Note from the Author:
Hey guys! Sorry about not posting updates for a while. I was busy graduating college! I should be much more frequent on updates now that I have the summer! Thanks for all the interest. Please leave comments and ideas you have for the story. I'd love to include them if they fit well.
This chapter will have a sex scene so if that is not your taste, don't read it.
I kissed Lev. Oh God. I want to do it again. I shouldn't want that. We finished making dinner. But man, the tension between us was thick. I couldn't think of a single thing to say nor could I even look at him. I felt like I was constantly blushing.
"Little fox, they are cool enough to eat if you want. We could take them to your room if you want." I nod and put two on a plate. I follow him up the stairs. We get back to the room, sit, and eat in silence. When I finish he takes my plate and puts it on the table near the door. "Little fox, I wouldn't have let you kiss me if you were going to ignore me afterwards."
My eyes shot up and met his. They are the same blue but they look soft for the first time since I've been here.
"I'm sor-" I went apologize but I am immediately interrupted
"No. Don't apologize. That's worse." His lips meet mine and I am swallowed in the feverish emotion of it all. His hand is on the side of my face keeping my face to his while his other moves my shirt and explores the skin on my lower back. I moan and he slips a tongue in my mouth. His tongue fights for dominance and I let him take over. He pushes me until I am in the center of my bed. We stop kissing and just look at one another. As he hovers over me and we are both breathing heavy. His eyes that were soft just a few minutes ago are dark with lust and showing his confliction. He wants me but his brain is telling him no. I want him so bad. I can't let him deny me.
I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull off the fitted T-shirt I was wearing. His eyes now trailing over my body much more certain. I reach up and start unbuttoning his shirt. Sliding it from his arms I trace back over his intricate tattoos. Everyone else has tattoos but he has so much more. They are beautiful and intermingle as if he himself is the canvas and the artwork is painted on. Whoever did this is amazing.
"You're beautiful. Like a piece of artwork." I say tracing fluid lines from tattoo to tattoo. He grunts and my eyes meet his.
"Normally a man wouldn't like to be called beautiful, little fox." His face doesn't show displeasure, just hunger, lust. He leans forward and I feel his breath on my neck just below my ear. I shiver in anticipation and the wetness between my legs grows. "I'll forgive you today because of the sweet way you admired my tattoos." His lips come down on my neck and a moan escapes my throat. His hands are hot and roam my body. I feel like I'm on fire, but I lace my hand into his long dark hair breathing heavily.
"Oh God..." I croak and I feel him smirk against my neck. I could feel myself flush to my chest. I feel like a horny teenager. He lifts up from my neck and I whimper at the loss of touch. Then he pulls off my bra. I didn't even know he had unclasped it. He grins evilly and lowers his head taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I moan loudly at the sensation. A fog envelops my brain. There is so sense coming to me anymore. All I want is him. He takes his time on both my breasts all the while I am panting and wanting more.
"Please!" It comes out as a breathy whine. His blue eyes are so dark now. He wants me too. Just then I see him break out in a smile that would make a prude drop her panties.
"What would you like, little fox? I can take my mouth further down if you'd like. Or we could skip to the main event? Either way you're cumming before I do." All I can do is nod not really confirming what I want just that I want the outcome. He laughs and it fills the room, but he takes his head between my legs. He squeezes my thighs and I moan in anticipation. He dives in and goes full speed making me cry out at the intense sensations. He continues tonguing my clit when I feel him slide fingers in. I moan in response with my legs already shaking in anticipation of what is to come. "Come, little fox." He took his mouth away for just a split second to mumble those words and then continued his attack quickly sending me over the edge. This was probably one of the hardest orgasms of my life. When I come to, I see Lev stroking himself as he continues to rub my clit through the orgasm.
"Kenna please tell me you're on birth control and I don't have to go fumbling around for a condom." His face is serious, but his eyelids are drooped in bliss.
"I have an implant. We don't have to worry." He quickly moves on top of me and settles between my legs. He is fairly long but if girthy beyond belief. I begin to worry about how painful it'll be with how big he is.
"I'll go slow. You ready?" He looks at me in the eyes begging me to say yes like he can't wait to be inside me. I nod and he presses forward. Initially, it did hurt but he stopped once he was completely inside me. "Fuck. I don't know how I'm going to fucking last."
His breathing was heavy in my ear. Once I had adjusted to his size, he lifted his head and began to pull out and thrust back in. His pace is steady as if to keep it going and enjoyable as long as possible. I realize quickly how close I am to the edge again. Lev notices too and picks up the speed.
"Kenna, if you come I will too. Come when you're ready, little fox." His voice was barely a breathy whisper. Still, I came undone and a few thrusts after I did, Lev did too.
