Page 85 of Cactus Heart
“Hold on. Pause,” he said seriously. He held up the phone and sent the picture, then tossed it down on the bed, giving me his full attention. “Do you want me to come inside you? Without a condom?”
“Yes,” I answered immediately. “But there’s no pressure to. I am on birth control and it’s something I enjoy. Although, maybe we should talk to Mateo too.”
Levi nodded earnestly, tightening his arms around me. “That’s a good idea. I want to come inside you. The thought alone turns me on. I’d be a liar if I said that didn’t do it for me. But let’s wait until we talk with Mateo tomorrow. Let’s see where the three of us are at. I’ve tested recently and came back negative, but I still rather check in with him first.”
“Me too,” I said with a smile. “It’s good to have something to look forward to.”
“It is,” he agreed.
“Which means . . . one more round, then you have to show me your photos. It’s a requirement.”
“A requirement, eh?”
He backed me toward the bed and dropped me in the center, his cock raging hard, throbbing and begging to fill me up. My hand slid down to my pussy, my eyes popping wide as I realized how wet I was.
“Fuck,” he grunted, feasting his gaze on my fingers sliding in and out of myself.
“Levi,please.”
Precum beaded at the head of his cock. The very thought of him coming inside me again sent little shock waves through my body, even with a condom on. My teeth sank into my lower lip as I drank every part of him in. His chest hair, the V line at his hips, the veins that traced his cock.
Fuck.Lucky.I was damn lucky.
His breath huffed as he grabbed a condom and rolled it on. The bed shifted as he joined me, his arms wrapping around my waist and rolling me over onto all fours. I squeaked as he drew my hips back and pushed my chest into the blankets.
Levi leaned past me and snatched a pillow, quickly wedging it beneath my stomach for comfort.Damn, what a man. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my mind glazing over with lust as I slid my hand down between myself and the pillow. I was wet and needy and desperate for him to fuck me again.
My fingers settled against my clit and I whimpered as I circled it.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he rasped. “Damn, Avery. Look at you.”
“I need you.”
Levi became motionless for just a second and looked dumbstruck. The power of being desired thrummed through me. He shook his head, sucking in a breath as he positioned himself against me, guiding his cock against my pussy.
The moment he pushed into me, we groaned together, his cock spearing me with heat.
“Fuck,” he gasped. “Fuck, Avery.”
“Fuck me,”was all I could say.
He gripped my hips hard, holding me in place as I buried my face into the blankets. Our moans filled the bedroom, music to my ears as he drove into me.Fuck.My eyes rolled back, my fingers gripping the blanket. I swore, he was going to make me drool. The sounds of our skin slapping together followed as he fucked me harder.
It felt so fucking good to be bent over like this for him, every thought getting railed out of me.
“You take me so well,” he growled. “You look so good like this, baby.Fuck.”
I pushed my hips back to meet each thrust, taking his cock deeper with every movement. I cried out, my face pressing into the blankets and muffling every little noise I made for him.
“Levi,” I gasped. “Please don’t stop. Please. Fuck.Right there. Right there.”
He kept the rhythm, hitting the same sweet spot that was driving me wild. My back muscles tensed as I gripped the sheets harder, his thrusts sending a rush of euphoric lust through me. His cock was so fucking hard and I was so close to the edge, fighting the need to come as I heard his breaths shorten, his movements turning jerky as he got closer and closer to orgasming.
It was as if heneededto make me come. Even though he was right on the edge, he was holding out to make sure I came first. Itwisted slightly, looking over my shoulder at him before my eyes shut, a gasp tearing from me.
Every thrust was harder, deeper. He leaned forward, sliding his hand beneath me and pressing his fingers against my clit. I whimpered as he started to circle me quickly, still fucking me with the same brutal rhythm.
“Fuck,” I cried. “Oh god.”
