Page 145 of So This Is War
“Levi?”
“Hmm?” I ask as my palm presses against her stomach, bringing her in even closer.
“You’re really hard.” She rubs her ass against my erection.
“I know,” I say.
“Do you need to take care of that?”
Yes, if you could sit on it and bounce up and down while I stare at your delicious body, that would be amazing, thanks.
“I’m good unless it makes you uncomfortable.”
“No,” she says softly. “I think it’s hot.” She twists just enough so she’s looking back at me. “Incredibly hot.”
And then she stays there, staring up at me.
I stare down at her.
My hand perched on her stomach, her bare breasts inches from my hand.
Her tongue peeks out and wets her lips.
I inwardly groan as I wet my lips as well.
And when neither one of us makes a move, neither one of us breaks for the kiss, feeling desperate for this to end, I let my thumb caress her bare breast.
Her eyes squeeze shut, so I do it again.
She twists just a touch more, and I curse that she’s under the blankets covering her up.
When her eyes fall to my mouth, I push it a bit farther, then move my thumb just a little higher and stroke the underside of her hard nipples.I need this to be over.
“Fuck,” she groans as I hold my breath, waiting for her to snap.
When she doesn’t move, I do it again.
And again.
And fucking again, but she leans into it.
She pants.
Her chest fucking heaves, but she doesn’t crack.
Instead, her teeth pull on her bottom lip as her hand moves between us and, to my surprise, presses against my cock.
Mother of fuck.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, a groan on the tip of my tongue.
With her palm flat on my length, I shift my pelvis into her hand where she squeezes me just enough to nearly make me choke on my own saliva.
And that’s when I feel it, my will slipping.
My focus draining.
My mission failing.
