Red Flags Chapter 45

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👩‍❤️‍👨 Red Flags: ❣️

♥️🚩👫 (Badasses • Bad • Jerks) 🚩♥️

Emory fisted the sheets, feeling empty in the head as she poured moans on moans and fuçking moans into his sweet mouth.

Her gasps were wordless, and her moans endless as he kissed into her throat, devouring her mouth.

She was chasing her own breaths as he grabbed the other nîpple too between his forefinger and thumb, twirling it with a harshness that wets her inner thighs.

“Mmm” she released another raspy moan, her hands leaving his neck to glide down his body.

She inserted her hands under his hoodie, rubbing his ripped chest and wondering how many months he spent in the gym to build this banging body.

Their tongues met, and the moment they coiled, Levi caressed the valley between her breàsts, and she almost entered the bed as she sank down with a mewl.

The subtle move was so intentional that he immediately did it again, making her body shake, and by the time he did it for the third time, her hand left his body and went back to his neck, and she wrapped them there before kissing it, sweating profusely.

Levi wrenched his lips from hers, and she was surprised that none of them got a lip cut as usual since he’s not a gentle kisser.

Nothing about Levi’s kisses is soft.

They’re dominating.

Hard.

And possessive.

He kisses like a crazy person, and it’s so fuçking…

Before her train of thoughts could land, Levi already pulled up her sweater, and she raised her hands so he’d have more room as he pulled it out of her body, throwing it away impatiently like he did with the bra.

She’s sitting up right now, and her creamy breàsts are spilling so sexily on her chest, begging to be touched as her hair fell on them.

Her nîpples are faint pink, and despite the fullness of the breàsts, they’re still standing firmly on her chest… untouched and so fuçking beautiful.

Levi’s eyes darkened with lust, want and insatiable hunger as he stared at the perfection, and his throat moved.

She has come to realization that it happens anytime he’s trying to hold himself back with her.

At least…she found out something about him… perfect.

She held eyes with him, gulping too as he stared at her breàsts like his food.

He directed his gaze to her face, and she rested her palms on the bed, awaiting what he’s gonna do next.

Her heart was pounding, and she’s surprised she’s not feeling shy or trying to cover her chest.

Just how deep did this guy get under her skin?

“I always thought you have beautiful tits, never knew they would be this pink and gorgeous. Your tits are made to be fuçking worshipped” he said, and before she could get mortified by his words, he lowered his head to her chest.

His mouth swallowed her right nîpple, his teeth tugging on the erect flesh with maddening expertise while his hand carried the other one, pinching and rubbing so slow that she almost came on the spot.

“Fûck… Levi…” A loud moan echoed in the space as he devoured her breàsts as if it’s his last damn meal.

Gawd…this guy can suck.

He gave her a gentle bite, but the second one came almost immediately, harsh this time.

“Ahh…hh… Please” she stuttered.

“Please what?” He replied, moving to her other breast to do the same thing to it, but he’s not taking it slow, and her?

Her crazy self is liking it. She has never felt this insane pleasure before all her damn life.

Levi kissed her nîpples before rolling his tongue on them, and she almost went down.

“Ohh.. please don’t stop…” She cried out.

He didn’t stop.

He continued sucking on her like he’s on a mission to extract her soul through it.

Even if that’s the case, then it’s all his.

He went to the next level when he stretched his hand to the stand and got the bottle of tequila she brought the other time.

He opened it, and he didn’t give her the chance to talk before pouring it all-over her tits, wetting them erotically.

Even as the liquid touched her sensitive nipples, she couldn’t help but moan again…

“Urg, fûck” he groaned lustfully before going for her chest again.

This time, he pinned her two hands down on the bed as he licked and sucked the tequila off her titties, and she began crying in pleasure.

His tongue did things she can’t explain to her body, and she felt her throat drying up, and her nipples became sore and red.

The smell of tequila mixed with cinnamon and cherry, creating the most erotic scent ever…she began gasping as his tongue lapped her skin over and over.

Is it possible to cum from nipple stimulation alone? Cos her thighs are sickly shaking, and she’s sweating.

Her dark hair got stuck near her eyes but she’s not even pushing it away cos her hands are shaking too.

Levi released her wet breasts, but only to lower himself and trail his pink lips down her flat belly, lingering on the line that separates it from her core.

“You have the beauty of a fuçking angel, little fox” he said, resting his chin on her bellybutton so their eyes clashed.

She couldn’t talk, just staring at him and breathing fast…

Is he gonna… take off her skirt?

She’s wearing a baby blue pants… If she knew he’d do this today, he’d have worn something sexier.

“I’ll never be able to get enough of you…ever” he whispered, moving loweerrr…

She held her breaths, her breàsts tensing up on her chest, but a little before he’d get to her jean skirt button, a knock sounded on the door.

“Banks… dinner is ready, and bring out Emory with you” Kara’s voice interrupted, and Emory sat up.

She made to get down from the bed, but he held her back.

“She’s calling us” she said.

“And?” He replied blankly.

“We should go” she blinked.

“You should have a bath first, wash off the tequila scent” he said, and then she remembered.

“Oh…sure”

She came down eventually, and Levi gave her a new towel which she wrapped on her body together with her skirt.

She put on one of his bathroom flops which is funnily bigger again, and she was smiling as she dragged her feet into the bathroom.

Levi waited, killing time by going to the guys group chat.

Hyce and Conrad are online, and Hyce is busy telling Conrad about the trenchcoat bitch.

Seems like he found out after all

Conrad: You’re kidding, right?

Hyce: Do you see me sending smiling emojis?

Conrad: And you’re sure you made no mistakes?

Hyce: Do I look like a fuçking kid?

Conrad: That’s fuçked up, and Banks kept it for this long?

Hyce: Totally fuçked up, I hate that arsehole rolling eyes emoji

Levi: If hating me gets you coupons or free tickets, kept it up wanker.

Hyce: When you die, “We lost a wicked motherfûcker” will be on your tombstone.

Levi: Add this… “He had a big dîck and used it damn well”

Conrad: Don’t joke, you both. This is serious, how would Emory take it? I mean…nah

Hyce: I’ll mentally prepare myself for tomorrow, and by the way, I’m bringing a new addition to the gang.

Levi: Who?

Conrad: If it’s who I’m thinking…

Levi: I’ll fuçking kill you.

Hyce: Chill, bro.

Emory came out of the bathroom, and Levi dropped his phone immediately, giving her a long look.

Gawd knows she’s the sexiest while wet. Her sticky hair and fresh skin is making him want to go down on her right now and make her scream down the house, but he cautioned the monster between his legs.

“Are you gonna continue staring at me?” She said.

Cool…her defensive mode is on.

He went to her, took another towel and made her sit in bed before starting to dry her hair.

She looked up at his tattoo, and she touched it, rubbing the ink.

“el zorro es mio” she read it out and smiled, resting her head on that arm.

Levi stopped drying her hair and stared down at her.

Initially, the only time she smiled were the times she spent with her friends, but since he made himself known, she has been beaming around him too, and he wants to lock her somewhere private where only his eyes will see such smiles.

It’s made for him alone.

Ten minutes later, she dressed up in his clothes again, a short knicker and a baggy shirt.

She went down with him, and they met Kara at the table already.

Immediately they settled down, she got her bag and said her bye.

“Your uncle is back, he might start crying if he doesn’t see me soon” she joked.

“You’re the crybaby, not him” Levi replied, and the woman laughed.

“I’ll see you again, Emory” she blew her a kiss, and Emory returned it as she rushed out.

“I should call my parents and tell them I’ll be arriving late” Emory said.

“Tell them you’re not coming home ” he replied, and she gasped.

“But they…

“You want me to call them for you?” He interrupted, pulling her to his laps.

“I brought my mum’s car and she might need it tomorrow morning” she muttered as he brushed her hair back with his fingers.

“I’ll drop you early” he replied, and she sighed, her lips parting.

“Fineee…you always have your way” she muttered, trying to stand

He held her back.

“Eat here, on my laps” he told her, and their eyes met again.

She blushed before looking away quickly.

She adjusted, and she could swear that she felt his boner on her @ss, but she just tightened her thighs and picked her spoon to start eating.

Levi wrapped his right arm on her from behind, then he began tapping away on his phone with his second hand.

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TO Be Continued