Levi & Ines – chapter 11

Things start getting a little heated in this one…

(as always, just a rough draft of the chapter!)

Chapter 11

“I need a laugh now,” Ines announced. “Don’t suppose you’d want to watch some Will Ferrell with me?”
“Like you even need to ask,” Levi grinned. “We can watch it out here if you want, or in my bedroom, I honestly don’t mind which.
“The bedroom?” Ines suggested. “I need to lie down, or at least stretch out… and I need to take these damn shoes off, they’re killing me.”
“Price of beauty, huh,” Levi teased, helping her off the couch.

Ines followed him down the hallway and into his bedroom; he turned and smiled at her, she smiled shyly back and glanced longingly at his bed, then down at her dress. She frowned and put her hands on her hips.

“Would you have a t-shirt I could borrow? This dress is all constricty and I am over it!”
“Sure, top drawer in the chest of drawers behind you,” Levi replied, wishing the idea of her in one of his t-shirts didn’t turn him on as much as it did.

Considering what she’d just told him, now was not the time to get a boner.

“Thanks,” Ines said, opening the drawer and taking the t-shirt from the top of the neatly stacked pile.

It was one of his favourites; and potentially the worst one she could have chosen, considering how old and worn it was. The damn thing was almost see through. He was just about to make an excuse to leave the room while she got changed, when she walked closer to him.

“Um, can you get the zip?” she asked, turning so her back was to him.

Levi held his breath as he took the zipper in his fingers and carefully pulled it down. An expanse of creamy white skin was revealed, along with the fact she hadn’t been wearing a bra. Oh god.

“Pass me the t-shirt?” Ines asked, and Levi hoped like hell the dress wouldn’t accidentally slip, revealing even more skin.

He took the t-shirt from where she’d placed it on the bed and handed it to her. It would have been too much to see her change into the top, so he turned with his back to her, pretending to busy himself with getting the TV ready for a movie. Hearing the soft swish of fabric hitting the floor, Levi had to bite back a groan, the idea she was almost naked behind him, far too much to comprehend.

“You can turn around now,” Ines teased and Levi felt his face heating up.
“I’m sorry, kind of had to though, in the interest of self-restraint.”

He finally turned around and instantly regretted it… Standing before him was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, looking sexy as hell in something as simple as a t-shirt. It was loose, didn’t really give any hint of the curves that lay below, but she almost sheer quality of the shirt left nothing to the imagination.

Her nipples were pressing enticingly against the fabric, through which he could make out the rosy pink colouring of said nipples. At the bottom of the top there was a lacy black hint of underwear, the sight of which caused a stirring in his own underwear.

“You’ve got no idea what you do to me,” Levi swallowed loudly, trying to will his dick to settle down.
“I could say the same about you,” Ines commented, stepping toward him. “Seeing you in those exceptionally fitted dress pants, and that crisp white shirt… it did things to me.”

It did?

“I don’t understand why,” Levi said, “If anything I thought I looked under-dressed.”
“You were the most handsome man there, I saw other women looking at you, trust me, you looked more than okay.”
“Okay, enough ego stroking,” Levi laughed. “Shall we get comfortable and watch that movie?”
“Lead the way!” Ines said, gesturing toward the bed.
“Uhhhh, in it, or on top of it?” Levi asked, not wanting her to feel as if she had to get in bed with him. Again.
“In it, of course. It’s cold standing here in this t-shirt!”

That matter sorted, Levi went to his side of the bed, quickly stripped down to his boxers and climbed in between the sheets.

“Oh, if you want me to wear a t-shirt that is fine,” Levi said, hoping Ines didn’t take his near-nakedness as a sign he wanted something more from her.
“Skin is good,” Ines replied, smiling sweetly as she got in beside him.

As Ines curled up to him, and he felt her nipples grazing against his skin, Levi reflected that perhaps bed hadn’t been such a great idea. Though they were covered by the soft cotton of her (his!) t-shirt, they still seemed to scorch his skin; quickly they became the only thing he could focus on.

All he could think of was peeling the t-shirt off her, and exploring those hard nubs with his mouth. He could almost imagine how it would feel to suck one of those nipples between his lips, to caress the tip with his tongue, while rolling the other one between his fingertips.

There was no hiding his erection, even beneath the sheets, not when it was staring her right in the face. He tried to think the hardness away, but it was near impossible with her nipples screaming for attention.

… then she had to go and kiss his chest, the contact of her lips resonating all the way down in his cock, causing it to lurch, and pulsate.

“Uh, I can move if you’d prefer,” Levi offered. “You know, until this- uh, thing… goes away.”
“It’s okay,” Ines told him, and unexpectedly moved her hand down to his belly button.
“Just uh- if you change your mind and w-”
“If I change my mind, I will let you know,” Ines finished for him.

But then her hand was drifting lower, and Levi found it hard not to groan with pleasure. Lower, and lower, her fingers moved, all the while he found it impossible to breathe, impossible to think, impossible to do anything other than feel the buzz of steadily increasing arousal.

The lightest brush of fingertips against the tip of his cock was almost enough to send him spiralling over the edge. Rush after rush of pleasure coursed through him, and he wasn’t able to contain the guttural groan which burst out of his mouth. Her touch was light, and non-committal, but it was enough to cause his heart to beat out of his chest, and his mouth to become dry.

Then she put her palm on him.

Levi tried as hard as he possibly could to not move his hips against her hand, but it was a biological, instinctive reaction to do so. She didn’t rub any harder, but she did look up at him and smile.

“I know I’m not ready to have sex yet, but I like being with you – you make me feel safe – and I want to touch you, if- if that’s okay.”
“I’m glad you feel safe with me,” Levi said quietly. “Because you are.”
“I can stop…” Ines suddenly sounded unsure.
“You stop when you want to, okay?”
“Okay,” Ines whispered, then gave him a gentle squeeze.
“Oh god,” Levi uttered.

Ines giggled quietly as she squeezed him again, and again. Her hand stayed outside his boxers, and that was probably a good thing; he had no doubt that if there was skin against skin he’d have blown his load with that first gentle yet intense squeeze.

Her grip tightened and Levi began moving his hips against her hand. The fabric of his boxers was creating intense friction, quickly becoming almost too much to handle. He knew he was getting close to the point of no return, and he wanted to make sure Ines was okay with that.

The last thing he wanted was for her to get freaked out.

“Getting close… you should stop if you don’t want me to… like… now,” Levi gasped.

Ines didn’t relent. In fact, her hand gripped him tighter and she began rubbing faster, harder… repeatedly, stroking him until he was grunting, groaning-

And then it was allllllllll over. His orgasm announced itself by way of a deep seated groan, his hips pressing into her hand, muscles quivering, heart thudding loudly in his ears.

Ines grinned up at him, tears glistening.

“Why are you crying?” Levi asked, pulling her against him, wrapping both of his arms protectively around her.
“I can’t believe I did it,” Ines giggled. “I’m sorry, I know this is a stupid reaction, but it’s like a.. I don’t know, a milestone or something.”
“You sure you’re okay?” Levi wanted to double check.
“I- I am,” Ines sobbed. “Good tears,” she cry-laughed. “Promise.”
“In that case, while you good-cry, I will try and recover,” Levi joked.

Fuuuuuuck. What she’d just done to him had to be the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced in his life. A simple hand job – over clothes at that – had given him one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had.

“You realise I did that to you before we’d even had a chance to kiss?” Ines commented.
“It did occur to me,” Levi chuckled. “We can rectify the matter right now though, if you want?”

Ines smiled up at him, her eyes bright, and twinkling. He moved his head down slightly, and finally their lips brushed together, in a long overdue kiss.

It was a long overdue kiss that lasted almost an hour, rendering them both so calm and relaxed, they were unable – and not wanting – to move.

Levi couldn’t remember ever falling asleep feeling any happier than he did that night, with Ines curled up in his arms.