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I refuse to let the thoughts of my ex ruin this, though.
Reluctantly, we get dressed, him in comfy clothes that look insanely mouthwatering on his muscled body and me in my dress from last night. I offer to help with breakfast when Levi goes to cook, but he pins me with a look and says, “You’re going to sit that cute butt on my sofa and let me take care of you. Understand, Lace?”
I nod dumbly, following his instructions. Is it weird that I like it when he bosses me around like that? There’s a loving demand in his voice that does weird things to my heart.
He feeds me a delicious meal of scrambled eggs, fresh fruit, and toast before calling a taxi to take us to my place. I don’t live far, but I’m wearing the heels from the club and really don’t want to walk in them.
Still, my apartment’s on the third floor, and I’m vowing never to wear these stupid things again by the time I finally get inside. I kick them off immediately, smiling as Levi laughs at me.
My smile dies the moment I take in my place, a weight settling over me. The apartment itself is nice, warm, and cozy but with more than enough space not to feel cramped. It’s the memories attached to it that make it feel suffocating. Immediately, I miss the peace of Levi’s place.
“All I can see in here is all the bad memories,” I mumble quietly, sighing and beginning to walk to the bedroom to get changed. Levi follows closely, a welcome presence.
“From here on out, you’re gonna have good memories, baby,” he promises when we reach the bedroom. I pause where I’m searching through my wardrobe, grabbing plain black jeans and a T-shirt for work. “I’m gonna give you good memories.”
Emotion clogs my throat, and I yank my dress off over my head to hide the way my eyes water at just how sweet Levi is. For a man everyone thinks is a scary grump, he’s got the warmest, kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever met.
Abandoning my quest to get dressed into work clothes, I step towards him. He meets me halfway, arms open and ready to embrace me. I tuck myself against his chest, naked skin rubbing on his clothes.
“Are there bad memories in this room?” he asks gently as he holds me close.
I nod against him, loving the way his hand strokes up and down my spine.
“Let me chase them away, baby,” he offers. “Let me show you all the ways I’ve dreamed about filling you with nothing but bliss for months.”
My body reacts immediately, absolutely on board with this plan. And my heart, as bruised and sore as it is, wants what he’s offering. Wants to have something good to chase away the shadows of all the bad things that have happened. Levi knows exactly what I need, and I want to let him give it to me. I’m safe with him. There’s no need for hesitation here.
In answer, I tip my head back and kiss him. It starts off sweet, a brush of lips, a little pressure, but when my tongue flicks against his, we grow hungry. The kiss turns needy, our combined moans rushing through my bloodstream. I feel myself growing wet, pressing my naked thighs together even though I know nothing will ease the ache between them except him.
“Are you sore from yesterday?” Levi breaks the kiss to ask.
“A little but I like it,” I tell him honestly. “I want more.”
He smirks at that, possessive satisfaction flashing across his rugged features. “Let me kiss it better.”
Before I can answer, he grabs me just to throw me on the bed.
My back hits the mattress, but my ass is right at the edge, my legs dangling off the bed. I go to sit up to stop myself from slipping, but a huge, calloused hand presses against my stomach, pushing me back down. I gasp at the way his hand looks splayed over my torso, loving the claim of his grip.
“Lie there like my good girl while I kiss this pretty pussy better, Lacey,” he growls.
Oh my God, there’s no way in hell I can deny that request.
I flop back down onto the mattress as Levi kneels at the edge of the bed. His hands move to my legs, spreading my thighs wide and hooking my knees over his shoulders. Then he leans in, making my eyes widen as he makes a delicious rumbling noise of satisfaction.
“You look good enough to eat, baby.” His voice is all raspy in a way that pushes my need higher.
And then he delivers on his words and devours me.
His tongue swipes through my center, hungry and searching. The soft heat of his mouth on me makes my head spin. It feels so different from what we’ve already done but so good. My thighs shake as his tongue works its way to my clit, and he kisses the swollen bud before sucking on it, making my back arch and my whole body shudder.
“Levi!” I cry out, unable to stay silent when he’s doing this to me.
“You’re my new favorite treat,” he says, still pressed between my legs. “I fucking knew you would be. Been imagining the way you’d taste for months, baby. So good.”
His mouth will be the death of me, in every way. My mind is scrambled, and when his hand slides from my thigh to add to the pleasure, I think I might actually explode. Levi works in a garage, so it's obvious that the man’s good with his hands. But when he slips two fingers inside me, curving them and moving them against a sensitive spot inside me, I realize I’ve severely underestimated just how good he is with his hands.
I can’t believe we’ve spent so long not doing this. I’ve been missing out on so much. Then again, there’s literally nobody I want to feel like this with other than Levi, and God, the wait was so worth it.
