Chapter 18

DIANA

The tweeting song of a bird outside my bedroom window woke me in the early hours before dawn. Darkness permeated my room, and my vision was nothing more than shadows.

Only the solid heat of a sculpted body flush with mine under the blanket felt real to me in my waking state. Vivid memories of my night with Levi flashed behind my eyes, and heat scorched every inch of my face.

The fever in my cheeks spread rapidly over my chest and buried in the pit of my stomach. Only kindling at first, but when I wiggled against his body, it sparked higher and brighter.

I flattened my palm on his bare chest, experiencing the steady thump of his heart against my hand. With my head on his shoulder, Levi’s muted scent filled my nose.

The heady combination of his warmth and smell awakened a wanton pulsing between my legs. His chest rose with a sudden inhale, and I turned into ice. I held myself perfectly still as his muscles flexed with a subtle stretch.

In the dark, he tightened his arms around me, tugging me over his chest again. He nuzzled his nose in my hair, breathing me in.

An unprompted noise passed my lips as Levi squished me.

“Diana?” he breathed cautiously.

“Hm?” I mumbled back, my hand traveling down his tensing abs.

He grunted softly when my fingers curled around his stiffening cock. “Did I wake you?”

“No,” I sighed. Gripping tighter, I stroked and rubbed his length.

Levi shifted, slightly kicking the blanket. A curse flitted from his lips, and his head thumped back on the pillow.

Under my hand, his erection grew until he was harder than steel. No longer afraid of taking what I wanted, I tossed my leg over his waist.

He placed a hand on my hip, helping me into position as I straddled him. A thrill coursed through me as I lowered my wet pussy onto the tip of his cock.

“Oh, fuck. Diana, wait. Condom,” he said. His large hands halted my hips from lowering any farther.

Hastily, I reached over him to my bedside table. I yanked open the drawer, fumbling around for the box I bought and never used.

When I found it, I freed it from the table and sank my teeth into the box to open it. A string of condoms burst out and smacked Levi’s chest.

He snatched one off the end, frantically ripping it open. I shoved the extra out of the way while he unrolled the rubber over his erection.

Levi caught my hips again once he’d secured the protection. He dug his fingers in and I rose over him.

My heart skipped a beat as I grabbed his cock and angled him toward my dripping hole. The head of his cock slipped through my folds and bumped my clit.

Broken gasps breached my lips, and I sank down on him, inch by inch, swallowed by my aching cunt. A million new words for a million new songs flew through my mind, my blood, my bones.

Of all the songs I’d ever written with erotic connotations, none of them ever truly grasped the feelings or sensations of sex. Having Levi sheathed inside of me, deeper and closer to me than anyone, outshone the meager daydreams of my past.

Levi’s girthy cock thrusted into my slick cunt, each stroke hitting a sensitive spot deep inside me. The noise of our wet coupling and breathy moans filled the room, along with the heady scent of frantic fucking.

The first traces of dawn light penetrated my sheer curtains and highlighted the rock star’s frame beneath me. God, I couldn’t believe that I’d had my first time with him.

It seemed miraculous that he was inside of me again. I wanted to weep from the pleasure in my core and the delight in my chest, fluttering like a hummingbird in the wind.

Levi goddamn Stark was beneath me, inside me, fucking me. It was enough to send my lust-fueled brain into a spiral and get lost in our shared release.

“Oh, Levi,” I exhaled, head thrown back and eyes shut tight.

“Is this all right? Does that feel good, songbird?” he asked, voice grating through his throat.

“Yes. You feel so good, Levi,” I confessed, breath shuddering as I sank down onto his cock repeatedly.

Then I grabbed one of his hands from my hip, sliding it up my abdomen and over my breasts. His hand trembled against my flesh as if overwhelmed to feel me in his hands and riding him.

My breast fit perfectly in his palm, and a satisfied groan vibrated through his chest. He rolled my pebbled nipple under his thumb, sending charged tingles shooting across my skin.

My hips quaked, and I lost my steady rhythm. I nearly fell forward, but he caught me with both hands on my chest, squeezing my breasts.

The rock star lifted his head from the pillow as I dropped my gaze to the top of his dark hair. My eyes opened in time to watch him press my breasts together and run his wet tongue across my nipples.

He went back and forth, sucking and licking while his cock throbbed inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I gritted through my teeth.

Taking that as a cue, he braced his feet on the mattress. My hands dropped on either side of his head to support me, and the rock star pounded upward, forcing me to bounce on his cock.

The last shred of control I had over my body flew out the window. Levi worked my body like a sculptor with stone.

He was the master, and I was anything, everything—whatever he wanted me to be. Abruptly, he released my chest and curved his hands against my ribs, his thumbs digging into the skin under my breasts.

His rich brown eyes peered up at me, glittering with rapture, and his lips parted as he panted.

“You’re so beautiful like this, songbird,” Levi said, moving one hand over my shoulder to the back of my neck.

He fisted his fingers in my hair and noted the noises I made as he did.

“Levi. Levi. Levi,” I chanted in an increasingly wavering voice. The fire in my sex spread farther and faster through me, heralding my incoming release.

“Is my name the only thing in that pretty little head of yours? I sure fucking hope it is,” he rasped, then pulled me by the hair until my lips crashed into his.

His tongue slipped through my lips and stroked along mine, drawing a quivering moan from my chest.

I pulled back enough to gasp, “Levi. Ah!” And the world erupted around me as my entire body quaked on top of him.

My pussy contracted on his cock as waves of an orgasm bowled over me.

As soon as I stopped shaking, Levi bucked me off, and the blanket fell away. He swiftly caught me in his arms and rolled over me, forcing me back onto the mattress. I didn’t have a second to catch my breath before his cock easily slid home inside me once again.

I hugged him close, and his arms cradled my head. He pounded into me, chasing his climax.

When he bellowed from his orgasm, shaking between my legs, I delicately kissed his straining throat next to my face.

After discarding the condom, Levi climbed back into my bed. We slipped with confounding ease into an embrace that only lovers could experience.

It should have frightened me, but at that moment I was too satisfied to care.

Levi kissed the top of my head. “Go back to sleep, songbird.”

Despite the morning birds chirping outside, I welcomed the post-fuck nap.