The Intern

Chapter 44

Levi

I never wanted this to end.

My nails ripped down his back like I was trying to prove a point, but I had no idea what it was. Hell, I couldn't even remember my own name right now and that wasn't a surprise. That was him and what he did to me every single time I was wrapped up in his arms. Swallowed up by him as if there was nothing else in the world save for our two connected bodies. We could be the only things left in this shitty ass existence and I would be happy for it. There was nothing else I needed. Nothing I would even consider. Nothing but him. Just him. Like this.

For as long as I was lucky enough to have him.

A desperate cry tore from my throat and his name fell off my lips like it was a whispered prayer. If whispers could leave your throat raw while they echoed off the walls in the room. Somewhere in the back of my mind I realized he was shouting my name, too, but his voice was the only thing I heard. The words didn't matter and they didn't register as anything other than a deep, alluring sound. It wasn't even fair that he could leave me a shivering mess just by saying my name. All of the other tricks weren't necessary, but I sure as hell appreciated them.

As it was, I wouldn't be walking right for the next week.

"Levi..." His lips were at my ear, curving into a perfect smirk as his nails dragged across my ass.

"Again."

His chuckle was low and deep. "You're insatiable..."

"You already knew that," I growled, digging my nails into his hips. I gave one good jerk and he moaned, thrusting further into me. "Now hurry up and fuck me, old man."

"That's not the way to convince me." His lips were at my throat now, his tongue brushing along the vein. "And you're going to have to work on that tone of yours. I won't allow you to talk to me that way."

His last words were spoken with a sharp edge, just sharp enough that I knew I had crossed a line.

"I'm sorry, Commander."

He drew back to stare into my eyes, his own filled with satisfaction. Satisfaction I had put there. I'd managed to please him, and the thought of that made my heart race. Almost as much as the sight of him did. His hair was a mess, trained into place by my fingers and an entire night of twisting and pulling. I had a hard time keeping my hands off of him, even when I was directed to do so. He said it was because I was new to the lifestyle, but I knew better. Even though we had barely begun, I already knew that I wanted to be the one to dominate him.

But he wasn't about to allow that, and I was willing to give up anything to stay.

Even if it meant submitting.

"You did well tonight, Levi," Erwin murmured softly, his eyes searching mine.

"You mean aside from disobeying everything you said?"

A smirk twitched on the corner of his mouth and he pinched my lower lip between his thumb and finger, giving it a small tug. "You'll get there."

My tongue darted out and brushed against his thumb, and for a brief moment I saw the light of lust in his eyes once more. But it wasn't enough for him to continue; not when he had decided that we were done for the night. I already knew there was no way of convincing him otherwise, had learned that quickly enough, and yet I hoped every time that he would give in to me.

"I have something for you."

They were the only words that could drag my mind away from sex, and they did so just barely. "What is it?"