Oh, thank God.
I was worried he was going to deny me for a minute, but I’ve never been more sure of anything or anyone before in my life. I need this. I need him.
“I’m going to make you feel good, Braun. Gonna make you know what it feels like to be mine.”
He nibbles on my earlobes as he carries me to his room, his breathing heavy, matching my own. My chest is heaving; my nipples are tight, longing to feel his skin on mine. I want to rip my bra off and demand he let me rub myself all over him, but instead I kiss him, while pushing myself down on his hardness, teasing him like he is me.
“You need to get naked, Levi. Fast,” I practically demand, but he just chuckles before moving his lips back to mine. Growling at my words, he stops mid stride, taking a moment to devour me with his lips, backing me up so I’m sandwiched between the navy-painted wall and his muscular chest. Levi’s hands grip my ass, pulling me into his clothed hardness, driving me mad, making me greedy for him.
“Now, Levi. Take me to your bed.”
“So bossy,” he says, pulling on my lower lip with his teeth, teasing me, gently tugging it before slipping his tongue along it to ease any sting. I moan as his tongue begins a heady dance with mine. He’s teasing me and I’m about to lose it. “Think I don’t feel you rubbing that greedy pussy on me? Think I don’t know what you’re trying to do? We aren’t rushing this, Scrappy,” he says, finally walking us to his bedroom.
Once in his room, Levi slides me off his front slowly, my body absorbing his closeness, adrenaline pumping throughout my body as it gears up for what’s to come. I take in the scent that engulfs me every time I’m here: lemons and leather. Of course, Levi has MVP clean his house too. But rather than the pub’s undertone of beer, there’s instead a hint of sandalwood cologne dancing in the air, making it clear that this is Levi’s space.
Levi pushes the door closed with finality, making it clear he means business. I note how sexy his hand looks on the door—so strong and sure; a hand I can’t wait to have touching me.
Turning back to me, Levi meets my eyes and moves toward me at a snail’s pace, drawing this out. Finally, he’s in front of me, looking at me intensely, as if he’s got so much to say. I’m about to ask him if he’s okay when he tilts my head and softly rests his forehead on mine, taking a moment before he begins.
“Scrappy,” he whispers softly, “I don’t know what the fuck I did that was good enough to have you come into my life, but I promise I’ll keep doing everything in my power to keep you here with me. To keep my luck going. To be deserving of you. You and Emmerson,” he corrects himself.
An “oh, God,” escapes my lips, then: “No, Levi, we’re the lucky ones. Me and Emmerson.” Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him closer to me. “Shirt off now,” I demand, my intent clear. I’m feeling fevered, my legs feel like giving out, it’s been so damn long. I can’t wait anymore; his words have sent me over the brink.
“No more schmoozing needed, then?” he laughs.
“No, no more sweetness, Levi. I need you, hard. I’m so beyond schmoozed,” I admit.
Levi makes quick work of removing his soft grey crewneck and I pounce on him as soon as it’s off. I begin tracing the lines of his muscular chest with my fingertips, drinking him in, committing him to memory.
“Levi, I’m sorry to say it, but you’re beautiful.” I stop my exploration to look back up into his hungry eyes before lowering myself farther down so I can lick along the ridges of his cut abs and firm stomach, and just under the edge of the waistband of his jeans. I’m pushing the limits here, I know he’s on edge like I am. But he made up this stupid game and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to give just as good as I get. He wants to go slow?
Fine, buddy, we’ll go slow.
I’ll go slow and torture him right back.
I lazily run my fingers along his forearms, taking in the intricate lines of ink that adorn his rippling arms, allowing a soft moan to escape as I think of them pinning me down. Moving over his bulging veins, I remember how I wanted to lick them at the movies. Unfortunately—once again—I don’t get the chance to make that little fantasy a reality, as Levi’s patience snaps.
“Enough, it’s my turn.” He gently walks me backward to his king-sized bed, and as soon as my legs hit the mattress, he sits me down.
The next thing I know, Levi’s pulled me so my ass is resting just off the edge of the bed. “Perfect. Before anything else, I need to taste you, Braunwyn. Fuck, baby, the thought of your taste has been teasing my tongue long before now. I’ve spent so much time imagining how good you’ll taste when I fuck you with my tongue. Gotta quench my thirst, been waiting too damn long.” Despite the lopsided smile forming on his lips, he sounds as pained as I feel.
Words; I have no words.
All I can do is nod my head, the words ‘yes’ and ‘please’ battling to escape, but my brain has shut down, overloaded with the anticipation of what’s to come.
Standing at the foot of his bed, Levi removes my socks, smiling as he tosses them behind him. “Won’t be needing those.” He traces his fingers along the arch of my right foot, then the left. I buck a bit at the pleasure his simple touch evokes, but it’s more from his voice as he continues his little torture game. “And we sure as fuck won’t be needing these. As sexy as they make that gorgeous ass of yours look, they need to go,” the smug bastard grunts, as he runs his calloused hands under the waistband of my black yoga pants at an agonizingly slow pace, purposely driving me out of my mind, before turning into stealth-ninja and pulling them off in one fell swoop. “Jesus Christ, Braun, you’re stunning.” He looks at me appreciatively as he takes me in, me in nothing but my purple bra and matching thong as I wait before him.
“Please…” is all I can say, as Levi leans over me, dragging his stubble lightly over my neck and chest. He’s muttering things I can barely make out but still leave me quivering beneath him. The word
please
reverberates in my mind, over and over.
His face reaches my breasts, and I smile the moment he sees it: the bra clasp nestled right between my girls, ready for him to release it. My silent “pleases” turn into whispered “yeses”. Levi looks up at me with his panty-melting grin.
“You’re one hell of a gift, just waiting to be unwrapped. Thank fuck for tiny clasps,” he mutters as slides his tongue in between the swell of my breasts before moving his fingers to release the material that binds me.
Levi blows his hot breath over each of my hardened buds and laps at the erect peak he’s just uncovered, the sensations from his tongue causing me to arch off the bed.
“So responsive,” he nibbles, “so fucking pretty,” he licks, “so fucking good,” he nips; repeating this torture over and over as he visits each nipple creating tiny pulses of excitement which zap straight to my clit. Levi suddenly utters words my body agrees with, words I can’t seem to articulate for myself as he continues his assault. “Christ, Braun, it’s gonna be over before I even start. You’re perfection, sweetheart.”
He looks at me, and I feel the start of tears surfacing at the sincerity in his voice, his tone laced with bewilderment. I lean up on my elbows to better see him. Levi inches up so he’s now hovering over me, taking me in as he moves a finger softly over my face, my eyes. He begins tracing my tears with his mouth, peppering the path they leave with his kisses.
“I got you, baby. I’m right here. You tell me if you want me to stop,” he says and brushes his lips to mine, the wetness from my tears salty.
“No, it’s just been so long. I’m ready, I’m beyond ready Levi. I’m sorry I’m crying, I want this, you so much. I just—it’s been a long time, there’s been no one, I just hope I’m enough for you.” I whisper the last bit, knowing he’s going to be upset that I’d think that.
“Never, Scrappy. Jesus, you’re more than enough. You’re all I see, all I want. God, baby, you’re all I need. Now relax, and let me make you feel good. Let me take care of you.”
Once again, I let out a breath followed by a nod, because this man has rendered me speechless.
Levi
B
raunwyn reminding me
that there hadn’t been anyone in the last four years makes me want to pound my chest in the most Neanderthal way, but of course I refrain. I have better things to do with my time right now, the main one being to take Scrappy on my tongue.
I take in the sight of her laying on my bed before moving back down between her feet. I kiss upward along every inch of those long perfect legs until I reach the apex. Once in position, I trail my tongue ever so slowly along the inside of her thighs, my movements slow and deliberate. I tease her a bit more, making sure she’s out of her head, and back in the moment with me.
“Fuck Scrappy, I can’t wait to feel you on my tongue. I bet you taste as good as you smell—fucking sweet,” I say, before sliding my tongue just under the top elastic of her panties, along her hip bones. “These have got to fucking go. Now.” I grip the flimsy thong, and almost rip it off of her, tossing it behind me.
This girl, fuck me.
“Christ, Braun. I’m gonna make you come so fucking hard,” I mutter, before running my fingers along her glistening folds.
Fuck me, she’s dripping wet.
“You wet like that for me, baby? All that sweet juice for me? Hell, Braun you’re gonna test me, aren’t you.”
The sight of her glistening causes me to abandon the last of my resolve; I’ve lost it completely. Needing to touch her again, I spread her legs that little bit more, allowing her to wrap them around my head like I know she will have the urge to do. I trail my tongue along her pussy in one fluid motion, causing her to buck up from the bed.
So responsive.
I slip her clit into my mouth, and fuck me if her taste isn’t the most incredible flavour to ever have graced my tongue, it’s sweet and tangy, like grapefruit sprinkled with sugar. I could eat her all day. Suddenly, I’m like a starved man, plugging my tongue deep into her pussy and lapping at her juices, taking in her pleasure, her moans and her groans, as her legs tighten around my head, spurring me on all that much more.
“Oh, God, Levi. Yeesss, oh yeah, there, that. Oh shit, yes!”
I smile at the words coming from her mouth, knowing I’m making her feel good, making her cuss. As her legs begin to shake around their grip on my head, she moans, asking me for more. I swirl my tongue back over her clit as I move a finger inside, shit she’s so fucking tight, her greedy pussy clinging to my finger as I begin to move it slowly in and out, the movement consistent. Constant. Seeking to push her to the brink, I’m relentless, in my motion, needing to bring her nothing but pleasure. Between her noises, the grip her pussy has on my finger, and the sound and taste of her juices, I swear to fuck I’m about to come as I sink deeper into her taste.
“Shit, Braun, you’re gonna make me come, you’re so fucking hot right now.” I look up, surprised to see her watching me.
Hell, that’s sexy.
I smirk: “You watching me, baby? Like what you see? Like seeing yourself on my lips?”
Braun doesn’t falter at the crudeness of my words. “God, yes, Levi. It feels so good, I’m really close…please, don’t stop.”
Never one to disappoint, I keep my eyes on her as I stand and make quick work of removing my jeans and black cotton boxers, my rock hard cock jutting out in anticipation. Braunwyn just stares, taking me in, her eyes roaming over every inch of me, along my torso and down to my cock. She meets my eyes before licking her lips; I’m not sure if she realizes she’s doing it, but it all the motivation I need.
“Soon, baby, soon,” I say, before lowering my head between her thighs again and making my way back to her soaked pussy. She tilts her head up, which excites me that much more.
My baby
does
like to watch
.
Grabbing hold of her legs, I pull her toward me so her ass is almost off the bed’s edge again. I position my arms around each leg, hugging them close to my shoulders, opening her up all that much more. I shift a bit on my haunches to get the support I need to lift her pussy up to my face, taking in her sweet scent as it calls to me on the most primal level.
“Ready for more, Braun?” I ask, not waiting for an answer before I lap at her clit again, this time holding nothing back. I take the swollen bud in my mouth, sucking on it as I hold her gaze, I watch her as she watches me, and it’s driving me fucking crazy. I pull on the hardened nub, applying that perfect amount of pressure before releasing it, then swirling my tongue around it. I very gently rub my chin along her folds, allowing the stubble to tease her while I push her pussy into my face that little bit more.
Braunwyn is no longer looking at me, her eyes rolling back into her head, and she’s squeezing my head between her legs while pushing my head down deeper, her hands sliding through my hair, chanting my name over and over. I know she’s close, and then her whole body starts to tremble under me. I insert two fingers deep inside her heat, giving her my best “come hither” motion, reaching her g-spot and thrumming it rhythmically. I release a groan as I take her clit in my mouth one last time and I suck on her, delighting in her visceral reactions before I clamp down harder on her clit, giving her the final push she needs to fall off the proverbial cliff.
“Fuck, Levi! Oh fuck, yes! I’m coming, I’m coming!!” she yells, and I hold her tightly through it all, my cock twitching to get inside her.
Fucking grapefruits and sugar, my new favourite snack.
Braunwyn
M
y body is
a ticking time bomb; ready to detonate at any moment.
Of course, Levi knows this. As soon as he slips my clit into his mouth—giving it that biting pressure—I go off. My body explodes. I tense as wave after wave of tingles, aftershocks and all-out pleasure consume me body and soul.
Never have I experienced such intense sensations during sex before. I’m not saying Shawn wasn’t good, it was just different. Levi is older, more experienced, and he played my body like an instrument, bringing me to new heights, making me react and feel things I’ve not felt before. Where Shawn was sweet and loving, Levi is all-consuming—confident, taking what he wants while ensuring I’m taken care of too.