CHAPTER 14

[ T H I R D P E R S O N' S P. O. V. ]

The feeling was very familiar for Levy. He got that same feeling every time his desires got wanton, and he found a new person to spend the night with. It was no new to him. He ignored that feeling like he always does, and focused on the person infront of him, who was still squirming beneath his touch.

“Where is everyone?” Ashley asked, panting, her lips and breasts now swollen due to continuous biting and sucking.

“Elsewhere.” Came the quick reply. Actually, even Levy was unaware of the location of his two brothers and did hate intrusions. If Matt came in, he would go back straight away, but Reign, he didn’t want to think about him at the moment.

The girl quickly came forward as she made her hands roam on Levy's crotch. She could feel that he was hard, but not too much. Before she could proceed any further, Levy tugged at her wrists and pulled her down on the couch. There, he was the boss and he knew exactly what to do.

He parted her legs as he peeled off her panties and stuck in a finger inside her, earning a delicious moan. He smirked against her thigh, as he moved in forward, his tongue teaching her soft spot. His tongue dug in completely, rubbing against her clit, as her fingers tugged at is hair, trying not to make too much sounds.

After he was quite done, he got up from his earlier kneeling position, as she made him sit on the couch now. He complied, but during all the sex he had, the only thing he cared was his pleasure, and not his partner’s. Something was missing in these relentless activities. Nothing could satisfy him and he wondered why. He didn’t like dwelling on the topic much, he idly thought, as he felt her hands palming him through his jeans.

She did a quick work with his belt, as she hastily unbuckled it, while Levy leaned against the soft couch. Then his jeans came off, followed by the boxers. Her hands strongly gripped Levy’s fly, as she rolled her tongue around it, making him let out a shaky breath. Her head bobbed up and down, as his hand clasped a messy ponytail of it, until she was done. It was his turn again. He grabbed her, as he bent her over the couch, and reached for the condom on the table. He rolled it over himself, as he pushed himself inside her.

Ashley cried out in pleasure, as his thrusts became rougher and harder. Finally, after they both were tired due to the insanely rough sex Levy offered, they both flopped down on the couch. Gone was his affection, as he turned into the cold jock again. She got up, as she wore her clothes, and kissed Levy on the lips, but he didn’t return it and just smiled.

After Levy was done pounding on her for about half an hour, she was a fragile mess. Her legs were wobbly, and she could barely move. The girl had no idea why Levy would go so hard and rough on their first time. She wanted making love and not fucking hard. But, she knew it very well, that she came face-to-face with the latter.

She wanted to ask him the reason for being so harsh, but decided not to press the topic, afraid that she might spoil his mood. Little did she know, that he had nothing to do with her, now that he’s taken her for the first time.

She gazed at the man leaning against the sofa, beads of sweat dripping down his perfectly sculpted chest. She was a literature student. She had to be a romantic. Levy didn’t say a word. He simply got up from the couch, and put his jeans back on.

For a weird enough reason, he wanted her to leave, but was polite enough not to say it at her face. Moreover, he was wondering where both of his brothers had gone. So much noise in the house, yet, none of them came to check. It was more awkward that Reign was somewhere inside that very mansion. Levy was sure that Reign hadn’t left the house, because he always used the front door to enter and exit the house and the area near the couch, directly lead to the front door.

He was disgusted at the same time about why were his thoughts drifting back to his baby brother Reign, who he shouldn’t have been thinking about at this very moment. And, the door bell rung. Ashley had her clothes on by then, and Levy, on the other hand, couldn’t bother to put his shirt on.

He lazily walked up to the front door, and opened it by a large swing. There was no one outside. His irritation builded — probably some stupid kids around the neighborhood, pulling off inane pranks; or so he thought. He huffed, as he turned to his door when he heard something crunch beneath his feet.

He bent down to inspect it, when all he got was a crumpled sheet of paper. He picked the note up, as he scooted inside the house and shut the door from inside.

“I still know what you did.”