EXES AND OH'S

Never Ever

I am awakened by soft kisses all over my face. I giggle sleepily and pull up the duvet over my head. Luna sometimes does this thing in the morning where she sneaks in my bedroom and wakes me up by showering me with her cute little baby kisses. 

"Good morning," I hear someone greet me — with a familiar and deep, husky, sexy morning voice. 

Holy shit. That's definitely not my three-year-old daughter.

Out of sheer horror, I squint and open my eyes, then finally drag the duvet back down to my chest. I immediately see bright, blazing green eyes looking back at me — Levi.

Oh. Right. 

Jesus Christ. Why the hell am I so disoriented?

"Morning," I greet him back, my voice still cracking and raspy from lack of sleep. I try to cover my mouth with the blanket again, but Levi stops me and presses his lips to me instead, letting out a moan as he kisses me.

"Hey." He pulls back and gets up on one elbow, leaning his temple against his palm. "Sleep well?" He asks sweetly with a huge fucking grin painted on his pretty man-guy face.

"What are you smiling about?" I ask and wonder. Though I find myself smiling back at Levi, mirroring his expression as I roll and lay on my side. 

"No, nothing, I—I was just thinking to myself." He shakes his head and dials down his grin. "I was thinking... if I could go back in time, not long enough, just maybe two or three years ago — I'd tell myself to stop wasting my time forgetting about you, cause it's just so fucking pointless. And I'd also tell myself that one day, I'd be lying in bed again next to you. But... I probably wouldn't believe it anyway, cause I'm a fucking asshole and I'd think I'm just pranking my own self." 

I snigger and roll my eyes. "Really? That's what you would do if you could go back in time? You wouldn't, like, save the Jews from the Holocaust and kill Adolf Hitler? Or tell John Travolta before the 2015 Oscars show that it's pronounced Idina Menzel and not Adele Dazeem?"

"Fucking idiot John Travolta!" Levi growls through furrowed brows and lets out a hearty laugh, which just made all my insides turn, shift and squirm. And as if he's also feeling the same the same way I'm feeling, Levi lowers his face and body on mine for a more intense, passionate kiss.

He then pulls down the blanket to unveil both our naked bodies under the sheets, before he hovers on top of me. My instinct takes over and so I bring up my knees and wrap my legs around Levi's waist. Our eyes meet as we both pull away from each other's faces at the same time. And not needing any verbal cue, Levi thrusts himself into me.

We grunt and groan in the same breath — our lips, tongues, bodies and hearts moving synchronically. And God, I love the feeling of Levi inside me. He takes me so fucking high, it's staggering and amazing all at the same time.

Last night was pure bliss, and honestly if I wasn't feeling so limp and sleepy already I could've asked for more. Levi has gotten so much hotter—physically, and in bed too. Rawr.

"You, on top." Levi whispers against the tip of my nose and rolls us both on the bed so that I'm sitting straddled above him, our bodies not breaking contact. I start to move and grind on top of Levi, both of us getting lost in each other once more.

And so by now you must be wondering, am I getting knocked up by Levi again? Absolutely not. I'm on injectible contraceptive right now. Well, just recently when I became sexually active again and started bonking with that blow-up man doll Carter. Ugh. I certainly don't want kids with that bonehead. Luna will definitely smack me in the head if I do.