Chapter 158: Side Story 2-8

Linda

My body bounces lightly on the mattress. I look up at him, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and anticipation. His eyes are dark with desire, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looms over me, his body pressing against mine.

"Levi," I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. He responds with a low growl, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. His tongue explores my mouth, teasing and tantalizing, drawing out a moan from deep within my throat.

His hands roam over my body, tracing the curves of my hips, the swell of my breasts, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. I arch into his touch, craving more. He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin, his tongue soothing the sting.

I can feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his erection pressing insistently against my thigh, a testament to his desire. My own body responds, my nipples hardening, my core aching with an almost painful need. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him on.

Levi's hands find the hem of my dress, his fingers deftly working the fabric up and over my head, leaving me exposed and vulnerable beneath him in only my panties. His eyes roam over my body, taking in every inch of me, his gaze intense and hungry. I can feel the weight of his stare, the way it lingers on my most intimate places, making me ache with a renewed desire.

He leans down, his lips capturing one of my nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I cry out, my back arching off the bed, my hands fisting in his hair, holding him to me. He continues to lavish attention on my breasts, his hands roaming over my body, teasing and tantalizing, drawing out my pleasure until I am a trembling, desperate, moaning puddle beneath him.

Levi touches me with so much experience, his fingers finding their way to the waistband of my panties, hooking into the cotton band, and pulling them down my legs. I lift my hips, helping him, eager to be free of the barrier. As the panties hit the floor, he positions himself between my legs, his dick pressing against my entrance, the head slick with his arousal.

He rubs his dick between my folds, watching as the wetness from my pussy mingles with his pre-cum, coating the head of his dick.

"Levi, please," I beg, my voice a desperate whimper. "I need you inside me."

He groans, a low, primal sound that vibrates through his chest and into my body. "Fuck, Linda. You have no idea how much I need you too," he says, as he slides a condom down his length.

With a single, powerful thrust, he sheathes himself inside me, filling me completely, stretching me so good to accommodate his girth. I cry out, the sensation intense, a perfect blend of pleasure and slight discomfort, sending shocks of electricity coursing through my veins.

Levi begins to move, his hips thrusting against mine, his dick sliding in and out of me with a steady, rhythmic motion. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through my body, my muscles tensing and relaxing with each movement. I can feel my orgasm building, a slow, steady climb that leaves me teetering on the edge of release.

His pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate, as if he is chasing his own release, his body coiled tight with the need to cum. I wrap my legs around his waist, my heels digging into his ass, urging him on, encouraging him to go deeper, to fuck me harder.

Levi's breath is ragged, his body slick with sweat as he moves above me, his eyes locked on mine, a silent promise of pleasure and passion passing between us. I can feel my body responding, my inner muscles clenching around him, milking him, drawing his orgasm from him.

"Cum with me, Linda," he growls, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Let go and cum with me."

Then he begins to rub small circles around my clit, alternating between pinching it between his fingers and rubbing it.

And I do cum, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over me, my cries of release echoing through the room, mingling with his groans of satisfaction. He continues to thrust, riding out my orgasm, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from my body. Then he stills, and his body jerks against mine as he thrusts in and out of me erratically.

As we come down from our high, our bodies slick with sweat and tangled in the sheets, Levi pulls me close, his arms wrapping around me as he presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. "That was incredible, as always," he murmurs, his voice soft and sated.

I smile up at him, my eyes shining with satisfaction and contentment. "It was," I agree, my voice a sleepy purr.

I drift off to sleep thinking that this can't possibly be my life. I can't possibly have a gorgeous man who loves and adores me. Dotes on me and fucks me so good at the same time.

I can hardly believe it! I must have done something good in my past life, for this to be happening to me now.

I get up the next morning mid-morning. Levi is still asleep next to me. He must not have had any work on his schedule this weekend.

I think business has been going fairly well for him lately. They've taken on bigger clients, so that leaves more work to be done.

I get out of bed, go to the bathroom, relieve myself, and wash my hands. When I'm done with that, I head downstairs to the kitchen.

When I get to the kitchen, I pull out all of the ingredients I'll need and start cooking the meat and veggie omelette.

Levi comes walking into the kitchen just as I pop some toast in the toaster. I pour him a cup of coffee and take it to him at the table. I set the cream and sugar in front of him.

Once the toast is done, I put an omelette and some toast onto two plates. I take the plates to the table, then go and get the OJ from the fridge, pouring some into two glasses.

I take those to the table with me and take a seat. I look at Levi and smile, blowing him a kiss before I pick up my fork and start eating.

Levi smirks at me before digging into his food. We eat in silence for a moment until I break the silence with, "What are your plans for today?"

Levi gives me a suggestive look, wiggling his eyebrows at me, "What are your plans for today?"

I roll my eyes and chuckle, "You're so silly! I'm down for whatever. Do you want to stay in, or go out?"

"I'd prefer staying in," he says, wiggling his eyebrows again, "But you'd probably like to get out for some air."

I shake my head and try to give him a stern look, but that illusion is broken, however, when a smile breaks out on my face.

Levi looks at me and laughs out loud; his laugh is so contagious I can't help but join him.

We finish eating as we joke around with each other. We decide to go window shopping and then to an arcade.

While we window shopped, Levi brought me a few things, paying too close attention to whatever I touched.

We had so much fun at the arcade. We behaved like little kids, making bets and seeing who could get the most points in any game.

When we finished playing, we stepped outside. On the sidewalk, Levi swept me into his arms, leaned me back, and placed a soft, sweet kiss on my lips.

I sighed and kissed him back, enjoying the feel of this man, who's all mine, pressed against me.

Levi looked down into my eyes, his eyes the color of a perfect stormy sky. "I love you, Linda. More than any words have the possibility to express."