I wanted to play.
I breathed into his mouth. “Take off your boxers.”
The hands at my hips stilled and he pulled back to look at me. “Wait.”
“No!” I was sexually frustrated. I needed his cock inside me now! “No, I’m tired of waiting. I’ve wanted this for weeks.” I kissed him, pushing my chest into his. “I’m not waiting anymore, Lev. Now.”
He kissed me back with all he had then pecked my lips. “I’m sorry to put a kink in your plans, but…” His brow rose. “Don’t you have your period?”
“Oh.” Well that freaking sucked. I buried my face into the space where shoulder meets neck and I mock sobbed. “No.”
He ran his hands down my back tenderly. “We can wait.”
I lifted my face and shot him a look of disbelief. “For a week? A whole week?”
He kissed my nose. “I would wait ten years if you asked me, Mina.” His eyes softened. “I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for you. A week is nothing in comparison.”
Shit.
I was going to cry. For real.
My throat thick, I whispered, “Shit.”
His expression turned panicked at the sight of my wet lashes. “I’m sorry. I told you I’m not good with words.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pressed my lips to his and spoke against them, “You are perfect, Lev. Your words are honest and colored beautifully. You make me feel things I thought were lost to me. And I’m in danger of losing my heart to you.”
I didn’t add ‘and that scares the bejeezus out of me’.
He squeezed my hips with his big hands. “One day at a time.”
I nodded. He was right. One day at a time.
Reaching across the bed, I turned off the lamp and lay in the center of the bed, waiting for Lev to take his place behind me. He fitted my body to his, spooning me sweetly, but the erection in the center of my back was hot and bothered. I could feel its anger.
In the dark, I whispered, “Want me to take care of that bad boy for you?”
The arm he had around me tightened and he repeated his previous words, “One week, Mina.”
One week, indeed. One week of hell.
“Okay,” I spoke quietly. “Night, Lev.”
He moved my hair and kissed the base of my neck. “Goodnight, mouse.”
I needed a glass of water. My mouth was drier than the Sahara.
On nights like this, I could walk all the way down to the kitchen in the middle of the night, or I could go into the en suite, run the faucet, and stick my mouth under it.
I chose the easy option, obviously.
Flinging back the covers, I slid out of bed, shuffled over to the en suite, and noticed a little too late that the light inside was already on.
I opened the door carelessly, unaware that I was about to walk in on something private. Very private.
My sleepy eyes widened and my lips parted as I took in Lev, leaning against the vanity, boxers off, his head thrown back in bliss as he tugged on his thick cock with a firm hand.
And what a cock it was.
A small squeak escaped me.
Lev’s eyes snapped to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off his furious erection. It was long, and thick, and it looked as though Lev had manscaped. I was petite. I stood there a moment wondering how on earth it was going to fit inside me. Clearly, we’d have to take it slow.
“That looks painful,” I mumbled sleepily, my hand still on the handle. It took a moment before I realized this was not a dream, regardless of how hot it was. I gasped, covering my face with a hand. “Shoot, I’m sorry! I didn’t know anyone was in here. I’ll…” I slipped back out and closed the door behind me. “I’ll leave you to it.”
I rushed back into bed, but my body was hot and bothered. I couldn’t cover myself.
Five or so minutes passed, and finally, Lev came out of the bathroom. He slid into bed and we lay in a long silence.
My cheeks flamed. It couldn’t be avoided. We needed to talk about it or it would become ‘that awkward incident that shall never be named’. “I’m sorry.”