I bring my legs up so I can have better support, increasing the speed of which I push in and pull out of her. Refraining from biting her, I part my mouth and simply run my teeth over her shoulder, across her chest. The sound of our skin slapping together battles against Presley moaning my name in that breathy voice of hers. Her body feels so good.
“Fuck, Levi. Bite me already.” Presley sounds exasperated.
From the corner of my eye, I can see her gripping my sheets. I smirk against her chest, pounding into her harder as I place my hands on either side of her. Smarty grabs my arms, her eyes hooded and her nails cutting into me. Leaning down, I take her bottom lip between my teeth and suck hard then bite down on it. Smarty arches her back, wrapping her legs around me tightly in a sign that she’s getting close.
Kissing my way down her neck, I whisper, “Tell me again.”
“Levi, you better fucking bite me right now.” I push myself deeper into her and she yells out, “God, Levi.”
Her hands are digging so hard into my arms as I open my mouth against her shoulder. She’s waiting and ready as I thrust into her. When her legs tense, I bite her shoulder to trigger both of our orgasms.
Gently, I kiss the red bite mark as Presley relaxes her hold on my arms, and I stop moving inside her.
“I never knew biting could be so hot,” she mumbles.
I laugh, pulling out of her, and get up to go clean myself off. It’s not until I return to find a covered up Presley that I respond. “I didn’t know it either,” I say, pulling on the gym shorts on the floor and crawling in beside her.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve had the urge to do that before, but it wasn’t until I slept with you that I actually did it. Now, I can’t stop. You just make the hottest sounds when I do and I can’t get enough of hearing you.”
Smarty cuddles up to me. “You’ve never bitten anyone else?”
“Nope.” I wrap my arms around her, loving the feel of her naked body.
“Good.”
I bark out a laugh, but it’s cut short when we hear Harper and Nichols talking and slamming the door shut.
“Levi,” Presley grits at me. “Why is your door still open?”
“Guys,” I yell, watching her. “Don’t come near my room.”
“Hey, Presley,” they both say from somewhere down the hall, laughing.
Smarty groans, and I laugh as I get up to shut the door.
Chapter Thirty-One
Presley
May
I think I need to get a t shirt that says “I Hate Finals.” I bet I could make a fortune on them right now on the JWU campus. I’m so glad that it’s Friday and it’s over. Trevor, Marley, Levi, and I are going to meet up tonight in celebration of the ending of the semester, and I can’t wait.
I finally get all my paperwork done for my internship, and I’m going to start in a couple of weeks. I can’t believe all of this is happening. I have talked to my parents and they are so proud of me. They even said it outloud. I’m still in shock that our relationship has changed so much, but I’m happy about it too. I am worried about traveling back and forth to the city and I talked to my mom about moving in with Levi. She isn’t that happy, but she’s dealing. She made the suggestion to have Levi move into my place because I am closer to the city and not that far from RU. Plus, none of us are sure what is going to happen with the NHL draft. I know that Levi is going to be drafted, but none of us are sure when he will be called up to the NHL.
“There she is.”
I walk into Lou’s and the three people I love the most are sitting there, waiting for me. Levi has a bright smile on his face as he announces me. He gets up and hugs me tightly. These last few weeks with Levi have been the greatest since we started dating. Even through finals, we managed at least to talk to each other every day. I’m still worried a little, but the more we talk, the better I feel. Levi loves me and I love him.
“Hey, sorry I’m late. I wanted to wait around for my grades.” I hug Trevor and Marley before sitting down at the table. In front of me is a large strawberry milkshake. I can’t help but smile as I take a sip.
“So, how were they?” Levi rubs my back as he asks.
I shrug like it isn’t a big deal. “Well, all A’s!” I shout and throw my hands up. I can’t believe that I did it.
“Even in Constitutional Law?” Trevor asks.