Play Rough (Black Rose Kisses 2)

When he goes back to flicking his tongue along my clit, it feels even more intense than it did before.

I’m so close, and I breathe that out for Levi, grinding against him as much as I can, hips rutting almost desperately.

“Please,” I chant, trying to keep my voice down but needing him to feel the urgency in my words. “Levi, fucking come on.”

His mouth is too busy to respond, but he hums agreeably and then seals his lips over my clit and sucks. My eyes nearly roll back into my head, the surge of sensation is so fucking strong.

My knees threaten to buckle, but Levi holds on to me while I hold on to him, and I shake through my orgasm, fighting for breath while I bite my lip hard to keep from screaming.

It’s one of those good ones that rolls into af

tershocks and takes a while to fade away. Before I can even catch my breath, Levi’s spinning me around and pulling me down into his lap, his chest to my back.

He holds his cock with one hand and guides it into me, so I end up sitting on it. I’m so wet that it slides in easy as hell, and just the first press of his shaft inside my pulsing walls adds to the aftershocks I’m still feeling, making me squirm and writhe in his lap.

Levi wraps an arm around my waist and pulls my back to his chest, peppering kisses along my bare shoulder while I catch my breath.

“You’re so wet,” he mutters, voice deep and thick in my ear. “Goddamn, Mercy.”

“It’s your fault,” I manage to shoot back, even though I know I sound more desperate and turned on than annoyed.

He laughs again, and it’s such a heavy sound. It slides over my body like warm water, and I have to close my eyes for a second and focus on breathing.

Levi is just so much. He’s so casually sexy, and I have his cock spearing me open, just sitting in his lap in the living room where anyone could come down and see. The thought of it makes me move in place, rolling my hips in a little circle that has his cock rubbing right up against the perfect spot inside me.

“Fuck,” I moan on a shaky exhale.

“That’s the plan,” Levi responds, then he does something with his hips that has me lifting my hand to bite down on my palm so I don’t make too much noise.

I spread my legs wider, letting them drape over the outsides of his as I start moving, riding his dick slowly. The calloused palms of his hands trace down over my sides, and he holds on to my hips, dipping his head forward to rest his forehead between my shoulder blades.

“Just like that,” he whispers. “Yeah. Fuck, you’re so good. You feel so good.”

He’s one to talk, when his cock is thick and hot and filling me up just the way I like, but I don’t have the breath to tell him that. Instead I just moan in answer and work my hips faster, making sure each time I sink all the way down, the head of his cock rubs right where I want it to.

One of Levi’s hands comes forward, and he sets it on the flat of my stomach, almost like he wants to feel the way my body accommodates the girth of him. His hips press up and I sink down, and we meet in the middle again and again.

The TV plays on, and even though I’m facing it, I have no idea what the hell is happening on the screen. It’s all just colors and sounds at this point, and the only thing keeping my attention is Levi’s cock and his hands on me.

They’re like anchors, keeping me from floating away, and I can’t get enough.

My chest heaves as I pant for breath, and my heart races. Each time I sink down, the pleasure climbs a bit more, and I can hear Levi’s ragged breathing in my ear, the little hitches in it that tell me he’s enjoying the hell out of this.

“I want you to come for me,” he grunts. “God, Mercy. I want to feel you come on my cock.”

I want that too, and I nod, reaching down to grab his hand and pull it between my legs. My clit is still sensitive from his mouth being on it, and when the pads of his fingers brush against it, I have to suck in a sharp breath.

It feels so good. It’s all so fucking good.

Levi knows what to do, and he picks up where his tongue left off, stroking and pressing his fingers against my clit while his cock continues to thrust inside me.

The combination of the two is so much, and I almost forget to breathe. All I can do is hold on as we move together, each breath coming out like a moan.

“Close,” Levi grunts out, and I feel him shaking under me. “So close.”

“Yeah,” I pant. “Me too.”

That’s all he needs to hear, apparently.