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They walked into the cottage hand in hand and once the door closed, Levi immediately crashed his lips onto hers, his hands on her waist, her back pressed against the wall, her hands automatically buried themselves into his hair – lightly scratching at his undercut.
They stumbled towards his room and Levi shut his door with the heel of his boot, he kissed her with so much emotion and passion, the way their lips moulded together and moved in unison set his whole body ablaze.
Hands were chaotically touching and gripping one another, he had her against the wall with his hand cupping the side of her face, his tongue slipped into hers and she moaned into him as he placed a firm hand on her lower back.
His knee spread her legs apart and his lips moved down to her jaw, to her neck, towards her collarbones. He grazed, licked, and kissed her neck; leaving her beautiful purple-blue marks blooming against her skin as he worked his way down tantalisingly slowly, he wanted to show her just how much he missed her, craved her, yearned for her.
Oh how he missed those moans escaping her, how her hands nimbly unbuttoned his shirt, how she smelt so delicious, so inviting.
He missed her so much.
She spread open his shirt and they parted for a split second, he watched her caress her palms against his toned muscles, the desire, greed, lust that consumed him was portrayed through his eyes – intensely staring at her. She met him with the same emotions, the ardour, the longing;
Without hesitation; he gently placed his lips onto hers, this time moving against hers with more fervour and deliberation.
He subtly rubbed his knee against her dress, the friction was leaving her begging for more, the clothes on them suddenly feeling like a barrier – a hindrance.
She wrapped her arms around his neck; bringing him closer to her, she needed more and needed it now.
Levi pulled her towards him as he walked backwards into his bedroom, he stood with her by the bed and turned her around, he tenderly caressed her arms as he peppered light butterfly kisses on her nape and her shoulders.
She wrapped one arm around his neck as she leant against his chest, her head was resting against his shoulder, her eyes were closed with a content sigh escaping her. His gentle kisses were a huge contrast from the vulgar words that escaped his mouth and it made her stomach flip that only she was able to see this captivating side of him.
He delicately brushed aside her hair, untied her army green coloured corset with his slender fingers and placed it on his drawer, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her jaw and her earlobe.
She placed her hands over his and smiled winsomely against him, this was different than all the times they had done it before, she felt different by the way he took his time exploring her once again and cherishing every inch of her.
He sensually placed his hands under her shirt – lightly grazing her sensitive nipples with his nails. Slowly, he lifted her off-shoulder, white blouse, and her bandana, he spun her around and twirled his fingers through her hair. He paid no mind to her breasts; his eyes were set on hers and nothing else, there was so much fire and heat held in his grey-blue eyes.
He carefully nudged her backwards and she fell softly on the edge of his bed, he bent down to kiss her as he pulled down her long, sage green skirt and her underwear; throwing it in the corner of his room where her blouse lay.
He interlocked his hands with hers as he pushed her back down onto his bed, he loomed over her and admired her soft, flushed features. The way her caramel, brown eyes gazed up at him with softness, her lips glistening and swollen, the way her brown hair was splayed out over his white bedsheet.
She was magnificent.
He kissed her forehead, her nose, and then he firmly held her waist whilst working his way down her body; sprinkling fiery, hot kisses down from her breasts to the place she so desired deeply for his lips to be on.
He caressed her thighs as he crouched down on the floor, he instantaneously pulled her towards him and placed her legs over his shoulders, she let out a slight gasp and pushed herself up by her elbows – watching him curiously, lustfully.
He grazed the inside of her thighs, painting her with more plum-coloured marks. She felt herself feeling more aroused and wet as he continued to take his time with her, all she wished for was to push him down towards her intimacy, yet she refrained from doing so and let him do whatever he so desired.
She let him worship her.
She let herself be at his mercy.
His breath fanned over her clit and she whimpered as his mouth slowly landed where she yearned for it to be, he ravished her with his tongue, licking down her slick, rubbing her clit, lightly biting, and grazing her.
She dropped herself back on his bed, her hands grabbed a handful of his sheets, her legs unconsciously pulled him closer to her. She felt her whole body tingling with pleasure as he enraptured her towards her heavenly bliss that was slowly growing inside of her.
She felt her stomach tighten, her eyes snapped open, her head tilted back just as she felt his two fingers insert into her. The way his graceful fingers curled up inside of her had her back arching and her mouth agape. No words or sounds came from her as the delight she was filled with was so intense; it left her speechless.
He placed his other arm over her thigh and rested it on her lower stomach, he groaned against her and she shuddered under him; the vibrations sending exciting tingly sensations all over her, she was close, she could feel something inside her deliciously building up, powering up, ready to explode.
She buried her hands in between the soft strands of his raven hair, she slightly scratched his scalp as her eyes snapped open, her world became blurry, her mind turned cloudy, she trembled beneath him as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her.
Her back arched and her fingers laced themselves through his gorgeous black hair as she pulled him up. His arms were placed by the side of her head as he towered over her, she cupped his face and brushed her thumbs over the dark circles under his eyes.
She pulled him in for a kiss, she could taste herself on his lips and she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach at the way he sighed contently into her mouth.
She pushed herself up onto her knees and pulled his shirt off, she didn’t dare break eye contact with him as she tossed it to the side.
She pulled him closer by his belt and planted wet, sloppy kisses all over his defined torso as she unbuckled his belt, it was no surprise that he was fully erect, his cock pulsated painfully in its confines with every kiss she placed on him.
He cupped the side of her face and stroked her hair with his other hand, he looked down at her with hunger as she pulled his trousers and boxers down. His cock sprung up and greeted her with a glossy tip.
She looked up at him as she licked under his tip before swallowing him whole, he tilted his head back with his eyes closed in pleasure, he maintained himself from thrusting into her as her hands placed themselves on his base.
He looked back down at her with cloudy, hooded eyes as he brushed her hair up into a messy grip, he subtly allowed himself to thrust into her as he felt her tongue swirl around him.
He felt light, his surroundings turned to a blur, noises around him tuned out as he focussed intently on the way she bopped her head up and down.
His other hand tucked a few stray strands behind her ear and held the side of her face, he stood there allowing her to take charge of his pleasure, his mind turned hazy as he throbbed in her mouth, he could feel himself nearing his rapturous release, he could feel himself shiver as he tried his hardest to stay composed.
He agonisingly slowly pulled away, he used his thumb to wipe the side of her mouth and then hovered towards her, his lips grazed over hers before he sweetly kissed her, he could never get tired of her, never get tired of kissing her.
She pushed herself back and guided him further towards her, he enclosed her with his arms by the side of her head, he paid his full attention on her as he slid himself into her. Her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly open and her head tilted back, he placed his forehead on hers.
They stayed in that position for a moment; the both of them quietly moaning against one another.
He pulled out before gently pushing back in and soon enough he rhythmically began thrusting into her, her arms were around his neck, nails scratching down his back, his lips were scattering kisses all over her nipples, his mouth every so often would suck against her soft skin; her moans were like music to his ears.
He felt at complete bliss the way she enveloped him, the way he fit perfectly inside her, the way they moulded as one.
They felt united.
They felt complete.
Every thrust sent her world spiralling, her toes curled as her legs tightly wrapped themselves around his waist, she felt intoxicated by him, his smell was filling her senses, roses, lotuses, irises; it was alluring.
Oh how she had pined for him for so long and hadn’t even realised.
The white, crisp sheets filled her senses with fresh soap, her mind was whirring with all these exhilarating smells.
The smell of comfort, the smell of home, the smell of him.
Her Levi.
His finger padded over her clit and teasingly toyed with her as he thrusted into her deep, hard, with meaning.
After all, he wanted to show her how much he had missed her.
His forehead was magnetised with hers; wanting to keep the extra contact, needing more intimacy, he didn’t want to ever let her go again.
Their lips would graze over each other’s every so often, completely entranced by the feel of pleasure building up inside themselves that they were unable to connect their lips together.
She could feel herself tightening, the feeling of something unexplainable building up inside of her once again, he let out soft groans against her lips as she tightened herself unintentionally around him. The erotic sounds of their skin slapping against one another echoed around them, bringing them even closer to the bliss that continued to fuel up within them.
He became sloppy, slow, but he pursued with his hard and deep thrusts as determination filled him. She placed her hand on his shoulder to keep her in line with his vigorous movements, they were both so engrossed with the feeling of warmth and endearment that emanated from each other.
One last powerful thrust and they both gasped against one another; her back arched, her mind turned misty, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt the growing tension inside her finally snap and explode.
Her moans were muffled as his eager, soft lips feverishly took hers, he kissed her with passion, as he felt himself release inside of her. His own throaty groans were immediately stifled by her own lips meeting his halfway.
She felt at complete bliss.
He felt pure ecstasy.
They stilled against each other in synchronisation, the both of them parted lips for air, he lifted his head slightly to look at her with his majestic, hooded eyes; she was already looking up at him with an adoring smile graced on her lips.
He smiled dotingly back at her as he closed his eyes and kissed her forehead, he laid on his side and brought her into his arms – enveloping her in a cosy embrace.
She lightly kissed his shoulder before nuzzling against it, inhaling his sweet, musky scent; she exhaled in satisfaction.
They stayed in each other’s arms for a bit; still wanting to stay intimately close within each other and after a few minutes he gingerly pulled out, the both of them shuddered as they instantly felt a certain emptiness and coldness cascade over them.
He picked her up and she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, he kissed her temple as he trudged towards his bathroom, he lifted the bath filler and the bathtub began to fill up.
He cleaned her up before placing her down in the tub, he joined shortly after and brought her in between his legs, he wrapped his arms around her as she nestled herself against his chest.
She could feel the beat of his heart against her ear and the feel of his lips soothingly kissing her cheek, he snuggled his head with hers as they sat in nothing but tranquillity.
The hot water enclosed them with comfort.
Soon enough, the water turned cold and she wrapped herself and him with long, fluffy towels. They helped each other dry off, and sat half-dressed on his bed, she sat on his lap as she dried his hair enthusiastically.
His face scrunched up and his grip on her waist tightened with an affectionate warning, she grinned at him as she threaded her fingers through his wet, ebony hair.
He grabbed his shirt by his side and helped her get it on, he sat back against the headboard and she sat crossed legged in front of him keenly ready for him to brush her hair.
He brushed her long, brown hair with so much benignity, her eyes fluttered shut and soon enough she was resting herself against his chest.
He placed the brush aside and pulled her impossibly closer towards him, as he pulled the covers over them, he kissed her shoulder, her nose, and then her lips – enjoying the way she gave him a small, overjoyed smile with her eyes still closed.
He relaxed against her and inhaled her alluring lavender smell, his own eyes fluttered shut and before he knew it; he drifted off with her into a peaceful state of reverie.