Levi's POV
Moving upward, she drew me toward herself, and our lips crashed into a heated kiss.
I groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist as she pulled me closer, our bodies sliding against each other with intoxicating friction.
Olivia's hand slid between us, fingers wrapping around my cock, stroking slowly, deliberately. The sudden jolt of pleasure made me break the kiss with a low groan.
"Patience," I rasped, my voice rough as I caught her wrist gently, trying to stop her.
But she looked up at me, defiant and full of heat.
"No," she whispered. "I've waited long enough."
I stared into her eyes, and for a fleeting second, the world went quiet.
No sound. No movement. Just her.
The heat in the room, the thunder of my own heartbeat—everything narrowed to her gaze.
I leaned in and kissed her again, slower this time. My mouth left hers to trail soft kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and finally to her breasts.