Chapter 25: Ecstasy

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**Chapter contains smut. Reader discretion advised!**

The minute that front door was shut, Levi slammed his lips against mine, his hands travelling down my sides wildly, tracing the curves of my body. It was as if he had no control over himself, which was more than fine. I could barely rope in my own actions. My hands worked quickly, unbuttoning his shirt as swiftly as I could as he tugged at the hem of my hoody. I walked backwards as he pushed me, our lips still moving in sync with our wild kisses.

I slid his unbuttoned shirt to the floor just as we made it into the living area. Our kisses were hot and heavy, steaming my glasses with each sloppy smack of our lips. But I didn't care. No, I was too engulfed by the way he held me. His touch was both tender and forceful, his hands gingerly groping me as he guided me to the stairs.

Somewhere between the door and stairs, Levi had pulled my pants to the floor, abandoning them behind us close to where I had dropped his shirt. He pulled my hoody up over my head and flung it to his couch, only breaking our kiss briefly with the removal of each article of clothing. I took the opportunity to rip his white undershirt up over his head, flinging it to his sofa.

There we were. Him completely topless, the shadows dipping and diving into the valleys of his abdominal muscles like inky rivers. The dim gleam bathed him, bouncing off the places where the shadows didn't reach only making him appear like a god. Our heavy pants filled the space between us, our chests rising and falling quickly. It felt like an eternity since I had last touched him...since I had been anywhere close to him in such a sensual manner. I had missed it so much.

Levi pulled me close to him, smirking, "Wrap your arms around my neck, Y/N." He nuzzled his nose into the crook of my neck, his hot breath caressing my skin. "Like this."

He guided my hands, tenderly wrapping my arms around his neck, lacing my fingers together against the nape of his neck. Goosebumps rose up on my skin as his fingers glided down my arms, his hot breath still brushing against my flesh. His hands traced down my body before reaching my bum. He gave my butt cheeks a firm squeeze, causing me to jump to my toes. I could feel him smirk in response when he lifted me up off the ground. He supported the weight of my body as I hooked my legs around his waist, our lips once more dancing in harmony.

I could feel Levi making his way up the steps effortlessly, his strides confident and certain. We reached the second floor and Levi continued into his room. Our lips continuously smacked in unison as Levi gingerly lowered me onto his mattress, his grip tender. He broke our kiss, his eyes falling over me, tracing me. At first, I felt so small and almost self-conscious due to my growing baby bump and the way the fabric of my white spaghetti strap clung to my torso only intensified that feeling.

I went to try to hide myself when he pinned my arms to the sides of my head, breathing, "Why are you trying to hide?" He pressed his lips to my neck, leaving trails of sweet butterfly kisses to my collarbone. "I want to see you, Y/N."

He tugged my tank top up over my breasts, exposing my bra. He continued to trail kisses down my chest, giving each lump and sweet peck, only causing me to moan. I could feel him smile against my skin as one of his hands slid down to a mound. He gave it a firm squeeze through my bra, massaging me sensually. All I could do was moan and groan in response, fueling his actions.

Satisfied at his tactic for easing my mind, he peeled my tank top off and tossed it to the floor, leaving me in my undergarments...my little swollen belly in full view. But I didn't care. His eyes were still drinking me up as if I was that same pre-pregnant girl he met at the beginning of the year. As if I was the only thing he saw.

He pressed his lips to one of my breasts once more before rising to he feet. I watched eagerly as he undid his pants and dropped them down, kicking them off, revealing the bulge in his boxers. The tingling between my legs intensified as I remembered the way it felt to have him in me. To feel him so close, nearly mending with me. It all drove me wild. I didn't just want him -I needed him.

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