Down With Broken ✓

Part 13: Songbird

I smiled warily, "Was it really beautiful?"

"Everything about you is, Amore," he responded with ease, almost chuckling when I tried to hide my face. My effort to do so didn't work.

He held my face in his hands, lightly pecking my lips. I could smell cotton candy. "One..." he whispered.

He held my hips down more for the next, and I felt him stiffen beneath me instantly. My temperature was rising at the anticipation. I was sure I'd faint.

"Two..." he whispered against my lips.

Each kiss kept getting heavier and heavier, and eventually he lost count and got hungry for more than just eight. I didn't fight. The starve was mutual between us.

I fell back on the console table, keeping my seat in his lap as I trailed my hand underneath his shirt. His stomach was so smooth yet hard as a rock.

My little whimpers made it hard for him to remain soft.

He leaned down to my neck and held both my hands by my head, "You sound so good princess...keep singing for me."

I moaned slightly louder by accident, starting to grind against his pants out of want and he let me, watching as all my worries vanished from my face.

"Amora...may I try something?" he asked as I started to roll my eyes back.

I nodded and bit down on my knuckle when he released my wrists. I watched as his veiny hand pressed against top of my sweats and I immediately bucked my hips up.

The pressure through the cloth on my clit was making me throb.

He started to circle around it with his fingers, gently caressing my side with his free hand.

I bit harder on my knuckle and tried to hold in my cry. It felt like heaven.

"You can moan baby..." Levi said as he applied more pressure to my crotch, "Don't be scared of it. I wanna hear you."

The sweat from my brows dripped down to my eyelids, and seeing him in a blur as I experienced this sensual heat made me so feverish. He looked like a god of some sort in this moment.

His pink evenly plump lips. The way some of his dark hair fell over the sides of his face out of his ponytail. The lighting exposing his almost invisible freckles. It was so much and he was so perfect. Was he really mine?

He took my finger out of my mouth and trailed it underneath my shirt to my nipple.

I started to shake in his lap, and he watched as I was beginning to fall apart. Judging by the way he bit his lip as he smiled, I could tell he was enjoying it.

"Beautiful, songbird," he encouraged, "Keep singing for me."

Tears escaped my eyes and everything in me wanted to explode. He took one of my breasts, gently biting the hardening nipple through my shirt.

"Levi!!!"

He smiled and sucked my sensitive bud, pushing his thumb down on my clothed clit. He loved hearing my cries. My tears were finally falling for a different reason...a happier reason, and it only made him happier as well.

It wasn't necessarily the intimacy that had made me so joyful, but the fact that I had even let myself trust someone this far.

I reached my climax and started to freak out at the overwhelming pleasure. I just knew my panties would have to be thrown away.

"Hey, hey, hey," Levi whispered, kissing my head, "It's just an orgasm baby...hold onto me, okay?"

I nodded fastly and wrapped my arms around his neck. He held me close and rubbed my back gently as he kissed my shoulder, "That's my good princess."

He carefully situated me in his lap after a minute, so that I could rest against his chest.

My eyelids got heavy and I played with his fingers as he began to rock me lightly, humming a song.

He's done nothing but bring me happiness ever since I've met him. It felt so unreal. I started to believe he was my guardian angel...that perhaps fate had reserved him for me.

If anything, I was going to make sure I never denied it again.

I was going to embrace my truth just as he learned to do. Whether there be a bumpy or smooth journey ahead, and whether we both grow together or fall apart...I'll never forget this. I'll never forget him.

I wanted to sing my songs and he wanted to be my wings.

I was down with it. He was down with it too.

Down with whatever. Down with together. Even down with broken, as long as it was with me.

"You okay?" I heard him ask before I drifted off into the best dream I ever had.

"Yeah..." I smiled. "I'm okay."