Chapter 16

DIANA

Levi’s mouth was firm when it crashed into mine, but soft and yielding when I moved my lips against his. He pulled me closer, and my bottom nearly slipped off the edge of my chair.

This forced me to twist my fingers in his shirt, where I felt his drumming heartbeat against my knuckles. My breath hitched into his mouth, and he sucked the rest of the air from my lungs.

I leaned into the taste of sake on his tongue before I realized it. The wet glide of his tongue over mine could make me slick enough to slip out of the chair entirely.

“My place or yours?” his thin whisper brushed my lips.

“Mine,” I answered, before stealing another kiss.

Levi withdrew from my mouth, causing me to pause.

He asked, “Are you sure? Are you okay with this?”

He provided an opportunity for me to back down, and I didn’t want it.

“Yes, dammit. Just take me home.” I teetered on the verge of begging him. Instead of getting on my knees and screaming for his cock, I slid off the chair and tugged his hand.

He didn’t need any more encouragement than that. A huffed chuckle breached his lips, then he hopped down to follow.

He nodded at the chef and host on our way out while remaining close at my heels.

Time moved impossibly slow as we walked out under a darkened early night sky. One second, he opened the car door, and I was in the front seat again.

In the next, his car pulled onto the highway, flying over the roads.

He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other gripping my thigh, tracing sweet circles higher and higher with each street he turned down.

And I inched my legs farther apart, the hem of my dress bunched around my thighs, welcoming his wandering hand to touch as much as he desired.

I held my breath and tentatively gripped his wrist. The heat burning me up from within singed my brain, and I slid his hand closer to my center.

“Fuck, no panties again?” Levi sucked in a sharp breath, knuckles turning bone-white on the steering wheel. His hand between my thighs reacted, fingers slipping into my soaked slit with ease.

A drawn-out moan pulled from my lips when he circled my clit. My back curved away from the leather seat, and my head fell back.

Sizzling bliss raced through the center of my body as the wicked rock star slipped a finger inside me.

Levi panted, his jaw clenched. He groaned, pumping his digit deeper.

The tendons in his wrist flexed against my fingers, and I pressed him closer.

The car stopped, and the red glare of the light brightening the dark interior made me feel wanton and sinful. An unbidden whimper slipped out as I writhed in the front seat from his hand pleasuring me.

“Levi. Oh God. Please… Please.” My chest heaved, and I fought for breath with his hand clenched between my legs.

“Damn, are you going to come before we get to the house?” He picked up the pace, massaging my clit in an excited frenzy.

The car rumbled over the road as his foot weighed down the gas pedal. Alongside the roaring motor, my rising moans filled the car interior. Louder and louder as a coil tightened, hotter and deeper inside me.

“Come on, songbird. I want to feel that tight pussy coming on my fingers again.” His words twisted inside me like a key and unlocked my orgasm, freeing that bliss into the marrow of my bones and my coursing blood.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” I cried out, shivering from the rippling waves of heat. My nails dug into his wrist, but that didn’t stop him from fingering me through the end of my orgasm.

“That’s it, Diana. And this is only the start of how I’ll make you feel,” he promised.

Levi already made me experience more than I ever had in all my life. The depths of pleasure running through me were like an endless river, surging closer to the rim.

At any moment, that passion would overflow and spill out of me into reality. And I wanted to return these feelings to Levi and share the ecstasy.

“You did so good, songbird. I love when you come for me.” His rich eyes returned to the road, and he sucked his glistening fingers into his mouth.

He groaned, savoring the taste of my arousal on his digits.

Levi dropped his hand into his lap and pulled at his jeans, restricting his groin. Even through the absence of light, I noted the prominent bulge under the black denim.

“When…when are you going to come for me?” I panted.

His eyes flared open, and his chest caved in with an abrupt exhale. “Fuck, I come for you all the time. I’ve been jerking off to you since I was eighteen.”

My heartbeat pulsed from my chest to my quivering pussy. I could feel each erratic thump through my core and my limbs.

Reaching over the narrow center console, I traced my fingers feather-light over the outline of his erection. His thighs tensed and a grating groan vibrated through his chest at the sensation of my teasing touch.

I rubbed my palm over his hard girth, and my breath wavered at the impressive size of him. I drew my bottom lip between my teeth, chewing it as excitement fluttered in my chest.

His other hand slammed onto the steering wheel, and he grunted. “Dammit, you’re going to make me come in my fucking jeans.”

“I think you should come in my mouth instead,” I purred.

Without warning, I unbuckled my seatbelt. Then I leaned forward, fingers hastily tugging at the button of his jeans.

“Diana—” Levi’s shaky rasp cut off when I curled my hand around his cock. His shaft pulsed, warm and heavy, in my palm as I freed him from the prison of his pants.

“Oh my God,” I whispered. I shifted onto my knees, stroking his dick. It was long, hard, thick, and my mouth watered for it.

As I stroked his cock, a droplet of precum beaded at the head. My middle finger and thumb didn’t meet as I wrapped my hand around the base of his erection, stroking him repeatedly.

Shameless impulses controlled me as I angled him toward my lips and slid him over my tongue.

Levi grunted, and his muscles spasmed from the contact. The action forced his hips upward and his length deeper into my mouth.

I swallowed him deeper into the back of my throat, humming from the masculine flavor of his skin.

“Fuck. Fuck,” he seethed through his teeth. One of his hands gathered my hair into a fist, gently guiding my movements. Up and down, sucking and drooling on his cock throbbing in my mouth.

“Mmm,” I moaned on his shaft. The danger of blowing him in his car only ignited the thrill inside me further. Like an inferno being set off with fireworks.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good on my cock, Diana. Dammit. You’re so good at this.”

Quick grunts of pleasure burst from his chest. “God, that feels too good. Too good. Shit!”

Sudden warmth exploded into the back of my throat and over my tongue. I groaned on his cock, pulsing inside my mouth with each spray of his release.

And I swallowed every drop of cum.

My mouth popped off his dick, and saliva dripped down my chin onto the front of his pants. I swiped my drool away with the back of my long sleeve while giggling and licking his excess release from my lips.

“That was quick,” I remarked without thinking. Then I sat back, covering my mouth against another slip up.

The car turned into my driveway, and Levi flipped the engine off in an instant. His head rocked back onto the seat as he chuckled, half breathless. “How could I last any longer when I’ve dreamed of that for years? And goddamn, that was better than anything I ever imagined.”

I forgot about his grip on my hair until he tightened his fist, and tension flashed over my scalp. The force pulled a hefty gasp from me when he yanked my face to his.

Levi spoke against my lips, a hair’s breadth away. “And now I’ll last even longer when I’m inside you tonight.”

Then his mouth crushed mine again.