His strength was sexy. Being so strong herself, it took a man like Levi—rock hard, solid and sturdy—to make her feel like she’d met her match.
Her hands roamed over the sculpted muscles in his shoulders and back, then along the front of his pecs and down his incredible washboard abs.
Damn, he rivaled every hot guy in LA. Every hot guy anywhere.
She wouldn’t try to make sense of what was happening. Seeing Levi in a different light. Wanting him in a different way. Her body was taking over and Leslie wasn’t willing to fight her attraction any longer.
She wanted Levi, right now, in this moment, and she was going to let herself have him. She’d worry about the consequences later...much later.
He backed them up to the wooden work table and swiped the tools from the top. He lowered her down onto it and buried his head into the crook of her neck. Soft, wet kisses along her neck, her ear, her collarbone. “You smell amazing,” he murmured against her skin, his breath making her shiver. He removed her jacket and then her sweater, looking at her briefly for confirmation.
She nodded and he continued his trail of kisses across her chest.
Leslie arched her back, enjoying the feel of his lips against her skin, the rough graze of his short beard along her soft flesh. It had been so long since she’d had a sexy hunk of a man like Levi desiring her, enjoying her.
When his head dipped even lower to her cleavage, she tangled her hands into his hair, holding his head there. His tongue licked along the swell of her breast as he reached behind to unclasp the bra. “If you’re going to stop me, please do it now.”
She didn’t.
He lowered the straps slowly down her arms and Leslie’s body trembled with the chill in the shed and the anticipation of his touch. He paused to look at her, the unconcealed lust in his expression surprising her... Had he always been this attracted to her? How had he kept it to himself for so long? She’d never felt uncomfortable around him. She’d never imagined his feelings ran deeper than friendship. He’d never made her feel uncomfortable at all.
He’d hid his real feelings for her sake...for her happiness. Content to be there for her in whatever way he could.
“Why didn’t you ever...?” She wasn’t sure why she needed to know, but she did.
“Tell you?”
She nodded.
“Because I loved you more than I desired you,” he said hoarsely and her breath caught.
He must have loved her a lot then, because his desire for her was evident. He was straining against the front of his jeans and she tentatively reached forward, cupping him through the fabric. He was so hard already and the size of him did not disappoint.
Her pulse raced. It had been a long time since just the touch of a penis had her body reacting, aching... What would it feel like to have him inside of her?
He took one nipple into his mouth and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his warm mouth on her, the tantalizing flick of his tongue over the bud. With his hands, he massaged both. Then he took the other nipple and worked it into a hard bud.
She could feel her underwear getting wet and she reached for the button on his jeans. She undid them and pushed the fabric down over his hips. His cock stood out straight in his underwear and she swallowed hard.
She didn’t want to stop. For the first time in so long she felt something other than pain. She was no longer numb. Her heart beating wildly in her chest and the desire coursing through her veins made her feel very much alive.
Levi was making her feel alive.
Was it just the situation—the familiarity and comfortable way Levi made her feel—or was it something more? Could her former best friend actually be the only one who could help bring her back to life? And was it fair of her to allow him to?
Too many questions and no answers.
He lifted her down from the table and reached for the waistband on her leggings. He slowly slid them down over her hips, over her ass, down her thighs, then he lifted her back onto the table and wedged himself between her legs. His cock pressed against her through their underwear and she could feel his wetness join hers.
She wanted him inside of her so badly, but their impulsive move meant no protection, so