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down. His rhythm had faltered while Sonny had been on the couch beside him, but he picked it up in earnest now, watching, oddly fascinated, as Sonny knelt between Levi's legs and held out his hand.
    Sonny coated Levi’s fingers with the tingly lube. “Close your eyes again. Close your eyes and remember how good it felt last time.”
    One finger, and then two. With Sonny guiding him, it felt even better than last time. Better, hotter, more intense. He rolled his hips to counter the warring sensations in his body—his dick pumping in and out of his lube-slicked fist, and his fingers stretching his ass. It felt right. It felt wrong. It felt fucking amazing.
    Sweat beaded his chest. He trembled, let out a shaky breath, and his balls tightened, the first stirrings of orgasm already finding purchase deep in his belly. He couldn’t take much of this.
    Sonny nipped the inside of his quivering thigh. “Not yet, Ramone. Add another finger.”
    Levi’s eyes flew open—despite his best efforts to resist Sonny’s instructions, at some point, they’d drifted shut. Add another? Three fingers? No fucking way. He met Sonny’s gaze, and Sonny grinned, but it wasn’t his usual devious smirk. It was something else, something softer that made Levi’s chest feel tight.
    He slid a third finger into himself. It hurt. He bit down on his lip and thrashed his head from side to side. Too much, too much. He needed to grab something, anything, to hold himself down. “No…I…”
    Sonny scrambled up the couch and stilled his head with gentle hands. “Shh.” His voice was low, and his breath washed over Levi’s ear. “I’ve got you.”
    He took Levi’s hand from his cock, replacing it with his own and leaving Levi free to fling his arm over his head and grip the back of the couch.
    Levi hid his face in his arm, his groan pained and strangled. “ Fuck . Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
    “Shh,” Sonny said again. “Focus on me.”
    Sonny bent his neck and enveloped Levi’s dick in his mouth with a suction far gentler than any blowjob he’d ever received.
    Levi closed his eyes and absorbed the languid, almost teasing sensations. He shuddered. His limbs grew soft, and his bones sank into the couch. Sonny nudged Levi's wrist with his free hand, and following the silent cue, Levi slowly rolled the three fingers he still held inside himself.
    The effect was instant. He let his head fall back and jutted his hips forward, fucking himself in Sonny’s mouth and then back onto his fingers. Heat roared through his veins. He felt hot, too hot, hotter than he’d ever been, and his mind swam. Sonny scraped his teeth slowly up Levi's shaft, and he was undone.
    “Gonna come. Fuck.”
    He reached down to pull Sonny from him, but Sonny resisted. It was too late. Release hit him, and his whole world became nothing but a lightning bolt of pure, carnal pleasure. He cried out and came in Sonny’s mouth.

Chapter Eight
    It took a while for Levi to return to earth. He lay still, his arm hiding his face as he fought for breath. Until Sonny climbed up his body and straddled him, coaxing Levi gently to look at him. Levi opened his eyes, feeling Sonny’s cotton-covered erection digging into his belly. He reached for it, but Sonny batted his hands away.
    “Next time. You okay?”
    “Think so.” Levi nodded and cast his gaze around the room. Sonny’s vast array of toys was still laid out on the coffee table. He wondered when they were going to use them, and the usual flicker of apprehension was strangely absent. “I’m fuckin’ starved. Want some dinner?”
    Sonny eyed him for a moment, then slid off him and reached for his jeans. “Depends. What have you got? Potpies or something?”
    And like that, the spell was broken. Levi searched the room and found his discarded sweats in a heap by the door to the hall. He got up and pulled them on, feeling exhausted, exhilarated, and eerily calm all rolled into one.
    He felt Sonny’s gaze on him as he walked to the