After teasing Addison to the brink again and again, Levi finally slowed his thrusts, his hips moving in a gentler, deeper rhythm as if deliberately giving her trembling body a moment to breathe. Each slow push dragged along her sensitive inner walls, making her shudder and convulse beneath him as soft, helpless moans spilled from her lips.
It wasn't mercy.
It was control.
He wanted her to feel every inch of him.
Addison's body quivered under him, her thighs twitching and her fingers clutching weakly at the sheets as the slow, deliberate thrusts made her nerves burn with a lingering, overstimulated pleasure. Every shallow pull and deep glide made her walls flutter around him, sensitive and reactive after being pushed to orgasm not long ago.
Levi's gaze darkened as he watched her.
Completely mesmerized.
