her body against his. He found the underside of her throat tasted like salt and sweetness—a complex he couldn’t quite get enough of to be satisfied.
It reminded him of sin.
Of sex.
He wasn’t the only one rushing. Her idle hands could only stay still at her sides for so long before she began to help him along. He pulled her romper down over the soft curve of her shoulders and past the lace of her bralette to pool at her waist while she undid the button on his jeans to get better access to what she clearly wanted.
And once she did ...
“Fuck,” he groaned against another one of her kisses.
She found him hard and thick, her palm warm and silken against the skin of his dick. Yet, even in the firmness of her strokes, he felt the way her fingers trembled.
“God, you’re ... big,” she whispered.
“Yeah, I’m proportionate, babe. Lucky you.” Lev laughed, the husky echo bursting from his lips between his next moan of her name. “And you’ll love it—every fucking inch of it. I’ll let you take me slowly at first. Let you feel the way I stretch you open while I fill you up. That’s the best part, you know? That first time you let me get inside your pussy. Let me.”
Her consent came in the way her hands covered his where he’d fisted the material of her romper at her waist. She shoved his hands lower, letting him pull the fabric down her body until she had to step out of the clothing altogether.
Lev could finally appreciate the black lace set she wore—how it smoothed over the swells and dips of her curves; the way she looked like sin poured into something delicate; the color even complimented the golden sheen of her skin.
Before the night was over, he was going to have that skin blushing all over. Pink from his hands. Marked from his teeth and kisses. She’d be hot all over, damp with sweat, and ready for him to have another taste after he’d been lucky enough to be inside her.
“Look at you,” he praised. “So fucking perfect. You’re beautiful.”
That shy heat came back to her cheeks.
He didn’t understand why.
“Don’t people tell you how beautiful you are?”
Gigi lifted one shoulder. “All the time.”
“But you—”
“Not like you do, though. Not like they mean it. Not like it means something more.”
Shame, that. Well, he certainly fucking did mean it. He wouldn’t waste one more second to show her just how true he thought it was, either.
His hand landed to her waist and squeezed tight when he asked, “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Last door on the left in the hallway at the back.”
That’s all he needed to know. In a second, he had her pulled away from the door. Tall as could be, it didn’t matter because the girl still felt like a bag of feathers when he lifted her from the floor. She fell half over his shoulder, her laughter ringing out in the darkened apartment as he headed through the kitchen where the front door opened up to.
He noticed the stack of photos on the table—headshots, it looked like—but he was too focused on the way her ass wiggled. His palm cracked down hard, sending her next round of giggles melting into a low moan. He didn’t even bother waiting to get to the bedroom before he started pulling those panties of hers off, his mouth landing a wet, hard kiss to her hip followed by his teeth nipping into the same spot.
He found the bedroom. And then dropped her to her back on the bed.
Shameless, Gigi stayed just like, that, too. On her back, legs opened for him, and already teasing him again. Her hands dipped between her thighs, and she worked two fingers into her pussy as he pulled his shirt off.
“Come on,” she urged, her grin trembling as her hips rocked into her own hand.
“Fuck, you look good. The hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”
After he’d grabbed the foil packet from the back pocket of his jeans—he only kept one condom on hand just to be safe, so he was going to have to make this last for himself—his pants and boxer-briefs followed the same path. He took one step toward the bed, and then another. Her gaze followed his every movement. His steps. Then, his hand fisting his cock while he watched her before he stopped just long enough to open the condom and slide the latex down.
She reached for him when he climbed between