He caught my hand and lowered so that his face was eye level with mine and he started rutting into me at a speed that made the tension coil in my groin again.
The speed curated another orgasm comparable to the stuff I’d only ever read about or dreamt up in a fantasy.
The man consumed me, sending me over the edge once more but this time he came too, pounding in me with his relentless thrusts then thundering his hot cum inside me. I savored the feel of it burning up the walls of my core.
We stayed just like that for a few minutes, breathing hard, hearts pounding, my ears drumming from the wildness.
It was amazing how sleep hadn’t come for me before but suddenly I was exhausted.
Xander moved up to be closer to me then cupped my face and gazed deeply into my eyes.
“Doesn’t matter how long,” he stated.
I had to think hard about what he was talking about but then I remembered. I’d mentioned that he hadn’t known me long.
“Do you want to be with me Jia?” he asked. I had to wonder if that was a trick question or a rhetorical one.
“You know I do.”
“Say it.”
I touched his face. “I want to be with you.”
“That’s all I need. All I need to know, it’s all that matters to me, and time is irrelevant. It’s just a thing. You can’t compare yourself to anybody, no matter who they are or what they meant to me. There’s only one of you Jia. Just one and I want to be with you too.”
“Thank you.” I’d never felt more valued in my life. “But Xander, how could I claim to love you and put you through this? Running from my father. It will get to a point where it won’t just be him.”
“I know Jia. I’ve factored that in, but I won’t let him take you. He’ll have to kill me first.”
That was supposed to show me the depth of his seriousness, but it was the very thing I was worried about.
Him dying.
For me…
