This time, Havana wanted to take charge. She pushed Levi to the edge of the bed, then dropped to her knees, unbuckling his belt.
"Mmm, with pleasure," she murmured, pulling out his already hardening cock and licking her lips. "Looks like someone's happy to see me too."
She took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. Levi groaned, threading his fingers through her hair. Havana looked up at him, eyes watering as she took him deeper.
"That's it, baby. Choke on my cock," he said, voice thick with desire.
Havana gagged slightly but didn't stop.
After a while, Levi guided her up onto the bed. She lay down, and he climbed on top of her, sucking eagerly on her breasts. The more he sucked, the wetter she became—so much so that she came from the stimulation alone. He was stunned, amazed that she'd orgasmed just from his mouth on her.
He moved down between her legs, admiring her soaked folds.
"Oh my God, you're so wet. You're soaked," he muttered before taking his cock and rubbing it against her pussy.
Finally, he stood over her and told her to lick her own juices from the tip of his cock. She obeyed, licking him clean before he kissed her deeply.
Havana crawled up and straddled him, guiding Levi's thick shaft to the entrance of her swollen, glistening sex. Already knowing she was more than ready, he slipped inside her with ease.
They paused for a brief moment, savoring the initial connection. Then Havana started moving, riding him hard, slamming her hips down onto him and grinding her clit against his abdomen. She rocked her body with rhythm and hunger.
Levi grabbed her hips and took control, using his arms to lift and lower her in quick, fluid thrusts.
The next few minutes brought sensations neither had ever felt before. Her pussy became even wetter, and suddenly, she squirted—coating him in her release. He kept going, loving every second of it.
Levi loved when she squirted. It made everything hotter, wetter, more intense. She didn't stop. She kept riding him and squirted again—three more times. The friction, the grinding, the relentless pleasure pushed her higher.
Then she grabbed him and flipped them over.
Spreading her legs wide open, Levi positioned himself at her entrance. With one powerful thrust, he was back inside her dripping cunt, fucking her deep and hard. She was so slick, so swollen, and completely aroused—his cock slid in and out effortlessly, every stroke drawing a gasp from her throat.
They kept going, sweat and need building. Even as they grew thirsty, she wouldn't let him stop. Levi loved the way she pulled her legs up, spreading herself wide to give him full access to her body.
At last, after several more thrusts, he felt it—his balls tightening, the climax racing up his spine. He came hard, spilling his cum on her belly. It was, to him, the best feeling in the world.
They collapsed together, facing each other in silence—gentle, unspoken, full. Their eyes met, soft and searching, weighted with everything they had just shared. No words were needed. Only the quiet rhythm of their breath and the comfort of being seen.
Levi clearly wasn't done. His fingers brushed lightly along Havana's arm, tracing invisible lines on her skin. He leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to her shoulder, then her collarbone. She shivered—not from cold, but from the way he made her feel: seen, wanted.
Then, without warning, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and lifted her up.
She gasped, shocked. What was happening?
Confused, unsure if this was still play or something else, her heart pounded. Ashamed, she realized that with his fingers jammed deep inside her, he could feel exactly how wet she already was. Her body betrayed her, responding despite her uncertainty.
She thought she wanted this. But did she?
Levi yanked her hair again, forcing her to the ground. His full weight pinned her down. One hand was between her legs, fingering her roughly, while the other clamped around her throat—tight enough to stop her from resisting.
She could feel his hard cock straining against her thigh. His breath came faster, hotter against her face.
She looked up at him for the first time since he'd violated her slick, trembling pussy with his fingers, as though he owned it. The intensity in his eyes terrified her—but also made her body react. She hated that. Her pussy twitched.
Her hands trembled with a mixture of fear and arousal she tried desperately to suppress. Silently, she begged her body to stop responding. But it was useless.
When his palm brushed roughly over her clit, she bucked against him involuntarily and let out a whimper—soft, almost inaudible.
But not unnoticed.
He saw it. He felt it.
Her nipples were hard, her chest flushed. He ground his cock against her thigh and demanded, "Pinch your nipples." She obeyed, lightly, unsure.
"That's not good enough," he growled.
All the while, his fingers worked her harder. Then he withdrew them and shoved his whole hand between her legs, groping her, fingers running the length of her soaked slit, grazing the crack of her ass before pressing against the tight entrance of her asshole.
"Stop," she begged.
He only chuckled. Then his fingers shoved back inside her. She didn't know how many—only that it felt like he was splitting her open.
She cried out. Whether from pleasure or something else, she didn't know. She gushed over his hand.
He lifted it to her face, glistening with her own wetness, showing her what he thought of her plea to stop. Then he smeared it across her face and clamped his hand over her mouth.
Shifting his weight, he straddled her trembling body. Her legs were pressed together. She shook, pleading with her eyes for him to stop, to let her breathe, to go back to the man she knew.
Be my safe, easygoing Levi again...
His expression softened.
He brushed her hair from her face and kissed her forehead. Relief washed over her.
There he is, she thought. That's the man who would never hurt me.
"Mine," he whispered into her ear as he began to rise.
But it wasn't over.
He grabbed her breasts—roughly. Too roughly. His fingers pinched her nipples far harder than she had.
Jolts of involuntary pleasure shot through her body. Her clit throbbed. Even the soles of her feet tingled with arousal as he rose to his feet.
There was a dark look in his eyes—one that terrified her but excited her, too. He was fully hard, his cock swollen and slick with precum. Havana's mouth watered, even as her mind raced.
How far is he going to take this? How hard is he going to fuck me?
This can't be happening, she thought, as logic tried to reassert itself—tried to drag her back into control. But none of it mattered now. Not with the way he looked at her, not with the way his touch lit her nerves on fire.
Her breath caught as Levi whispered her name again, and something inside her crumbled. Slowly, almost involuntarily, she surrendered to him—mind, body, and soul. She let go. All the walls she'd built came down.
His face was just inches from hers when he kissed her—hard. His tongue invaded her mouth, mimicking the rhythm of his cock as he thrust deep inside her, slamming into her over and over.
He wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed—not to hurt her, but to possess her. His gaze never left hers.
"Say it," he ordered.
"Levi... Levi... Levi..."
It built quickly. His body began to tremble. She could hear it in his voice, feel it in his thrusts—ragged, desperate, intense.
He was so close.
She looked into his eyes and, without words, gave him everything. Her body. Her pleasure. Her submission. Everything.
She arched her back, her pussy clenching around him as the orgasm took her—wave after wave. She couldn't stop coming, moaning his name like a mantra.
And with that, he let go.
He came hard—flooding her. More than she could hold. It spilled out of her even as he kept coming, each final thrust pushing more of his release deep inside.
He collapsed on top of her, whispering her name in her ear, his weight comforting now, grounding. He stayed inside her, breathing with her, brushing hair from her face.
Neither spoke, but both understood.
They had crossed a line—entered into something deeper, something unspoken, something no one else would understand.