Levi pressed his hardness against my backside, and I rubbed ass against his length, unable to help myself. Whatever lesson he had in mind, I was totally game. I couldn’t not be. This might not be a good time to lose myself in him, but I didn’t care.
I needed to lose myself right now, and there was no better person to help me do it.
One of his hands traced my spine, causing me to shiver. No other man in the history of history ever made me feel like this. It was true: I didn’t want anyone else. For me, it was only him. I’d unknowingly written off every other guy the moment Levi strolled into my life with that confident swagger, the way he dared me to challenge him. How could I not fall for him? It was written in the stars, as much as I believed in fate.
If something happened, and we weren’t together after SCC, I knew no other man would ever feel as good. No other man would ever drive me as crazy as this one drove me. I’d hit my peak early, go figure. If Levi left, there was no other way to go but down.
The moment I felt his tip prod at my entrance, I filled my lungs with the steamy air, bracing myself against the wall. Just from the angle he came at me, it was a bit uncomfortable at first, but once he was in, he was in, and my body adjusted to his addition quickly. My body craved his just as much as I did, like it had a mind of its own: yep, dick’s inside, so now I can relax.
When he pulled his hips back, dragging out his length only to push it back in, I might’ve let out a groan. Making noise in the bathroom was probably something to avoid, especially since any of the girls on my floor could waltz in and hear what was going on, but it was hard to care, harder to see reason.
Levi’s hands held onto my hips as he thrust into me, fucking me against the wall, in the shower. Not a place I thought I’d ever get nailed, but hey, there was a first time for everything, I supposed. I arched my back more, my face mere inches from the wall, my way of wordlessly asking for more. I’d take every inch he’d give me, and then some.
My eyes closed, and I inhaled a sharp breath when he filled me up to my core. So deep I thought I could feel him in my stomach—an exaggeration there, but if you saw the size of his cock, you’d understand. The water coursing down my back made my skin heat up, but the inner flame inside was stoked only by Levi.
I let out another moan as my fingers clenched on the tiled wall. His thrusting had grown harder, and it took nearly all of my muscle to keep my head from banging on the wall itself. The nerve of that guy, fucking me like some wild animal.
Okay, I loved it. You called my bluff.
My breasts swayed with each pump of his cock, water somehow finding my face and gathering on my parted lips. I sounded like a dog, panting for breath, but Levi’s breathing was even harder, more ragged, worlds more animalistic. He had me right where he wanted me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
The minutes blurred into each other, both of us lost in ecstasy. To say being with Levi was pleasurable would be the understatement of the century. It was pure rapture, plain and simple. There was nothing better in this world, and if I was the kind of person who believed in an afterlife, I’d believe there was nothing better off it, too.
Levi grunted, his fingers tightening their grip on my sides. He thrusted once, shoving his cock as far in as it could go, filling me up to the brink. I imagined him filling me up even more with his cum—and since we were already in the shower, there’d be hardly any cleanup, cha-ching—and panted out a breath.
“You feel amazing,” Levi muttered, his cock, spent, still inside me. “I don’t want to pull out.”
“Then don’t,” I dared him. If he didn’t pull out, we’d just stay in here, and if we had to stay in here forever, I wouldn’t say no. It would mean I wouldn’t have to face what waited outside. Or, rather, outside and down the hall.
But that was kind of like running, wasn’t it? I couldn’t hide from the truth, couldn’t pretend everything was fine when it wasn’t. I had to face it, and Levi pulling his dick out of me and letting his cum dribble down my legs and wash through the drain was the first step.
Levi was slow to step back, his cock sliding out of me. Instantly I felt the emptiness it left, and I straightened my back, my head once again under the showerhead, the water coursing down my body, not quite as hot as it was before. Or maybe that was me, because my body was already heated up, thanks to Levi.
When I turned to face him, he gave me a half smile. “I’ve had better,” he told me, deadpanning it. The bastard.
If I was anyone other than me, I’d be insulted, but I was me, so I responded by saying “Me too” and shrugging.
His eyes narrowed, and he gave me a miffed look, making me giggle. Yes, this man reduced me to a giggling machine, and I was not nearly as embarrassed as I should be.
“Don’t pout,” I said, grabbing his neck and bringing his face down to mine, giving him a fast, sloppy kiss that stoked the flames his dick had created. I could
