He wasn’t sure what he wanted, but Levi did. We kissed, hard and fast, our sweat nourishing saliva that ran down our bodies. His hands roamed me, rough and demanding. I caved in, pleasure and pain tingling through my veins. An utter chaos of heat consumed me as Levi explored every inch of me. I was his.
Browsing: Levi
He opened the door and dark shadows moved. He stepped in, and Levi’s eyes met his. It was a moment that could have lasted forever. He felt the heat of Levi’s gaze down to his bones, as he exposed everything that lay beneath them. Passion surged within and he knew: this was his initiation into a world of forbidden pleasure.
Sweaty Levi sat there like some kind of a manly god, hands firmly on his knees, a broad chest, muscular arms like flying buttresses. I knew I was seconds away from something incredible, something raw and primal – something I’d been dreaming of for years. I took him: aggressively, passionately, hungrily. His body was capable of so much pleasure . . . and I was determined to find it all.