“Don’t look at me like that,” he says, his tone a growl, desperation coating every word. “I can’t do this.”
I take a breath to steady my racing heart. It doesn’t work. The way Xavier watches me, like he wants to consume me whole, wreaks havoc on my body. “We can do other things that aren’t sex.”
“I won’t take a risk until the doctor signs off on it.”
“You’re really worried about my recovery, aren’t you?”
He releases a mocking laugh. “It’s a lot more than that.”
“Then explain it to me.”
He turns his face, the muscles in his jaw clenching. When he meets my gaze again, his silver eyes are full of heat, searing me where I stand.
“It’s because I’m going to devour every inch of your body. I’m going to fuck you long and hard, giving your greedy cunt everything it can take. And more. I’m not stopping until you’vecome several times and your body is spent. Until you can’t move, think, or breathe without remembering the way my cock was buried deep inside you, the way you begged me to give you more. Until the only word out of your mouth is my name.”
He steps closer and grips the nape of my neck, tilting my head back. The warmth of his palm seeps into my skin, the sensation traveling down my spine. His silver eyes burn with a possessive need that leaves my mouth dry and my skin flushed.
“I’m addicted to you,” he says. “Being inside you, the tightness of your cunt, the way you take my cock. The way you whimper and moan when I fuck you. That sound is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. The way you give yourself to me, trusting me to take care of you. If I had sex with you now, I’ll be unable to stop myself from fucking you raw.”
“Do it.”
Those two words are all I can manage.
I reach out and grab the hem of his shirt, balling the material in my fists. He doesn’t stop me as I pull it over his head and let it fall to the ground. His torso is bare, the planes of his abdomen and chest hard with strength and physical training. I trail my fingers along his tattoo, the scar I gave him, and down the center of his abdomen, savoring the feel of him beneath my fingertips. His muscles twitch under my fingertips.
“No,” he says, his voice hoarse.
“Then let me take care of you,” I whisper, my sudden shyness getting the best of me. “You need it.”
His breath rushes out of him. “Ialwaysneed you, but that doesn’t mean you have to do anything for me right now.”
“Xavier, it’s okay. I want to.”
His nostrils flare. “No. It’s not. And if you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to lose my fucking mind. Even if you’re just sucking my dick, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking your mouth and bruising your throat until you’re choking on mycum.” He reaches up to grip his hair, tugging on the strands. “Fuck, we should leave.”
I step closer and slide my hands around his waist, splaying my palms on his back. The skin beneath my fingers ripples at my touch, the scars pressing into my fingertips. They are rough and raised, and each one tells the story of a moment when Xavier’s life was on the line. I wish he’d let me kiss them.
He stiffens under my caress. “You can’t keep giving me this part of yourself and expect me not to keep it. Not to break it.”
“I’m not afraid.”
He grabs my wrists and removes them from his body, but keeps his grip firm. “I am. I’m fucking terrified to hurt you.”
“Xavier, I’m not?—”
He presses a finger against my lips, silencing me. “We’re not having this conversation, not now. Not until you’re recovered.”
I narrow my gaze at him. “Is that an order?”
“Yes.”
His clipped response has my spine stiffening and my anger flaring. The need to challenge him, to prove him wrong and make him submit to me for once is overwhelming. I yank my wrist from his hold and slap my palms against his stomach. Then I push with all my might. He backs up a step, surprise taking over his face. I use it to my advantage and shove him hard toward the chair.
“Sit down,” I snap.
He narrows his gaze, but his eyes gleam with unbridled lust. It has me dripping. How can one look from him do that to me?
With a grunt, I push him again and again until the backs of his legs hit the chair. “Sit the fuck down.”
