Chapter Eight

Levi groaned as he attempted to walk down the hallway with a massive erection pressing against the zipper of his pants. He shifted and kicked out a leg, trying to discreetly move his cock into a more comfortable position. At least until he grew soft again.

Once he was far enough away from Katie’s door, and there was no one around him, Levi lifted his still slightly damp fingers to his nose and inhaled the scent of Katie’s arousal. It was intoxicating. Alluring. Better than anything he’d ever smelt in his entire life. He wondered if she tasted as delicious as she smelled?

Without thought, Levi placed the first two fingers of his hand in his mouth and his eyes rolled up into his head. He leaned against the wall as he luxuriated in the taste of Katie, her most intimate of places, wafting over his taste buds.

She tasted better than she smelled. She tasted of ambrosia. Of sweetness. Of something that was unique to her. To him, she tasted of heaven.

He was addicted. He would never get enough. Even if he lay between her legs for days, weeks, months, years, living off her juices, her body his sole means of sustenance… he would still never have enough of her.

Even now he was jonesing for a hit of her once more and his boxer briefs were damp with the evidence of his pre-cum. All it would take is one touch from Katie. One look. And Levi knew he would shoot his load. Hard.

He inhaled deeply and removed his fingers from his mouth. Wiping them on the back of his pants, he continued on to the trash chute, shaking his head at himself in disgust. At the barest hint of acceptance… approval… encouragement from Kevin to pursue Katie, to have what he’d wanted for so long, Levi had behaved like a horny, idiotic teenaged boy. He hadn’t asked her if it was okay, he’d just taken. And after all the seminars and classes that the Bureau had made them all go to, he should know better.

She hadn’t seemed particularly upset, but who knew how she felt now that he’d given her time to think?

He’d gone about this entirely the wrong way. He knew that. He had to make it right. He’d have to apologize. After what Cassie had gone through right after she and Kevin had started dating, Levi knew he had to tell Katie he was sorry. Not for wanting her. Never that. But for kissing and touching her without permission. Yeah. He’d have to for that.

He opened the door and called out to her. When Katie stepped into the room wearing nothing but a robe, Levi almost swallowed his tongue. Shoving away his lustful urges, he gave Katie what he hoped was an apologetic smile.

“Katie-bug, I just want to say, about what happened just a bit ago? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” he said. Levi watched as Katie’s face fell and disappointment crossed her features. He wanted to specify what he meant, to make sure she knew he was only sorry about his actions, about not getting her permission first, he wasn’t sorry about wanting to do everything—and much more—to her.

Katie gave him a wobbly smile and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, Levi. We’re still good. We’ll just chalk it up to sexual tension caused by growing up around each other and having a sort of perverse fascination about the other, okay?”

Levi frowned and shook his head in response, taking a step towards her. She was getting it all wrong. He didn’t have a “perverse fascination” about her. He was in love with her. Always had been. Always would be.

“Katie, no. You don’t understand,” he began.

“No, no. It’s fine, Levi, really,” she cut him off. “Um,” Katie looked away from him and glanced around the room. “I’m going to go ahead and get in the shower. Why don’t you go to your place and get changed? I’m sure I’ll be okay for the short amount of time it takes you to go and grab a suit or tuxedo and get back here. Or you know you can go get your clothes and come back here to change. Whatever works, but I’m going to go and get fixed up so that we can leave here in two hours. Does that work? Okay, great,” Katie stammered out and without waiting for him to reply, she spun around and rushed back to her bedroom, Bruce following at her heels. She closed the door behind the both of them and Levi was left standing alone, wondering how he’d taken two steps forward with her, and fifteen steps back so quickly.

He wasn’t going to give up, though. He’d gotten a taste of her, and now that he knew what he’d been missing all these years. What they’d both been missing all these years. Now that he knew that Katie was at least attracted to him and saw him as more than merely Kevin’s best friend, Levi knew he would stop at nothing until she was his.

But first, he had to run down to the nearest department store to buy a tuxedo. He didn’t have one in his closet at his place. And he needed roses. And a gift.

Levi nodded as he headed out. It was time for him to woo his woman.