Olivia's POV
Before I could even form a reply, Levi yanked me into his arms, his mouth crashing onto mine. The force of his kiss devoured my breath, his lips moving over mine with a hunger so fierce it made my pulse stumble. My hands clutched at his shirt on instinct, desperate to anchor myself against the sheer intensity of him.
As his tongue tangled with mine, I felt a hand—Louis's hand—slip boldly under the hem of my gown. My body jolted, heat flooding through me as his fingers grazed over my bare skin. In one swift motion, he pushed my panties aside and cupped me there, right over my pussy.
A startled gasp escaped me, swallowed against Levi's lips. The shock dissolved into something darker, hotter, and before I could stop myself, I spread my thighs wider, silently begging Louis to push further. His fingers slid against me, teasing, then pressing in, and I moaned straight into Levi's mouth.