Little Bird (The Tangled Series) (10 page)

“That’s fine but don’t be surprised when I get mad every damn time you try to boss me around.”

Lee quirked a brow at her, his mood suddenly lighter. “But you haven’t gotten mad every time I boss you around.”

Savannah blushed and laughed. “Well, no. It is ridiculously hot when you do it in the sack but that’s different. When we’re not fucking, could you just try to be a little more considerate? Please?”

“I’ll try.” Lee laughed and bent his head to kiss her, his tongue tangling with hers as he marveled at what a curious evening this had turned out to be.

“Levon?”

“What, sweetheart?”

They’d been lying on his bed making out like a couple of teenagers, kissing and touching, talking and holding one another. They’d both been a little pensive and hesitant at first, still stinging from their quarrel, but they’d slowly relaxed and fallen back into their comfortable rhythm with each other.

Except for Lee’s pants still hanging open, loose about his hips, they were both still fully clothed and Savannah thought it was probably time they do something about that.

“You know, we’ve had sex four times and I still haven’t seen you totally naked.”

“Three times. The angry sex doesn’t count. Nobody gets naked for angry sex. Well, I guess unless they’re already naked.” Lee chuckled and rolled on his back, pulling her on top of him. “Everybody gets naked for make-up sex though.”

“Is that what this is? Make-up sex?” Savannah straddled him and pulled her shirt over her head before grabbing his collar and tugging until he sat up.

“Uh-huh.” Lee helped her pull his shirt over his head and then reached behind her, unfastening her bra and pushing it off her shoulders. He dipped his head, flicking his tongue against her nipple as he wrapped his arms around her and rolled over again, letting his weight press her into the mattress.

“Oh, this is nice.” Savannah moaned helplessly as he rocked against her, teasing her. She started to squirm, trying to get her shorts off.

“This time, I’m going to take my time with you.” He rolled off of her and grinned when she tried to pull him back.

Getting out of bed, Lee stripped off his pants and boxer briefs, Savannah’s breath catching as she watched him. He was absolutely beautiful: lean and lanky, fit and strong, his muscles rippling as he moved. He was thirty-seven years old and had a body better than most men her age.

Savannah closed her eyes as he got back on the bed, kneeling between her knees to finish undressing her, his hands skimming her legs as he pulled her shorts and panties off. Her skin burned everywhere he touched, every nerve in her body singing with need.

When she opened her eyes he was still kneeling there, looking down at her, his eyes devouring her. Savannah hooked her leg around his hip and pulled him down on top of her. If he’d been expecting it, it never would have worked but she’d taken him by surprise and he came down on her with a startled grunt. Lee closed his eyes, his jaw clenching as he let out a low agonized groan, his naked cock sliding between her legs and along the outside of her pussy.

“Fucking Hell.”

She hadn’t meant for him to land just there when she’d pulled him down on top of her, it had startled her, too, the way their bodies had inadvertently aligned so perfectly. But she loved his response, so powerful and hungry, and she loved that she had the power to provoke that kind of reaction.

“You’re so wet, so soft and hot. So fucking perfect.” Lee lay still on top of her, his body rigid and tense, his face in her hair, panting against her ear. Savannah bit her lip, tentative as she began to rock her hips beneath him, rubbing herself along the length of his cock. Lee lifted his head, staring at her with such white-hot intensity Savannah thought she might actually orgasm if he looked at her like that for too long.

Savannah put her hand on his face, cradling his jaw, her thumb stroking his cheek as she teased him, “You okay, Levon? I think you might be developing a tic.”

“I’m just fine. You, however, are playing a very dangerous game, Little Bird.” His strained voice seemed to contradict his claim that he was just fine but Savannah didn’t think she ought to point that out.

“I trust you to control yourself.”

Lee laughed, startling her, and he lifted himself up on his forearms. “Ordinarily, I’d be flattered but right now, you really fucking shouldn’t. Not when you’re dragging that sweet little cunt along my bare dick and I want nothing more than to put it inside you. Not when it would be this fucking easy for me to do it.”

Lee held her gaze as he shifted against her, his hips rocking slowly. It was just a small adjustment but that’s all it had taken. The swollen head of his cock slid back and forth between her legs until it caught. He lined himself up, poised at her entrance, ready to slip inside with the barest of movements from either of them.

Savannah gasped, her eyes wide, and Lee looked down at her, one brow arched and a sinful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He seemed to be waiting for her to say something but she couldn’t. She could barely breathe, let alone talk. The feel of him resting there, pressing ever so slightly against her was making her crazy.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?”

Savannah quivered beneath him, her voice timid. “I was just playing, just teasing you.”

“Nothing wrong with that. You can tease me all you like with your hands or your mouth. But next time you tease me like this, next time you rub that hot wet slit against my naked cock, I’ll take it as an invitation.” He looked down and she followed his gaze. He was looking between them where his cock cautiously pressed against her. Lee’s breathing quickened and he groaned, a sound of raw torment.

She thought he might drive into her after all and she tried to figure out what she would do if he did. She couldn’t let him do it, obviously, but she didn’t want to start another fight either. She was trying to decide the best way to handle the situation when she heard his breathing grow heavier, raspier. He still hovered over her, his eyes fastened on the place where the crown of his erection nudged against her entrance. Even with that slight contact she could feel the way his cock throbbed and she let out a startled gasp when it jerked against her.

“You’ve ruined me, Savannah.” Lee’s voice was so thick and rough she didn’t think she’d have even recognized it if she hadn’t been right here with him.

Everything happened so fast then. He shifted over her, holding himself on one arm, his free hand finding her neck, his fingers wrapping around that slender column as his thumb stroked over her throat. He raised his hips, his erection bumping over her clit before sliding across her stomach. Lee groaned savagely, his grip on her neck tightening. The first hot spurt of semen on her stomach took her breath away. Lee still looked down, watching as he came over her belly, a feral primitive sound coming from low in his throat. Savannah watched, too, fascinated to see his cock twitch against her, his seed pooling on her abdomen.

When he’d finished, he rolled off of her, releasing his hold on her neck. His hand trailed over her breasts to her stomach where he tenderly caressed her, his fingers rubbing his semen into her smooth skin.

Lee raised his gaze to look at her and Savannah shivered. He looked sex-drunk, his eyes heavy as he panted to catch his breath. He held her gaze and brought his hand up to span her jaw—his fingers wet with his come. His voice was full of gravel when he said, “I mean it, Savannah. If you tease me like that again I will be inside you when I come. That’s a promise.”

Savannah trembled, an involuntary shiver racking her body. She didn’t know what to say, she didn’t even know what she thought. The way he looked at her, the pressure of his fingers on her jaw, her skin still damp with him, she was so overwhelmed by everything about the situation.

When she didn’t respond, he finally released her, rolling onto his back and she couldn’t help but sigh, glad to have him out of her personal space for a minute so she could pull herself together.

Rolling his head on the pillow to look at her, Lee chuckled hoarsely. “Probably not a good sign you sound so relieved when I quit touching you.”

“That was sort of intense.”

They lay side by side, their heads turned toward one another. Lee reached over, grabbing her hand and squeezing her fingers.

“You thought it was intense? I just came from thinking about being inside you.” He laughed, still a little out of breath and unsteady. “Hell, it’s probably a good thing I can’t fuck you without a condom. I’d probably embarrass myself and then you’d just think I was an old man with a premature ejaculation problem.”

Savannah laughed, his joking tone helping to dispel some of the tension in the air. “Well, you are an old man.”

“That’s the second time you’ve called me old, Little Bird. You’re not very good for my ego.” He grinned, tugging the fingers he still held. “Get over here and sit on my face so I can show you one of the advantages to fucking an old man.”

Savannah blushed, unsure if she’d ever get used to how direct he could be, but she liked it. It was so uncomplicated. She narrowed her eyes, teasing him. “Oh, you think you’re exceptionally skilled, do you?”

Lee raised a brow at her, his lips twitching with an amused smile. “I know I am, sweetheart. I’ll grant some of it is probably just natural talent, but I’ve been eating cunt for almost as long as you’ve been alive. If I haven’t honed that particular skill by now there’s no hope for me.”

Savannah rolled her eyes, shaking her head. “You’re only eleven years older than me and I doubt you were having sex in elementary school.”

“Probably closer to twelve years, my birthday’s next month. But let’s think about this for a minute.” Lee paused, doing a little math in his head. “Right so, you’re twenty-six and I’ve been having sex for nearly twenty-four years. I’d say that qualifies as almost as long as you’ve been alive.”

“You were fourteen the first time?” Savannah blurted.

“Yeah. You?”

While Savannah was surprised to learn he’d been only fourteen, she was more interested in the way he’d said it. He was so comfortable in his own skin. He wasn’t at all shy or embarrassed about answering. Maybe that kind of confidence was another thing that came with age because she definitely felt nervous about answering. When she did, she tried to sound as relaxed as he had but she didn’t think she managed to pull it off.

“I was nineteen.”

“Oh, so you were one of those good girls in high school.”

Lee grinned at her mischievously and Savannah snorted. “I’ll bet there weren’t any good girls left in your high school by the time you graduated.”

“There were a few who managed to resist my charms.” Lee was laughing as he spoke but it faded rapidly as an odd look passed over his face.

“What?”

“Fuck, I am old. I was married for longer than you’ve been having sex. Hell, I’ve been divorced almost as long.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re old, it just means I was a late bloomer.” Savannah hesitated, chewing her lip and wondering how he would react to her asking about his marriage. Mike had told her Lee didn’t really talk about it and Mike was one of his closest friends. If he hadn’t told Mike he probably wouldn’t react well to her inquiries. Still, she wanted to know so she decided to test the waters with an easy question. “So, how long were you married?”

“Nine years.”

Lee didn’t appear to be fazed by her question so she quickly asked the next one, the one she really wanted the answer to. “What happened?”

“Nosy little thing, aren’t you?” Lee arched a brow, giving her a steady look.

Savannah blushed and looked away, feeling chastised. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.”

“No, it’s all right. Come here.”

Lee patted his chest and Savannah rolled over on her side to lie against him. Unsatisfied with that, he pulled her on top of him so she sprawled over his chest. At first, she thought he would try to distract her with sex but he didn’t, instead tucking her head under his chin and lazily stroking her bottom with one hand. Savannah liked the closeness, lying chest to chest with him, but wondered if it had been intentional the way he’d positioned her so she couldn’t see his face.

“What happened depends on who you ask.”

“I asked Mike but he just said you never talked about it much.”

Lee chuckled and Savannah smiled to herself, enjoying the pleasant feel of his laughter rumbling in his chest. “Mike’s a good guy. Loyal. Even if he is obnoxiously meddlesome sometimes.” He paused, thoughtful. “When you split up after that long together, most of your friends are shared and it’s shitty because they pretty much end up having to pick one side or the other. Mike and Ginny were among the few who stuck with me.”

“Did you cheat?” Savannah blurted the question out before she even realized what she was saying. She didn’t want to think Lee would cheat, but it was the first thing that came to mind when he said most of their friends had taken Cara’s side. When he took a long time before responding, she realized with dread she wasn’t going to like his answer.

“It’s complicated. I—”

“Not really. It’s pretty straight forward.” Savannah couldn’t keep the accusatory tone out of her voice as she interrupted him, her body tense and rigid against him. “Did you put your dick in someone else while you were married to her? That’s a yes or no question. Anything else is just making excuses.”

“Yes.”

All of her breath went out with a whoosh and Savannah felt like she might throw up. She pushed against his chest, trying to get up but he had an arm around her back, holding her firmly in place.

His voice was gruff when he said, “Where do you think you’re going?”

Savannah lifted her head, glaring at him. “Once a cheater, always a cheater. And to think you had the nerve to lecture me about monogamy. I’ve never fucking cheated.”

“I’m not having that argument with you again.” Lee sighed, exasperated and annoyed. “You asked what happened and I’ll tell you, but I expect you to at least have the courtesy to listen to the whole damn story before you tell me what a fucking asshole I am.”