Conceited Concierge: A Hero Club Novel by Renea Porter (little readers txt) 📕

small break from the craziness.” He then looked to me. “Happy birthday again.” Tucker waved before heading out.

I reached over and hugged Levi. “Thank you so much. You don’t know how much this means to me. It’s the best birthday ever.”

We stood in place with Levi’s hand around my waist. “I’m so glad you enjoyed it. And every birthday will get better and better.”

“Oh, I don’t know if you can top this one. I’m not even sure I’m gonna wash my cheek.”

“Down girl.”

“Seriously, this was the best birthday I have ever had.”

“Stick with me and I’ll show you what else I can come up with.”

Levi bent down to pack everything back up in the basket. “Now we can go relax and watch some movies.”

“Your room or mine?” he asked.

“Yours.”

“Oh. Something different, eh.”

“Yeah. Let me grab some pajamas.”

“Sounds good.”

We stopped at my room so I could change. And we headed to his room right down the hall. It was time to really get to know each other and each other’s habits.

“Close your eyes,” he instructed as we settled in his room.

“What are you up to?”

“Close them.”

I closed my eyes anyway and waited for him to tell me when to open them. I could hear him walking around the room doing something.

“Don’t peek.”

“I’m not. Hurry up or I will look.”

“Okay. Open up.”

Levi held a cupcake up to me with a candle lit. “Make a wish.”

“It’s not even my birthday yet.”

Levi looked at his watch. “It’s after midnight. So, it’s your birthday. Make a wish, birthday girl.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and made a wish before blowing out a lone candle.

He handed me the cupcake, grabbed one for himself, and we settled on his bed. “You can pick a movie and then I’ll pick one. What is your favorite movie?”

“Hope Floats and Jerry McGuire. I know they are older movies, but I literally could and have watched them a million times and never get tired of it. What’s yours?”

“Field of Dreams and Roadhouse.”

“Oh, those are classics.”

“Yes, they are. Should we start with Jerry McGuire?”

“Yes.” I smiled wide.

***

Two hours later, Levi was sound asleep. I quietly slid off the bed so I could pull the comforter down. Moving around the bed, I pulled Levi’s legs up and tried to put them under the comforter, but I was unsuccessful because the guy was built. He woke up.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. You fell asleep so I figured we’d get comfortable.”

“Come here and let me hold you, Cupcake.”

I settled into him while he spooned me. He started kissing my neck. “Now might be a good time for that quickie.” I could feel him smile against my neck and I was done. I needed him so bad.

Leaning back, we kissed and he ran his hand over my body, sending goosebumps all over my skin. “I love the way your body reacts to my touch.”

I twisted my body around to face his. His erection pressed into my stomach, so I removed my panties. He moved his boxer briefs down, I wrapped a leg around his, and he moved inside me. We were pressed skin to skin and I couldn’t believe how much he made me feel.

Moving up, I pressed him flat onto the bed while I climbed on top. “I love seeing you on top of me. So fucking hot.” He leaned up to kiss me and I cradled his face in my hands while he pressed me onto him as if any space could get in between us. And I’ll admit, this wasn’t slow or deliberate like it was before. I was riding him like my life depended on it. This was raw and needy.

“Keep going Cupcake, I’m about to come.”

I could feel his body shake as his climax came. It took me a few more seconds before I felt my body shudder against his. “Oh my god.”

I fell onto the bed next to Levi.

“Wow,” Levi responded with a sigh, trying to regain normal breathing.

“Ditto.” I placed a hand on my forehead, wiping the sweat, and pushed my hair back.

“Now that is a way to end the night.”

I shook my head at him. Smiling, I rose up and placed my head on his chest while he put his arm around me.

Chapter Twenty

 

 

LEVI

 

What in god’s name was that sound? Whatever it was, it stirred me awake until I could place it. Someone was banging on a door. No one occupied this floor except me and Rylee.

Looking to my right, Rylee was dead asleep. Composing myself, I peeked out the door.

Holy shit. Someone was banging on Rylee’s room door. I stepped out of the room and walked over to the woman.

“Can I help you?”

“Do you know where Rylee is?”

“And you are?”

“I’m Callie. I’m Rylee’s ex.”

“Wait here.”

I walked back into my room where Rylee was up putting her robe on. “Where did you go?” She was squinting her eyes, trying to wake up.

“Your ex is outside your room door.”

“Fuck,” she muttered, stepping out into the hall. “Callie. What are you doing here?”

I stayed behind and leaned in the door frame to watch their exchange.

“Well, I heard you were here. And I want to talk.”

Rylee pushed her room door open. “I don’t have anything to say to you.”

I moved closer to hear their exchange. And I’ll admit, I was a little taken back that Callie came here. What if Rylee took her back? I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat. No. She wouldn’t go back to that toxic relationship.

Callie stepped into Rylee’s room. “Please, if you let me explain.”

“What? Did your lover leave you?”

“I want to get back together.”