Do I snore?
Talk in my sleep?
Thrash around and throat punch?
Oh, God! Why would I even put that thought out there?
Levi was wearing a pair of athletic shorts and a t-shirt like he had the previous nights, but when he walked around to the other side of the bed, his hands went to the hem of his shirt.
“Um…what are you doing?” she demanded.
“Just…taking my shirt off. It’s a little warm in here.”
Relaxing slightly, she replied, “Yeah, Gammy doesn’t believe in using the air conditioning to its full potential. I can go adjust the thermostat.” Jumping from the bed, Willow left the room and did just that. No doubt she’d hear about it in the morning how the house was freezing, but…she’d live.
Back in the room, a shirtless Levi greeted her from the bed, and she swore her ovaries sighed.
Down, girls…
Closing the door and locking it again, she walked around to her side of the bed and carefully slid under the blankets–all the while praying she wasn’t drooling at the sight of Levi in her bed.
Because a shirtless Levi was…well…it was pretty damn fantastic.
They sat side by side, shoulder to shoulder in silence for a solid minute before Levi exhaled loudly .
“This shouldn’t be awkward, right? I mean, we’ve known each other for months, and we’ve been getting…you know…closer…in the last few days. And we slept next to each other–sort of–at Nat’s house.” He turned his head and looked at her. “This is going to be okay.”
Wordlessly, she nodded.
Smiling, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips and that made her instantly relax. Within minutes they were shifting until they were completely lying down, and it felt so good to be half-naked with him. Levi was warm and hard all over.
All. Over.
Last night when they had fooled around on the bed was nothing compared to right now.
Maybe it was because they were both barely dressed. Or maybe it was because it was still a bit forbidden for them to be doing this.
But Willow strongly believed their reaction to each other was full-throttled lust.
It was the longest foreplay possibly in the history of foreplay, and if they ever got the chance to be in a bed that wasn’t owned by one of their family members, she seriously suspected that they would be out and out explosive together.
And I really hope I get to test that theory out soon!
One large hand reached up and cupped her breast, and, luckily, he was kissing her and that muffled her moan of pleasure. While she knew Gammy wouldn’t be able to hear them from her room, she wouldn’t put it past her to be nosy either.
Stop thinking of your grandmother, you dork! You have this incredibly sexy man in bed with you! Focus on that!
And as Levi slowly moved down her body–with both his hands and lips–all of Willow’s attention went with him.
“I must say, Willow. Well done.”
It was really hard to relax in the massaging chair while getting the world's greatest foot rub when all your grandmother wanted to do was talk about sex.
The car ride over had been hell.
The only silver lining was that her mother had opted out of getting pedicures–she thought the salons were too unsanitary.
I wish I had thought of that…
“Gammy, please…”
“All I’m saying is I…” She paused and seemed to consider her words. Reaching over, she held one of Willow’s hands. “Now, don’t be upset with me, but…”
“But…?”
“But I was beginning to think you made him up.”
Eyes wide, Willow had no idea what to say. Her mouth seemed like it was moving, but no words came out.
“You were always so vague on the phone whenever we talked about Levi, and at first, I thought you were just being shy. Then I thought you didn’t want to share because the relationship was new and you didn’t want to jinx it.” She sighed. “But after a while, I thought he was a figment of your imagination, and honestly, I didn’t want to embarrass you by calling you out on it.”
Maybe I can go for a bikini wax and get away from this.
“When the two of you pulled into my driveway though, hoo-wee! I got a glimpse of Levi and thought, what a lucky girl you are!”
Seriously, hot wax all over my crotch would be less painful…
“And his hands! Oh, my…he has the kind of large hands that you know can make you tingle in all the right places!” She shook Willow’s hand excitedly. “Is he a good kisser?”
“Gams, I’m really not comfortable talking about this with you. Or anyone, really. What Levi and I have is…private.”
“Sweetie, there’s nothing wrong with sharing just a little bit. It’s all harmless fun. I mean, I’m 75 years old. It’s not like I haven’t been where you are. I mean, your grandfather–God rest his soul–was a wonderful husband and a fantastic lover…”
“OH MY GOD!” her hands flew over her ears.
“Sex is a healthy part of life! I’m not asking for specifics, just a general idea. Although, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wish for you to have a fantastic sex life too. You’re young and pretty and have such a curvy little body! Honestly, I wish my boobs were still…”
“Lalalalala!” Willow cried out as she stuck her fingers in her ears.
Gammy swatted at her arm. “I never would have pegged you for a prude, Willow. I have to say, I’m a little disappointed.” And with a dramatic sigh, she turned her attention to the nail attendant who was massaging her feet. “That feels wonderful. Thank you.”
They sat in silence for several minutes until Willow couldn’t take it anymore. “Okay, Gam, here’s the thing,” she began carefully. “I’m just not used to…you know…talking sex with anyone other than my friends. My mother never talks about it…”
“Your mother’s too uptight.”
No argument there…
“You know what I’m saying. We never did this before and…”
“You never brought a sexy boyfriend here before.”
“We never did this before,” she repeated
