hot spikes of need shot to his dick. Lyndon wedged a hand between them and cupped Levi’s balls, giving them a squeeze that had Levi’s ass clenching. He looped his arms around Lyndon’s shoulders, grabbing his shirt and rending seams. His mouth was plundered, Lyndon claiming every bit of it using forceful sweeps of his tongue.
    “ He’ll talk now, before he mauls my grandson anymore. There are just some things a grandma shouldn’t see.”
    Levi yelped and banged his head on the wall. Lyndon cursed and stumbled back, swinging around to where Grandma Marybeth stood in the kitchen doorway. Levi couldn’t look away from Lyndon’s mouth, his lips rosy and wet from their kiss, parted while he panted, much like Levi was doing.
    “Who are you?” Lyndon asked then closed his eyes and snorted. “Stupid question. Marybeth, right?”
    Levi had filled Lyndon in on who was who in his family during the time they were working on cleaning the hotel room, which still stank to high heaven in his opinion. If he had his way, Lyndon wouldn’t be returning there. Wouldn’t be leaving, either.
    Marybeth, all five-foot-two of her, gave Lyndon a look that should have scorched the skin right off him. “And you’re Lyndon Hines. At least you aren’t stupid. Oscar had his doubts. Oscar’s a good boy. He told me what happened as soon as he and Drake got back.”
    And a bit of tattling was what Levi got for not insisting Oscar hang around and wait for them to finish up the room. Instead, Levi had agreed it would be best to let Oscar ride with Drake since their other brother was in town.
    “Oscar.” Levi closed his eyes as he slumped against the wall. Right now it was all that was holding him up. The sudden switch from being wildly aroused to not, courtesy of his grandmother’s appearance, had sapped the strength from his body. He slid down the wall anyway, grunting as he landed on his butt. “I’m going to strangle Oscar.”
    Lyndon’s sharp laughter had Levi snapping his eyes open and glaring at him. Lyndon shook his head and casually leaned on the back of the couch. “He’s just watching out for you.”
    “As am I,” Marybeth said, walking over to stand beside Levi. “Get up. You’re not some wilting flower type.”
    Cheeks burning, Levi did as he was told, averting his face from Lyndon.
    Marybeth patted his back then nudged him. “Have a seat. You too,” she added to Lyndon.
    Both men sat on the couch, Lyndon unhesitatingly placing his hand on Levi’s knee as he watched Marybeth. She had greying hair and soft features, and should have appeared grandmotherly. Instead she reminded Levi of a leopardess protecting her young. Her grey eyes glowed, a fierceness in their depths that was almost tangible, and her rounded, wrinkled face seemed to sharpen, giving her the look of a huntress after prey. She studied Lyndon for a full minute then sat back in her chair gracefully, like a queen reclining on her throne.
    “Cougar, Oscar said.” She cut her eyes at Levi and let him know in one quick glance she wasn’t happy with him “Since Levi didn’t seem to think it important to inform me about his…encounter you two had a week ago, you get to answer all the questions.”
    Lyndon settled into the cushions, leaning back and pulling Levi closer to his side. It was weird to be cuddling in front of his grandma, but Levi wasn’t about to protest. Not when Lyndon felt so right beside him.
    “I would think Levi had a good reason for not telling you about our ‘encounter’. Most grandkids