The moment his cock sprang free, eight inches of hard, veiny-ness, I swallowed. Some people didn’t look better naked. Some guys you just wanted to ask them to tuck it back away, but this guy? Oh, no. If I was fucking gorgeous, he was a fucking Greek god brought to life, every single inch of him glorious and sinfully sexy.
He whipped off his shirt, baring his muscled torso, flexing a bit, letting me see his hairless chest flex and harden. There was no better sight in the world. Levi helped me out of my shirt and my bra, tossing them to the floor beside us, and then it was his body on mine, his body heat invading mine, and my skin accepted it eagerly.
Levi pushed inside of me with one hard jerk of his hips, and I let out a groan as he filled me up to the brink. It wasn’t that hard to do, especially with his length being so long.
“Fuck,” I whispered, muttering the word under my breath as I dragged my nails down his back, a bit hard, but I liked it when I left a mark, and I was pretty sure he did, too. My hands then went to his ass, holding onto the sides of his cheeks as he started to thrust, pounding into me with reckless, wild abandon.
My body was on fire. Felt like literal fire any time he was near me. My senses were heightened, every single part of me feeling Levi’s cock somehow. The pleasure, the sensation of giving in completely, losing myself in someone else. I never knew it could feel so good before Levi, before I faced the fact and admitted to myself that I was so deeply in love with this man.
Who knew sex could feel even better when love was involved? When it wasn’t just a random hookup? I never thought…I never knew—well, it turned out there were a lot of things I didn’t know, but with Levi here, we’d figure them out together.
Levi’s hips rocked back and forth, our moans intertwining and mixing, creating new sounds in the air. We made love like people who never wanted to come up for air. We fucked like animals, wild and free, grasping and needy. We were united in the way people hardly were. A love so fierce it burned down any obstacle that sat in its way.
It grew to be too much for me, and my body shuddered with another orgasm, my inner walls clenching around his cock as I cried out, nails digging into his ass, helping him prod deeper into me.
Levi watched me come, a hungry, desperate look on his face. It wasn’t too much longer before he found his own release, throwing his head back as his hips rocketed his cock into me, my body taking everything he gave. Sweat lined his brow, his skin a bit flushed, and he was unhurried in pulling out of me, plopping down beside me and giving me a long, hard kiss that told me he needed a five-second break.
That was fine. During his five-second break, after the kiss was done, I reached for my phone and texted my parents about our new Thanksgiving arrangements. Wouldn’t want them to get their hopes up or anything.
It was when I was on top of Levi, riding his once-again hard cock like a wild horse that needed to be broken in, when my phone dinged. I left it on the edge of the bed, and as I rocked along Levi’s cock, I glanced at the message.
“Fuck,” I muttered, this time not an exclamation of sensual pleasure. This time I’d meant it as a curse.
Through gritted teeth, Levi managed to say, “What is it?”
I moved to set my hands on his chest, breathing hard. My nipples were hardened points, my skin red from the workout of riding him. “Looks like we’ll be having two Thanksgivings.” My blasted parents refused to let me spend it with Levi. At least not all of it.
I’d spend Thanksgiving with him and his mom, and then the weekend with mine.
I could not emphasis how miserable that was going to be for the both of us, but it was too late to turn back now. We’d already passed the point of no return.
Well. This should be fun.
Chapter Seventeen – Levi
When Wednesday came, I grew antsy, my anxiety only festering when I started to pack a bag for the weekend. I was bringing Kelsey home, and she was going to meet my mom. It wasn’t even the fact that I’d never brought a girl home before—it was something else.
My mom…she wasn’t the nicest person around. It’s where I got it from, I think. My dad wasn’t in the picture, hadn’t been in the picture for a very long time.
Everything would be fine. We’d get through the weekend, spend some quality time together away from SCC, and it would all be good. I’d even meet her parents, so I guessed you could say things were serious.
But that was the thing with me and Kelsey, wasn’t it? Things were always serious. Things had never been just for fun between us, not even if you went back and looked at the first night we were together, when she’d come to the Sigma Chi house looking to get fucked up. Even then, I’d known this girl was doing something to me. Changing me. Making me want things I never wanted before.
Dean and most of the other guys in the house had already left to go home. Technically the Greek houses weren’t like the dorms; you could stay over the holiday if you wanted, but most of campus was going to be shut down. No food places open, nothing. Everyone in the dorms had to go home for the holidays,
