Chapter 48
Theo and Daphne
Theo sat at his desk, his jaw tight as he stared at the spreadsheet on his screen, attempting to wrestle his wandering mind into submission. Numbers and projections filled the space in front of him, but none of it registered. His focus was a fragile thing, constantly shattered by every flicker of movement from Daphne's office. He gritted his teeth, dragging his thoughts back to the task at hand.
From the corner of his eyes, he watched Tina deliver new files to Daphne and then a few minutes later, the soft sound of heels clicking against the polished floor broke through his haze. His heart stilled as he glanced up.
Daphne stood in his doorway, her expression stormy, her posture rigid. The sight of her sent a jolt through himâshe looked furious and beautiful all at the same time, her cheeks flushed and her arms crossed over her chest. Theo clenched his jaw as he dragged his gaze away.
God, she looks fuckin' fantastic in that skirt, he thorught to himself. And those are brand new heels.
Theo held his breath, his mind racing. For a brief, panic-laced moment, he imagined her tearing into him for how things had ended, for the distance he'd let grow between them. His pulse quickened, but he kept his face composed, leaning back slightly in his chair.
"Yes?" he said smoothly, his voice a touch lower than usual. "What can I do for you?"
Daphne stepped into the room, her fiery gaze locking onto his. "What you can do," she began, her tone sharp as a blade, "is explain why you approved a vendor without my signature."
Theo blinked, momentarily thrown. This wasn't what he had braced himself for. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," she snapped, tossing a folder onto his desk. The papers spilled out slightly, revealing a contract with his signature bold and unmistakable at the bottom.
"This," Daphne said, pointing at the document, "needed my approval. My department. My responsibility. And you went over my head."
Her words hit Theo like a whip, cutting through the lingering fog of his unease. He straightened in his chair, his mind racing to piece together what had happened. "That vendor was time-sensitive," he began, his voice calm, measured. "I didn't want to delay thingsâ"
"Delay things?" Daphne interrupted. "This isn't just about timing. It's about trust and boundaries. If I can't count on you to respect my authority in my own role, then what's the point of me even being here?"
Theo opened his mouth to reply but stopped himself. She was right, and he knew it. The decision to sign off had been impulsive, a reflex born from years of taking charge. But seeing her like thisâfrustrated, fiery, unapologetically standing her groundâstirred something in him he couldn't quite name.
"You're right," he said quietly, leaning forward, his hands clasped together on the desk. "I overstepped, and I shouldn't have. It won't happen again."
Her anger didn't immediately dissipate, but he saw the flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly masked by her determination. She let out a breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly.
"I'm having all the vendor contracts redrawn to have both your and my name on it so this doesn't happen again," Daphne said.
"Good idea," Theo nodded.
"And Tina is going to set up a time with Brad for when we can meet to discuss our contract," Daphne said, catching Theo by surprise. He looked up as she staired directly at him. "I want to terminate it. For good."
For a moment, he couldn't speak. The carefully constructed composure he prided himself on seemed to fracture, just slightly, under the weight of her declaration. His heart squeezed painfully, a strange mix of emotions rising to the surface.
Theo straightened slightly in his chair, his hands resting on the desk. "Okay," Theo began, his voice quieter than he intended, "When do you want toâ"
Before he could finish, the sound of the elevator doors opening down the hallway interrupted him. His words stalled as his gaze flickered over Daphne's shoulder toward the sound.
There, walking toward his office with purposeful strides, was Luca.
The sight of the man sent a ripple of unease through Theo.
Luca Silvanoâthe man Theo had spent his life believing was his father, the man he had modeled himself after, admired, and sought approval from.
Theo felt his heart drop from inside his chest. He felt hollow and cold and his thoughts began to spin inside his head. The air in his lungs burned, eating away at whatever was left inside his body.
With great difficulty, he turned back to Daphne, trying to hold on to the conversation, but his focus was split, his composure faltering. Daphne noticed right away, her gaze following his to the hallway.
Luca's presence seemed larger than life as he neared the office door, his sharp eyes scanning the space. To everyone else, he was a titan, a force to be reckoned with. To Theo, he was dad....but now it felt both unfamiliar and confusing.
Daphne tilted her head slightly, her expression shifting from frustration to curiosity as she watched Theo.
"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her earlier anger replaced by a note of concern.
Theo forced a tight smile, his jaw clenching as he fought to steady himself. "I'm fine," he replied, his voice clipped. But the tightening in his chest told another story.
Luca's shadow loomed in the doorway, his presence commanding even without speaking. But as his eyes landed on Theo, they softened and warmed.
"Ah, you're both here," Luca said, stepping fully into the room, his presence filling the space not with the weight of authority, but with an unexpected warmth.
"Perfect timing," Luca continued, a broad smile breaking across his face as he turned toward Daphne. "I hope you're having a wonderful first day, my love."
"I am," Daphne replied, her earlier tension easing into polite warmth. "Thank you, Mr. Silvano."
"None of that 'Mr. Silvano' business," Luca said with a chuckle. "Call me Luca."
Daphne smiled, "Thank you, Luca."
"That's more like it," Luca said, clapping his hands together. "Now, Daisy and I were just talkingâlet's go out to lunch to celebrate. My treat. You both deserve it. We're so happy you two are leading this project."
Theo stiffened at the mention of lunch. The idea of sitting across from Luca, pretending everything was normal, while grappling with the storm of emotions brewing inside him, was unbearable. He glanced at Daphne, who seemed touched by Luca's gesture, and something in his chest twisted.
Luca turned to Theo, his expression open, "What do you say? A family lunchâcelebrate Daphne joining us properly."
The weight of the words made Theo's stomach churn. He forced a polite smile, his mind racing for an excuse that wouldn't raise suspicion.
"I'd love to, but I have back-to-back calls this afternoon," he said smoothly, the lie rolling off his tongue with practiced ease.
Luca frowned slightly, disappointment flickering across his features, but he nodded. "I understand. Work comes first. But don't think you're off the hook. Mom wants to see everyone at dinner before Lily goes back."
"Of course," Theo replied, his voice steady even as his insides felt like they were twisting into knots.
Luca's focus shifted back to Daphne, his smile returning full force. "That just means more time for us to get to know each other, Daphne. Daisy will be thrilled."
Daphne hesitated, glancing at Theo, but when he avoided her gaze, she turned back to Luca. "I'd like that," she said, her voice polite but uncertain.
Luca grinned. "Wonderful! Let's go, then. Daisy's waiting downstairs."
As Luca led Daphne out of the office, Theo sank back into his chair, exhaling a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. The office felt quieter without them, but the storm inside him raged on.
He stared at the papers on his desk, trying to refocus, but all he could think about was Luca's easy warmth, Daphne's uncertain smile, and the deep, gnawing ache of feeling like an outsider in the life he thought he belonged to.
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Levi and Evie
Levi sat on the floor of his spacious apartment, his back pressed against the edge of his sleek gray couch. The coffee table in front of him was buried under a mess of papers: Jason's financial records, bank statements, and legal notices. The low hum of a lamp cast a warm glow on the scene, but the tension in the room was anything but cozy.
Evie sat cross-legged beside him, her brows furrowed as she flipped through a document for what felt like the hundredth time. She had been silent for most of the evening, her usual vibrance dimmed by the weight of the situation. Every now and then, her eyes darted toward Levi, who had an intensity about him she rarely saw, his sharp features etched with focus.
Levi ran a hand through his dark hair, which was already disheveled from hours of poring over the records.
"This doesn't make sense," he muttered, his voice low and strained. He leaned forward, gripping a page as if he could wring answers from it. "The numbers don't add up. There has to be something hereâsome loophole, some clause we can exploit."
Evie's frown deepened as she set down the paper she'd been holding. "Maybe we're missing something," she said softly, her voice tinged with frustration. As the seconds passed, Evie's heart shrunk inside her chest. "What if..... there's no way out of this?"
Levi looked up at her, his green eyes softening. He set aside the files and reached for Evie's arm, "Come here."
Evie moved closer as he pulled her onto his lap. She placed her knees on either side of him as he leaned back against the sofa and looked up into her beautiful blue eyes.
"There's always a way out, Evelyn," Levi said. "Always."
Evie bit her lip, her fingers lightly resting on his shoulders. She slowly nodded, but Levi could see the doubt still clouding her expression.
After a few quiet minutes, he reached up and brushed his fingers along the edge of her face, his touch warm and grounding.
"Would you feel comfortable with me asking Zia for help?" Levi asked, his voice calm but serious.
Evie frowned slightly. "Your aunt?"
"She has more experience with the legal system than I do right now," Levi teased, his lips quirking into a faint smile.
Evie hesitated, her gaze flickering between him and the papers on the table. "I... We already told Theo," she said, her voice faltering. "I just... I want to keep it to as few people as we can."
Levi nodded, understanding the weight of her concerns. "Okay," he said simply, his tone reassuring.
Evie exhaled slowly, leaning her forehead against his. For a moment, the weight of the situation seemed to lift, replaced by the quiet comfort of being together. They sat in the silence of his apartment. For a few long seconds, they just stared at each other. Levi's green eyes softened as he observed every detail of Evie's face.
She glanced around the apartment, her eyes skimming over the sleek, minimalist decor that somehow felt too cold for Levi's warmth. Her lips twitched into a faint frown.
"You should get a Christmas tree," she said softly, almost as if the thought had escaped her without warning.
Levi blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the shift in topic. "A Christmas tree?" he repeated, his tone tinged with amusement.
Evie shrugged, her hands lightly resting on his shoulders. "Yeah. Something to make this place feel... less serious." Her gaze drifted back to him, and for the first time since they'd sat down, there was a faint spark of light in her blue eyes. "You know, something festive. It might help."
Levi's lips curled into a small smile, his hands still resting on her waist. "Maybe," he said, his voice softening. "Will you decorate it for me?"
Evie tilted her head, pretending to weigh the idea, before giving him a playful smile. "Can we make it Candyland themed?" she asked, the faintest hint of a laugh escaping her lips. "Giant candy canes, cotton candy clouds, fairy lights, gumdrops as Christmas light. We can dust the tree with fake snow to make it look like powder sugar and have large candie lollipops hanging from the ceiling."
Levi looked horrified, "I was thinking of something minimal. Black velvet ribbons, brazz bells."
"That's so borning, Levi," Evie complained. Her excitement bubbled over as she slipped out of Levi's lap, her blue eyes sparkling like fairy lights as she began pacing the apartment. She gestured animatedly to different spots, her hands fluttering as if painting her vision into the air.
"We can have a hot cocoa stand right here by the coffee maker," she said, pointing toward the sleek counter. "With marshmallows in little jars and candy cane stirrers! Oh, and over by the entrance, we can put two giant nutcracker soldiers holding silver trays of chocolate trufflesâbecause who doesn't want truffles when they walk in?"
Levi stood, trailing after her with a bemused smile, his green eyes never leaving her. "Nutcracker soldiers?" he echoed, shaking his head lightly, though his voice was soft with affection.
"And gingerbread houses!" Evie continued, ignoring his teasing. "We can have a whole gingerbread village on the console table with little twinkling lights, and maybe some fake snow around the base." She spun back to face him, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "What do you think?"
Levi chuckled, leaning against the wall as he watched her flit around the apartment.
"I think..." Levi pushed off the wall and walked closer, his gaze softening as he caught her hand mid-gesture. "That you belong here."
Evie's smile spread. She stepped closer and looped her arms around his neck, looking up at him as he brushed aside her hair.
"This is just an apartment," Levi said. "But I want you to make it into your home.....our home."
"Those are some bold words, Mr. President," Evie teased.
Levi's lips quirked into a smirk at her teasing, but his eyes stayed locked on hers. "I never say anything I don't mean," he murmured, his voice low and steady.
Evie's breath caught as he leaned down, his forehead brushing against hers. Her fingers tightened around the back of his neck, pulling him just a little closer.
Before she could think of a witty reply, Levi swept her off her feetâliterally. His hands gripped her waist as he lifted her effortlessly onto the cool granite of the kitchen counter. Evie let out a soft gasp, her heart racing as he stepped between her knees, his hands settling at her hips.
"You're full of surprises tonight," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the hum of the refrigerator.
Levi tilted his head, his smirk softening into a smile. "You bring it out of me," he replied, his fingers gently tracing the fabric of her sweater.
For a moment, they just looked at each other, the world outside the apartment fading into nothing. Then, as if pulled by an invisible thread, Levi leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a kiss that was as tender as it was consuming.
Evie sighed against him, her hands sliding up into his hair as the kiss deepened. He tasted of warmth and reassurance, and she couldn't help but melt into him. Levi's hands moved to cradle her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks as if she were the most precious thing he'd ever held.
When they finally pulled back, their foreheads rested together, both of them catching their breath. Evie's eyes sparkled as she whispered, "I think you just made this place feel like home."
Levi chuckled softly, brushing his nose against hers. "Good. That was the plan."
She smiled, her heart feeling full as her fingers played with the collar of his shirt. "Does this mean I get free rein with the gingerbread houses?"
He laughed, pressing a quick, playful kiss to her lips. "If it means I get to see you smile like that, you can build a whole gingerbread mansion."
Evie giggled, pulling him close again. For the first time in a long while, everything felt right. She leaned into the kiss, feeling her heart swell up inside her chest.
Evie's giggle melted into a soft sigh as she pulled him closer, her hands sliding down to the back of his neck. The warmth of his body against hers sent a thrill through her, making her heart race in a way that felt all-consuming. She leaned into the kiss, her lips parting slightly as she pressed herself against him, her breath quickening.
Levi responded instantly, his hands sliding to her waist, pulling her even closer, as if trying to lose himself in her. The kiss, once gentle, deepenedâgrowing slow and languid, as if they both wanted to savor the moment but couldn't help but want more.
Evie's fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer, feeling the tension build between them, the space between them evaporating as the kiss turned more needy, more hungry. She could feel the urgency in his hands as they slid under the hem of her sweater, his skin hot against hers, and the intensity of his kiss made her pulse quicken.
Her heart beat wildly, matching the desperate rhythm of their lips moving together. She couldn't pull away, not wanting to, not when he kissed her with that kind of fervor, like he needed her as much as she needed him. She let out a soft gasp as he kissed her deeper, more demanding now, his body pressed firmly against hers, every inch of him telling her how much he wanted her.
The world outside their bubble faded as Levi's lips trailed to her neck, his breath warm against her skin. Evie's hands gripped the edge of the counter, her chest rising and falling with the intensity of their closeness.
"Levi..." she breathed, her voice trembling with longing.
Levi paused, pulling back just enough to look into her eyes, his green ones darkened with desire. His forehead rested against hers, and for a brief moment, they simply breathed together, lost in the pull between them.
"Tell me you want this," Levi murmured, his voice hoarse, rough with need.
Evie's lips parted as she leaned into him again, her voice barely a whisper, "I want this. I want you."
With that, the last bit of control between them snapped, and the kiss deepened once more, turning frantic and desperate as their desire for each other finally broke free.
Evie's sweater came off and landed on the floor. She lowered her arms and licked her bottom lip as Levi's hand traveled up her side and covered her breast. His mouth explored her bare skin, his teeth grazing over her collarbones, pulling her skin in between his teeth and sucking on it until he bruised her. Evie's fingers gripped the hair on the back of his neck as she felt him snap open her bra.
Evie's heart was racing, and her breath felt shallow as she stood there, her skin prickling with the sudden vulnerability of the moment. Despite the intensity between them, a soft, almost nervous shyness settled over her. She wasn't sure why, but the idea of being this close to Levi in such an intimate way made her feel exposed in a way she hadn't expected.
She had always felt confident in herself, but this was different. There was something new, something unknown, about the feeling of being desired like this. She could feel her cheeks flush, and she avoided meeting his gaze for a moment, unsure if she was ready to take the leap into something that felt both thrilling and terrifying.
Levi's touch was gentle as he cupped her cheek, as though sensing the shift in her, and he leaned in, brushing his lips softly against her forehead. His tenderness only made her feel more vulnerable, and her heart swelled, feeling both fragile and safe all at once.
"I'm not... I've never..." Evie's voice faltered, and she looked away, unsure how to voice the mixture of shyness and longing inside her.
Levi's eyes softened with understanding, and he brushed a strand of hair from her face. He paused, his hands resting gently on her arms as he looked into her eyes, his own filled with a vulnerability she hadn't seen before. The tension in the room seemed to shift, and for a moment, everything felt still, like the weight of unspoken truths hung between them.
Evie noticed the change in his expressionâthe softness in his gaze, the way his shoulders tensed as if he was about to say something important. She tilted her head slightly, sensing that there was something more on his mind.
"Evie," he said, his voice quieter than usual, his gaze dropping to her lips for a brief moment before returning to her eyes. Evie felt a flutter of nerves in her chest, but she stayed still, watching him, waiting.
Levi swallowed, his voice a little rough, as if it were difficult to get the words out while trying to keep his hands to himself.
"I've never... been with anyone, either." He met her gaze again, his eyes wide, the honesty in them raw and unguarded. "Not like this. And the kiss... the first time you kissed me? That was the only kiss I've had... since then."
Evie blinked, processing his words slowly. For a moment, she couldn't speak, the weight of what he was confessing sinking in.
"You're... you're telling me you've never..." she whispered, her voice trailing off, but he nodded.
"I've never kissed after you," he continued softly, "I've never felt... this way. You're the first person who's made me want to be like this."
The admission hung in the air, and Evie felt a deep warmth spread through her chest. There was something about hearing him say itâabout him trusting her with that part of himâthat made her feel even closer to him. It made her heart ache in the best way, and for the first time in a long while, she realized that they were both standing on the edge of something completely new, together.
Levi's hands shifted to her waist, his touch still gentle, as though he was waiting for her reaction. Evie smiled softly, her fingers brushing along the side of his face. She could see the raw honesty in his expression, and it only made her feel more connected to him.
"Do you want to do this?" she whispered, her voice steady but full of affection. "Becuase I want to....with you."
Levi's heart raced at her words, his breath catching in his throat. Her simple, quiet confession had left him speechless. He had never felt so sure about anything in his life. Every inch of him was drawn to herâemotionally, physicallyâcompelled to be with her in a way that felt entirely right, entirely inevitable.
He took a step closer, closing the distance between them until he could feel the heat of her body against his. His hands found her waist again, his fingers curling gently, as if testing the waters of this shared moment. He looked into her eyes, a mixture of awe and longing in his gaze.
"My love," he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent. "I want to give you all of my firsts... you own every part of me."
Evie's blush deepened as Levi leaned in slightly, his lips grazing her forehead, his breath warm against her skin.
"I want you," he continued softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I need you."
Evie's heart swelled at his words, and without thinking, she placed her hands on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palms. Her eyes never left his, and for the first time in a long while, the nervous flutter in her chest gave way to something steadier, more certain.
"Kiss me then," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath, but it was everything.
Levi's hand gently cupped her face, brushing his thumb against her cheek in a slow, tender motion. He could feel the pull between them, magnetic and undeniable, and he knew there was no going back. But he didn't want to. He was certain about thisâabout herâand he was ready to take that next step, to give her everything she wanted, everything he had.
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss that started slow, gentle, before the fire that had been building between them ignited, turning into something deeper, more passionate.
Levi slid Evie off the counter and she quickly wrapped her legs around him. They didn't dare break the kiss as he carried her into his bedroom. Evie began to tug at the hem of Levi's shirt as he sat her down on her feet and gave up space for her to push the fabric over his head and toss it to the side.
"Okay," she smiled nervously. "Now what?"
Levi chuckled seeing her nervous jitters. He couldn't stop himself from grinning as he hooked his finger around her belt loop and pulled her closer. Evie bit down on her bottom lip to keep herself from laughing as their naked chests collided.
"Stop laughing," Levi said, despite his own chuckle. He lifted her golden locks and leaned forward to kiss her neck but Evie's laughter grew and she shrank away. "What?"
"That tickles," Evie laughed, stepping away and holding up a hand. "Wait, wait....give me a second."
"Evelyn," Levi rolled his eyes, unable to stop the chuckles bubbling inside his heart.
"Don't call me that!" Evie covered her chest with one arm and placed the other on her hip. "I don't want to think about my dad right now."
"What do you want me to call you?" Levi asked.
"I don't know," Evie muttered, her cheeks warm.
"Okay," Levi shook his head. "Is my love okay?"
"Yeah..." Evie nodded.
"What about baby?" Levi teased, taking a step forward.
Evie nodded again.
"Babe?" Levi arched his brow, holding Evie's gaze as his fingers landed on the buttons of her jeans.
"Yes?" Evie answered, her lips parting as he pulled her back to himself.
Levi undid the button of her jeans and slowly lowered the waistband. He held Evie's gaze as she wiggled her hips, helping him slide the fabric off her body. As she stepped out of them and Levi tossed it to the side, she felt goosebumps rise to the surface of her skin.
"God," Levi whispered, running his nose up Evie's leg. "You smell so good."
Evie felt her belly clench, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling inside her. Her breath hitched as Levi's touch, gentle but sure, sent a shiver down her spine. She watched him rise to his feet and step closer, genatly lowering her arm to her side.
Levi's eyes roamed over Evie's body. Her curves, her full breasts, her thick thighs, and wide hips. Her skin was smooth, she was moonlight in his dark room.
"What is it?" Evie whispered, shivering as Levi's eyes trailed up her figure along with his finger.
"You look like my favorite Roman sculpture," Levi's hands grazed her hips, sliding up the side of her stomach and roaming over her breast.
"Venus Victrix," Evie remembered.
"Mhm," Levi nodded. "You remembered?"
"Of course," Evie stepped closer, her hands finding their way to his jeans. "We went to go see it together in high school."
"Do you want to know why it's my favorite?" Levi asked, lowering his lips to kiss her tenderly.
"Why?" Evie asked breathlessly.
"Because the first time I saw it, I thought of you," Levi confessed, his mouth trailing up her neck and stopping at her ear. "I stood in front of the marble figure imagining it was you laying back so leisurely...."
Evie shivered hearing his words. She managed to undo his buttons as he returned his mouth to her.
"When we got back to the hotels that night," Levi said, gripping the back of Evie's neck. "I had a dream that you were her....my venus....and you were laying there.... Waiting for me."
Evie whimpered, her lips trembling as Levi's free hand slid down the front of her belly and moved to the spot between her legs.
"What did you do?" She asked. "In your dream...."
Levi grinned.
"Show me," Evie said, pushing him back gently and sitting back on the bed. She held Levi's gaze as she pulled the sheets off the bed and draped it over herself like the statue. Levi watched her as if she had bewitched him. He was completely under her spell as she stepped forward and picked up her feet.
"I started here," Levi said, placing a kiss upon her ankle. "And then...."
Evie's breathing grew uneven as Levi's lips traced up her leg. He paused to leave kisses along the way before making it to the inside of her thigh. Her mouth parted in a silent gasp as he gently bit her thigh.
"Next?" Evie asked, her voice uneven.
"Then I removed this," Levi pulled the sheets away. "And I parted your legs."
Evie's toes curled. She felt herself grow warm and wet as Levi lowered himself on the bed and looked at her.
"And then?" She asked.
Levi darted his tongue out and licked her from the bottom up. Evie gasped, her back arching off the bed as Levi did it again.
"Do you like that?" He asked.
Evie nodded, "Yes."
"Fuck, Evie," Levi used his finger to spread her folds. "I'm so hard right now."
"Take your pants off," Evie said, lifting her head.
Levi rose from the bed and removed his jeans. He tossed them aside as Evie eyed him, her gaze lingering on his cock.
"Oh, this is going to hurt," she said, suddenly nervous all over again as she observed is size.
"Not if we go slow," Levi said.
"Okay..." Evie nodded. She gripped the sheets as Levi lowered his face between her legs once more. Her body was eager for his touch as he darted his tongue out and farted her folds. "Oh...." She tugged on the blanket as Levi's tongue swirled between her folds. He moved so slowly and tenderly as if enjoying the sounds she was making. Each lick felt as if he was savoring his favorite ice cream.
The combination of just the tip of his tongue and then his whole tongue, the little swirls and the slow strokes made Evie's head spin. She could feel herself slipping onto his tongue and onto the bed.
"How are you so good at this?" She moaned, gripping his hair.
"I've had lots of dreams about doing this," Levi said. He suddenly picked up the speed and began to lap at her wet pussy.
The sweet sounds of Evie moaning, her wet pussy and his tongue made Levi's cock twitch. He could barely hold himself back from diving his cock into her as she pushed his face farther into her pussy.
"More," Evie demanded. "That feels so good, baby."
Levi began to flick his tongue back and forth, gently teasing her bud and watching her hips squirm. She was dripping all over his tongue and he wanted to lick her clean.
"Baby," Evie pulled back. "I don't want to finish like this."
Levi lifted his head, his lips glistening from her pussy, "You sure?"
Evie nodded, "I want you to be inside of me when I cum."
Levi smiled. He raised up and loomed over her body, taking hold of his cock. His gaze locked with Evie and they both smiled at one another.
"I love you," Levi whispered.
"I love you," Evie whispered back.
"I don't have a condom."
"We'll worry about that later," Evie reached up and raked her hand through his dark hair. "For our first time, I want to feel you. And I want you to feel me."
"Are you sure?" Levi asked despite how his body was already fighting his mind to touch her.
Evie nodded, "Yes."
Levi couldn't stop to think logically. He held himself over her and shifted his weight. Taking his cock in one hand he ran it over Evie's pussy.
"Oh, fuck," Levi hissed. "You're so warm."
"And you're so hard," Evie parted her legs farther. "Put it in me."
"Slowly, remember?" Levi grinned, his breathing labored, his eyes on his cock rubbing on her wet pink pussy.
Evie placed a hand against his face and directed his mouth to hers. She kissed him, biting at his lips and dancing with his tongue as their bodies began to grind with one another. Every now and then as Levi's cock explored a few more centimeters of Evie's flower, they both gasped from the sock and pleasure.
"Ready, baby?" Levi asked, pushing her hair off her face and looking into her eyes.
"Yes," Evie nodded, her heart lodging into her throat.
Very so slowly and carefully, Levi moved forward and pushed himself inside Evie.
"Ah!" Evie's face twisted. "Ah!"
Levi's jaw clenched. He wanted to feel all of her. She was so fuckin warm and wet. His cock was ready to push in all the way and thrust into her. He wanted to hear the sounds of her pussy begging fucked by him.
But Evie's comfort mattered more than anything else.
Levi held himself together, waiting for her to open her eyes. Her fingers relaxed and so did her her face. Her lashes slowly fluttered open and she looked up at him, giving him a small nod.
"Yeah?" Levi asked, making sure she was really ready.
"Yeah," Evie whispered.
"I don't want to hurt you," Levi kissed her cheeks and whispered again her ear. "We can sto here for tonight."
"No," Evie protested, her leg lifting to not let him move. "I'm okay. I want to do this."
"Okay," Levi nodded. "A little bit more."
Evie bot down on her lip as Levi pushed in farther. The strange pain was unlike anything she could describe or put into words. Despite the discomfort, she wanted him. She wanted his hard cock inside of her.
"More?" Levi asked, his voice hoarse and his jaw clenched.
Evie nodded. She hid the pain because she knew Levi would stop if she let it show. She didn't want him to stop. She wanted him inside of her pussy, all the way, and she wanted to feel herself stretch around him.
As Levi pushed in and entered her completely, he groaned deep in his throat. She could feel Evie's body tense and clenched around him. They were both throbbing from the pleasure and the pain. Levi held still, not daring to move.
"Are you okay?" He asked Evie. "Is this okay?"
"Yea..." Evie nodded. "I just...."
"What? What is it?" Levi searched her face.
"Am I bleeding all over your sheets?" Evie asked.
"Who gives a fuck, Evelyn?" Levi chuckled. "I'll frame the sheets and hang it over our bed."
"Oh go, no!" Evie shook her head and laughed for a brief second before gasping. Levi looked up at her just as her gaze snapped up toward him. "That felt so weird."
Levi chuckled, feeling his cock twitch and move inside of her as their bodies shook with light laughter.
"Oh...." Evie shifted her hips, her lips parting in pleasure.
"Did you like that?" Levi asked, looming over her face.
"Yes," Evie nodded.
"Want me to move now, baby?"
"Yes," Evie nodded again. "But slowly."
"Of course," Levi smiled, kissing her lips and slowly rolling his hips forward.
Evie flinched, feeling Levi deep inside her. She gripped his arms and let out the air she was holding as he slowly pulled out and then made his way inside once more.
"Getting better?" He asked.
"Yes," Evie said.
Levi slowed, picking up the pace. He pulled out without completely letting his cock leave her pussy before slowly pushing his way back inside. She greeted him every time with a soft moan or gasp. After a few more seconds, Evie's muscles relaxed around him.
Evie turned her head and pressed a kiss against Levi's ear. His body tensed as she pulled his earlobe into her mouth and bit down.
"Baby, please don't do that now," he begged. "I don't want to hurt you."
Evie smiled. She lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist. Her lips bucked up to meet him as he moved in and out of her with a sweet slow rhythm. Evie could feel Levi fighting to keep himself in check. Anytime he picked up speed, he forced himself to slow down.
His hand explored her body freely. Squeezing her breasts, sucking on her hard nipples, biting her neck, pulling her hair....Evie felt her body lift up into the heavens. She pulled him closer with her legs and lifted her hips.
In the dimly lit bedroom, their sweaty bodies moved against each other, savoring their very first moment of pleasure. Levi's moans and his groans pushed Evie over the edge. She wanted to give up her whole body to his pleasure. She wanted him to lose control and take her anyways that he wanted. She wanted to feel him release into her for the very first time, knowing it would be an experience neither of them would ever forget.
"Faster," Evie demanded.
"No," Levi shook his head.
"Levi, please," Evie begged.
"Baby, it's going to hurt you," Levi kissed her cheek. "I can't watch you in pain."
"Levi, shut up and fuck me harder!" Evie dug her nails into his back. "Now!"
"Evieâ"
Evie locked both her legs around his waist and squeezed her thighs. She pulled him closer and increased the speed, watching Levi struggle to keep his head straight before giving up and pushing her farther into the bed.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Evie screamed, her pussy clenching around Levi.
"God fuckin' damn it," Levi hissed, feeling her tighten around him. "You feel like heaven. Fuck, baby, I'm going to cum in you so hard."
"Ah, ah!" Evie squeezed her thighs and buried her face into Levi's shoulder. She bit down on the crook of his neck as her belly clenched and she reached her climax.
"Oh my god, fuck, Evie," Levi hook her leg over his arm and moved his hips faster, thrusting into her with an urgency as if he needed to cum in her to breathe. "Fuck, fuck! Fuck!"
Evie opened her eyes and watched as the boy she had been in love with since she was a teenager finished inside of her. It was her wildest dream come true.
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Theo
Theo sat on the edge of his couch, the dim light from a single lamp casting shadows across his apartment. The room felt unusually quiet, the usual hum of city life muffled by the heavy weight of the moment.
In his hand, he held the envelopeâthe DNA test resultsâstill sealed. His fingers grazed the edge, but he didn't move to open it. Instead, he stared at the folder, his gaze fixed, as though waiting for some shift in the universe to give him the answer he was looking for.
The silence around him felt suffocating, and the folder in his hands felt heavier than it should. He wasn't sure what he was expecting to findâwhat he even wanted to find. The unknown stretched before him, a vast chasm, and the thought of facing it left him paralyzed. Theo exhaled slowly, eyes still locked on the envelope, his mind racing through countless scenarios. The decision to open it hung in the air like an unspoken ultimatum, and for a long moment, he did nothing but hold it.
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Daphne
Daphne stepped into her quiet apartment, the familiar scent of plants and candles greeting her as she closed the door behind her with a soft click. The silence was deafening, a stark contrast to the buzz of the world outside.
She paused for a moment, leaning against the door, her body heavy with the weight of the day. With a quick motion, she kicked off her heels, the sharp sound of them hitting the floor echoing through the room.
The moment her feet were free, a sharp breath escaped her, and then the tears came.
They spilled down her cheeks, uncontrollable, each drop carrying the heartache she had kept buried deep inside. She sank to the floor, wrapping her arms around herself as if to hold together the pieces of her heart that were cracking under the pressure.
The ache in her chest tightened, and she thought of Theo. It hurt so much to see him, to feel that pull between them, yet not be able to hold him, to kiss him the way she wanted. The thought of it was almost unbearable, the distance between them like an invisible barrier she couldn't cross.
As the tears kept falling, Daphne let herself feel the depth of her longing, letting the pain rise to the surface. It was all too much, but in the stillness of her apartment, she let herself cry it all out, hoping that somehow, it would ease the ache in her heart.
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Daisy and Luca
Luca and Daisy sat across from each other at their dinner table, the soft clink of silverware against porcelain the only sound breaking the otherwise peaceful silence. The warm glow of the chandelier above cast a golden light over the table, where a home-cooked meal sat between them.
Despite the comforting atmosphere, Luca couldn't help but notice that Daisy was unusually quiet. Her usually lively demeanor had faded, and she seemed lost in thought, her fork paused halfway to her mouth.
Luca set down his own utensils, his brows furrowing slightly as he studied her. "Sunshine, what's wrong?" he asked gently, his voice laced with concern. He had known her long enough to recognize when something was off, and tonight, something wasn't right.
Daisy sighed, her gaze dropping to her plate for a moment before meeting Luca's eyes. "It's Daphne," she began softly, her voice tinged with worry. "She wasn't acting like herself at lunch today. She seemed distant, distracted... like something was on her mind." She paused, her expression clouded with concern.
Luca's brow furrowed in thought, concern spreading across his features. "Have you spoken to Theo?" he asked, his voice low. He reached across the table, taking her hand in his. "Maybe she was tired from the long weekend away and the first day onboaridng."
"I haven't been able to reach Theo," Daisy said, her voice tinged with frustration. "I've called him twice, but he hasn't answered. It's not like him to be so... unreachable." She sat back in her chair, rubbing her forehead as if trying to shake off the unease gnawing at her. "I just can't help but feel like there's more going on."
Luca leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing with concern. "Do you think something happened between her and Theo?"
Daisy's lips pressed into a tight line as she pondered the question. "I don't know, but I can't shake the feeling that.....that something is wrong."
Luca sat back, his expression softening with empathy. He reached across the table, his hand gently covering hers.
"Daisy," he said, his tone firm yet soothing, "Speak to Theo. If he's truly unreachable, ask one other others if something happened in Aspen."
Daisy hesitated, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. She nodded slowly, though the weight of the situation lingered in her chest. "Alright," she said quietly. "I'll speak to him."
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