Page 68 of Ever After

I roll over, and it’s like all my muscles have turned to jelly. He gazes at me and the lines of his face tighten with emotion. “I love you, Levi.”

I open my mouth to say the same back but cry out instead as he leans forward and takes me into his mouth. It’s a slow slide into tight, wet heat, and I groan, my hands coming down without thought, cupping his skull and pulling him closer. “More,” I whisper.

His eyes are wet, but his expression is completely serene as he takes a breath and then takes me farther in—more and more until I hit the back of his throat. He pauses there, and although it’s difficult to keep my eyes open, I hold his stare, wanting to surrender to the dark pleasure. His lips are full and stretched around my cock, and he watches me calmly. Then he swallows and I throw my head back, shouting out to the ceiling.

He pulls off until the tip is on his tongue and then slides his mouth back over me, wriggling his tongue into the frenulum. He sucks softly at first, and then the suction turns deep—long pulls, his throat constricting around me. His slippery hand cups my balls and I twist up, pushing my cock farther into his mouth.

“Close,” I say.

He hums and I’m done. I come in pulses down his throat and he swallows it all. It seems to go on forever until I finally slump back on the mattress, my body lax and satisfied.

“Shit,” I say.

He snorts, patting my hip and falling next to me. He licks his lips and I give a shudder when I see the gleam of my spunk on his tongue.

“You’re so easy,” he murmurs.

“Only for you.”

He throws his arm over my ribs and kisses my shoulder. “Alright now?”

“You’ve sucked my soul out of my cock.”

“Pure poetry.”

“Thank you,” I say softly, and his arm tightens.

“You never need to thank me for that.”

“What about you?”

“Just you tonight.” He yawns and I echo him, smiling at his soft laughter. Then he cuddles close and an easy silence drops.

I rest my head on my pillow twining our legs together. “What did I say to the Ocado man?” I finally ask.

He laughs, shoving me a little. “Enough to know we might be on a blacklist somewhere in the depths of the Ocado offices. Sleep.”

My blinks get slower and slower. The wind is howling outside, rattling the windows, but under the sheets I’m safe and warm with my love. “I love you,” I mumble again. “My Blue Billings.”

The slide into sleep is effortless this time.

CHAPTER 11

BLUE

Levi is ahead of me on the cliff. The wind blows his hair back as he strides forward.

“Stop,” I call. “Babe, stop. You’re too near the edge.”

But he doesn’t stop. I reach out my hand, trying to grab his coat, but my hand passes through the fabric. When I look down, I’m made of smoke.

He’s standing on the edge now. When he looks back, he smiles. His eyes are black. Then he jumps. For a second, he’s silhouetted against the sky, and then he’s gone.

“Levi!” I scream.

I sit bolt upright in bed, my heart hammering. I’m covered in sweat and my panicked breaths are coming fast and loud.

Gentle hands touch my hair and arm. “Blue? It’s okay, love. Blue, look at me.”