“I’m sorry,” I whispered, finally cracking. “For alienating you in my anger. I was wrong. I was furious. I was… so stupid. I regretted that shit the moment I said it. I wanted to take it back so many times. But then you got together with Celeste. I was so hurt. It made it so much worse. Then you saved me. I loved you and wanted you. I-I was just too scared to do anything about it.”
“Why were you scared?” he asked in a gentle voice.
“I didn’t want you to tell me you hated me,” I said thickly. “I didn’t want to hear that you loved someone else. I didn’t want to let go if you did.”
“But I don’t love someone else.”
“You don’t?”
He shook his head. “I love you, bumblebee.”
“You do?” I peeked up at him with wide eyes, my heart skipping.
His gaze darted to my lips. “Yeah. So much so I’d die for you. Or didn’t you get that memo?”
I let out a blubbering laugh as he wiped the tears off my cheeks again.
“Make your move, bumblebee,” he murmured. “I can’t make it for you.”
Screw it. I was going to take what was mine.
I crashed my lips against his, melting into his hold as his arms wound around me tightly. His lips parted, and his tongue slid along mine in a rough, fierce kiss. He lifted me into his arms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pressed me against the wall, all lips and muscles and hands.
His kiss was demanding and brutal, just like I remembered. His palms held my ass as he ground his thick erection against my core. I moaned in his mouth as he hit a spot that made my eyes roll back.
His hands tightened on my ass until I hissed against his lips.
“You don’t know what you fucking did to me,” he growled, nipping at my bottom lip until I cried out. “I was in hell without you.”
“I-I’m sorry.” I wiggled in his hold until he lowered my legs, while still keeping a grip on my body. I undid his zipper and pushed his pants and boxers down.
He shimmied out of them quickly without moving away from me too much.
“How are you going to make it up to me?” He pressed, moving one of his hands off my ass and cradling my face. Slowly, he shifted his hand lower until he was at my throat. He rubbed a gentle circle on the sensitive flesh as I stared up at him.
“Anything. Anything you want,” I said on a soft exhale.
“Be careful making a deal with the devil, bumblebee. I intend on collecting.” He shuffled me off the wall so he could lay me in his bed, losing our shirts along the way.
He braced himself over me as my pulse roared in my ears.
“Are you OK?” I asked, noting the red, healing wound on his abdomen. I gently traced the area, now free of stitches, but still angry looking.
“Yes, I’m fine,” he answered, cradling my breasts and burying his face in my neck. “I can handle you.”
His declaration was good enough for me. I reached out and raked my fingers through his hair. He hauled my panties off and then my skirt, leaving everything in a pile on the floor. His mouth hardly left mine as he continued to kiss me, his hands roaming all over my body.
I let out a breath as he moved slowly down my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses on my flesh. When he reached my breasts, he paid careful attention to each one, licking, sucking, and nibbling.
“Who left this mark?” he asked, nipping against the small hickey on my neck,
“I-I think Vinny,” I managed to say.
His lips moved back to my breasts. He sucked hard against one, making me wince as he left his own mark on me.
With a heated gaze, he continued south, leaving more kisses behind. When he reached the apex of my thighs he breathed out.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded softly.
I did so without protest. He swept his tongue up my heat, making me moan. He flicked his tongue against my clit before sucking it. A torrent of electricity and goosebumps raced across my skin as he tormented my aching center with his mouth. Nibbling. Licking. Flicking.
I writhed against his face as he brought me to a new high before pushing me over the edge. I tumbled freely, his name on my lips as he ate me to completion. When he was done, he crawled back up my body, his thick erection teasing my entrance.
“I love you,” I whispered as he stared down at me.
He twined his fingers through mine and pushed them over my head, holding them there.
“I know, bumblebee. I know.”
And then he pushed inside me, filling me completely, his low groan filling the room.
“Oh God,” I choked out, wincing as he thrust into me again, his hips shifting in the most delicious way.
He hit the perfect spot inside me with each snap of his hips, making my toes curl and my back arch. I had no idea his hips could move like that. Fucking Levin Seeley was like doing an intimate dance where he took the lead. Each thrust made me cry out. Each breath he feathered over my face made me bow up against his body, desperate for him to inhale me and keep me inside him.
Levin Seeley knew how to fuck.
I was ready to come within seconds as he pounded into me at an even pace. Each time he thrust into me, each time he pressed his body against mine, each time he tightened his hold on my hands, made me want to scream his name until the devil heard me and crowned him king of the fucking world.