I don’t know what she was about to say, but I interrupt her anyway. “Smarty, I need to see you. Now.”
“Okay. You may get there before me, though.”
“That’s why you gave me a key, Smarty,” I say and she laughs. Once I wrap up the phone call, I grab my keys to go see my favorite redhead. There’s a little surprise at seeing Presley’s car in the lot. She did make it here before me. I practically run up the stairs, barging into her apartment.
“Presley,” I call out when I don’t see her as I lock her door. No reason to give anyone the opportunity to come inside.
“Looking for me?”
Swiveling on my heels, I turn to see Presley barefoot, wearing a black lacy bra and matching sheer bottoms. As fast as my long legs will take me, I cross the room, cupping her face in my hands. I capture her lips and groan as her tongue slides into my mouth. God, I have missed her. I move my hands down her neck, pushing her against the door frame so I can lean into her.
“Mm, Presley,” I rumble as I nibble along her jaw. “Missed you so much.”
Smarty grabs my wrists, pulling my hands down by my side. I lean back to look at her, and she smirks. Presley tugs me the rest of the way into her bedroom, her hands grabbing my shirt to lift it. I finish pulling it over my head as she kisses my stomach, unbuttoning my pants and yanking them down. Once I’m naked, she stands, and I kiss the hell out of her, dragging her lower lip into my mouth and between my teeth to bite down on it. Smarty’s moan is almost the end of me.
My fingers grasp the clasp of her bra, but the damn last one won’t unhook. I stop kissing her and look over her shoulder to see what I’m doing.
“I got it,” Presley says softly, reaching behind her before I become frustrated. She smiles as the straps slide down her arms and as she drops the bra to the floor. My attention is fully focused on this outrageously beautiful, curvy body standing before me. Presley shimmies out of her panties then takes my hand to lead me onto the bed.
That red hair spreads to perfectly around her on the pillow. As I hover over her, I can’t help but think again of how fucking stunning she is. I lean my head down to kiss her, those nails of hers digging into the skin on the back of my neck, as I use one hand to grab the conveniently placed condom on her nightstand. Quickly, I roll it on because I want her so badly, especially after a long week like this one.
Presley wraps her legs around my waist, waiting, and I don’t hesitate to push myself into her. She arches her back as she tries to force her hips to move closer to mine.
“God, Levi,” she breathes with her eyes closed. Nothing ever sounded sexier than the way she says my name like that.
While I build my fast, steady rhythm, I kiss her neck, sucking on the skin. There’s one thing, in particular, that I want to feel, and I know just what to do to make Presley do it. I bite a pinch of the skin on her neck, and her hands immediately grab at my back. I want to feel her nails cutting into my back as she drags them downwards. I want it to feel as if she has to do something because of all the sensations I’m making her feel.
I reposition us so I can drive into her harder, and I do just that. Slamming into her with all I have, one hand caressing a breast, the other her clit, I sink my teeth into her shoulder, just as I thrust into her really fast, hard, and deep.
“Oh God, Levi,” she screams in my ear, her fingers dragging their way down my back. When I don’t slow down at all, her hands almost frantically try to hold still in one spot, but she can’t. Presley claws at my back, her legs tensing around me, and just as I return to her mouth, biting her lip, she yells out my name with her climax. Her nails dig so deeply, I think she’s cutting skin and with one more push into her, I find my release.
My body relaxes quickly as I take a breather, resting my body on hers. My head is next to hers, but facing the pillow, tilting inward so I can breathe.
Gently, I kiss her shoulder. “I’m pretty sure everyone in this building definitely knows by now that I’m a God.” Presley laughs and I add, “I really, really missed you, Smarty.”
“I missed you too, Levi.” Her hands glide up my sides, and I turn my head to look at her as she does the same. After my quick kiss, she smiles and says, “We have a full week ahead of us filled with nights like tonight.”
“Nights, mornings, afternoons, evenings.”
Smarty laughs, “Yeah, those too.”
“I’m gonna clean up. I’ll be right back.” I kiss her cheek and head to the bathroom. When I return moments later, I slip on my underwear, and see that while I was gone, she snatched my shirt off the floor, so she could wear it. I climb back into bed with her and ask if she’s at least started packing yet.
“Do you see a suitcase anywhere?” I fake a glare and she giggles. “How long has Mr. Neat Freak Levi been packed?” She perks an eyebrow, pressing her lips together so she won’t laugh.
“Since yesterday but only because I knew I rather spend tonight with you than at my place packing.”
“That’s sweet.” Presley grins before finally releasing her laugh. “Is that the only reason that you packed two days in advanced?”
“There’s nothing wrong with being organized, Smarty.” Pulling her against me, I add, “You should start packing now before I change my mind and decide that we’ll just stay here the whole time.”
She huffs and squeezes her arms that are around me. “We don’t leave until tomorrow and it’s like four in the afternoon. I have plenty of time.”
~
Oh, yeah. Smarty had plenty of time last night, which is why she was scrambling this morning to finish packing so we could go the airport. I smirked at her when she snapped at me about how I was just standing around, watching her in her frenzy. It didn’t help that I said, “I told you to pack, but you were too busy with God Levi.” Her glare was humorous.
Now, we’re on our way to the hotel in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. McCarthy is driving and there is small talk between him, his sister, and his girlfriend. I dig my phone from my pocket and call my father.