“Feel good, Charlie?” He looks down at me with a triumphant grin.
“If I say yes, will your head get any bigger?” I reply on a moan.
“Probably.”
My eyes roll back into my head, and I tell myself it’s because he’s a smartass and not because he’s way too good at this, though I don’t bother to argue anymore because I’m currently trying not to die from need.
He continues his teasing before my underwear somehow disappears, and his jeans are pulled down to his knees.
“I’m gonna go out on a limb and say you’ve never done this before,” he adds before cupping my face. “You sure you’re okay with this?”
I nod, too nervous to do anything else.
“Tell me, Charlie. Tell me you’re okay with giving this to me because if you’re not—”
“I’m okay, Levi.” I swallow thickly. “Promise.”
“I’ve never taken a girl’s….”
Virginity. That’s what he’s thinking. I can read it clearly on his face.
“You’re not taking anything,” I admit. “I’m giving it to you.”
With a soft chuckle, he tips my head up. “I don’t deserve it.”
“Probably not,” I tease before nipping at his bottom lip. “But I want you to have it, anyway.”
Eyes softening, he nudges my legs farther apart then slowly lines us up until I can feel him teasing my entrance. “Then I promise I won’t take it for granted.”
I feel his fingers dig into my upper thigh before his mouth takes the spotlight. Licking. Sucking. Biting—
Holy freaking shit!
My mouth opens on a gasp as every single inch of him presses into me.
“Like a Band-Aid, Charlie. Just like a Band-Aid,” he soothes, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Ouch,” I mumble, trying to catch my breath. He doesn’t move a muscle as he waits for me to adjust to the intrusion.
And it’s a big one. The thought makes me laugh and somehow eases the tension in my muscles, helping me relax.
Once I release all the air I’ve been holding, I feel his hand slowly tickle my bare thigh in a soothing rhythm.
“You okay?” he whispers against the shell of my ear.
I nod.
“You sure?”
With a light laugh, I nod again. “Yup. Golden.”
“Then let’s get to the fun part.”
With a gentleness I don’t expect, Levi rotates his hips before peppering open-mouthed kisses along my neck, igniting the fire that’s always sizzled between us. That same rush from earlier starts to resurface, and I catch myself meeting his thrusts with my own as my fingers scrape along his back, raising his shirt all over again in search of more skin.
His deep chuckle reverberates through his chest, and I kind of love that it’s still my Levi who’s with me right now.
“You like that, Charlie?” he asks, though I can hear the cocky undertone in his voice.
With a laugh, I murmur, “I may or may not be finally understanding what the big deal is about sex.”
“Is that right?” he teases against my neck as he continues pumping in and out of me.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I let my instincts take over. “Yeah. Let’s see if you can push me over the edge, shall we?”
“That a challenge, Charlie?”
“Uh-huh,” I moan as he angles his hips to hit the perfect spot inside of me. I lock my ankles behind his lower back and hold on for dear life.
Shit, that feels good.
Then it’s game on.
And it couldn’t be more perfect.
I feel like I’m in pretty good shape, but as I roll onto my side in my bed, muscles that I didn’t even know I had scream at me in protest of their extra-curricular activities last night. A light groan escapes me, followed by a deep chuckle as an arm snakes around my hips and pulls me into a hard, warm chest.
Awww, I’m the little spoon, my inner girl squeals.
“Good morning,” he murmurs against my ear before planting an open-mouthed kiss against my neck.
“Morning,” I croak.
“Feeling sore?”
“How could you tell?”
“Because you made that same sound after I convinced you to run a marathon with me a year ago.”
I groan. Again.
“And this is worse,” I complain, making him laugh even harder.
“But worth it?” he asks.
“Definitely worth it.”
“Good answer. I know we didn’t talk about this last night, but I need you to know that I’m all in. I know you know me, and that I’m not usually one for….” His voice trails off, piquing my curiosity enough to twist in his arms.
“Not one for girlfriends?” I finish for him. The sun is shining in through the window, casting the room in a soft white glow. It makes the guy who just took my virginity look like a freaking angel, which is comical because, you know, he just deflowered me before marriage.
“Yeah. That,” Levi mutters, grabbing my attention from the way his scruff in the morning is pretty much the most attractive thing I’ve ever seen.
Note to self: Hide all the razors in our apartments.
“Charlie?” he presses.
I grin at how hesitant he looks. It makes me feel…powerful. Like I might own him just as much as he’s always owned me. After another pause where I can tell he’s close to snapping, I murmur, “I know, Levi.”
“But you’re different,” he rushes to add. “You’ve always been different. I want to do this for real. With you. Are you okay with that?”
Did Levi McCoy just ask if I would be his girlfriend? I feel like my middle school self is jumping up and down in excitement, and I can’t stop the smile from practically splitting my face in two.
“Definitely.”
He plants a quick peck against my forehead. “Good. Will you go to the Jelani Arts Center grand opening with me?”
There’s a hopefulness in his eyes that makes me want to laugh.
“Uh…duh. Did you think I wouldn’t?”
“I don’t know,” he hedges. “I didn’t want to assume—”
“Dude. I would’ve gone with you before this”—I wag my fingers between us—“happened. You’re stuck with me, remember?”
“No matter what?”
“Hell, yes.”
“Even if things don’t work out? Or I screw this up? Charlie, I’ve never done this before. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Neither of us has done this before, but there isn’t anyone I’d rather do it with. And if you’re all in, then so am I.” I brush my lips against his, ignoring the panic that flares in my chest when I realize he might not be a fan of morning kisses. It’s quickly extinguished when he grips the back of my head and pries my mouth open with his tongue, deepening the kiss until I’m left gasping. Again.
Apparently, Levi likes sex and isn’t afraid to show me how much he enjoys it. Over and over again.
And I’m totally okay with it.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Levi