me what to do.
Levi kneels in front me. He kisses my hands, which are rested on my knees. His hands move up my thighs to the small of my back. Laying his head in my lap, he sighs. I pick his head up with my hands. “Kiss me?”
Levi rises off of his knees and pushes my shoulders until they reach the comfort of the bed. I’m thinking he’s going to kiss me but his lips dart to the spot behind my ear. Damn, I like it. His mouth is all over my neck, sucking and licking heightening all of my senses. Finally, his mouth is on mine. Our tongues dance together in an easy motion.
I begin to shiver but I’m not cold. “It’s okay. It’s okay,” Levi whispers over and over again. His mouth moves from mine and slides down my neck. His hands are on my waist grasping on the edge of my shirt. It’s pushed up my chest and over my head, leaving my stomach and bra exposed. I’m propped up enough for Levi’s fingers to unclasp my bra allowing my breasts to spill out of the restriction.
Again, my shoulders hit the bed and Levi’s urgent mouth is on my breasts giving them the attention, like he did my neck. I can feel him starting to lose control. The proof is in the hardness against my leg. I decide to hurry things along because I don’t want it to end disappointing for either of us. I remove his shirt, feeling each muscle and piece of warm skin beneath my hands.
This is my favorite part. I love being chest to chest with him. It makes me feel like we are connected. While I relish in the thought of our hearts speaking to each other through our skin, Levi unbuttons my jeans allowing me to shimmy the garment and my panties down my legs. Kneeling above me, Levi unbuttons his pants and removes them in a similar fashion.
As he is above me, I take all of him in. I felt him below the waist before, but seeing it so closely, in light, instead of dark makes this experience real. He’s thick and long. I find myself wondering how in the world he is going to fit inside of me. Sensing my fear, Levi runs his hand down the front of my chest feeling each nipple, sending pleasurable quakes through my body. “You’re the prettiest girl I have ever known.” I pull him to me allowing him to kiss me wherever he wants.
His hands slip between my legs rubbing me over and over again. And…I’m lost in the feeling. Each time he rubs me in the spot that is most sensitive, I begin to arch against him. I know where this is going and I love it. Levi has done this to me many times over the past few weeks. It’s like fiery explosion of forbidden senses. The slickness between my legs is becoming overwhelming. Levi uses the overload of resources to rub my spot faster and faster until I’m screaming his name.
He allows me to come down by kissing me and caressing my thighs. His hands are between my legs again and I’m hoping he won’t touch me again there because I feel so sensitive. Instead, I feel a finger slip inside of me using the slickness to move back and forth. It feels fine. I’m almost hopeful that sex feels somewhat the same way. Then, he slips a second finger into me. Again, it feels okay. I wouldn’t say I like it but it’s not a terrible feeling.
While moving his fingers inside me, he kisses my breasts sort of grunting as he works. That’s the part that is turning me on…his reaction to what he is doing to me. He abruptly removes his fingers from inside of me and gazes at me with glazed affection. “Lena, I need to get in you. If you aren’t sure, now is the time to tell me.”
This is it. Everything that I have been holding onto for so long is about to be given away. But, I know I’ve made the right decision. Levi is worth it. “I’m
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