Xavier’s breath hitched, his head dropping forward between his shoulders. “Maybe,” he admitted, the word muffled.
“Say it,” I demanded, my hand slipping around to cup his cock through his jeans, feeling the hard length of him pressing against the fabric. “Tell me what you want, X.”
“I want... I want you to touch me.” His voice was strained. “Inside. Want to know what it feels like. After you spanked me… I can’t stop thinking about you doing everything to me.”
The confession sent a bolt of heat straight to my groin. I pressed my lips to the nape of his neck, inhaling the scent of him—leather and spice. “I’ve got you. Going to make you feel so good.” His skin was smooth, burning hot as I cupped his ass, my middle finger tracing the cleft, and he moaned and arched into the touch.
“Look at you, beautiful,” I whispered, unable to keep the awe from my voice. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this? Wanted your gorgeous ass?”
A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“Didn’t think you’d want this. Want me.” I leaned down, pressing a kiss to the small of his back. “Was afraid of losing you if I tried.”
Xavier’s eyes closed, his forehead resting on his forearm. “I didn’t understand it until the other night. You unlocked something in me.”
The admission, so raw and honest, made my chest ache. Xavier, who faced down danger with a smirk, who rode like he was daring death to catch him—admitting he was afraid of this, of wanting, of needing.
June reappeared, handing me a bottle of lube, rubbing Xavier’s exposed ass with a playful possessiveness.
“Do you want to play, too?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I’ll just watch. For… observational purposes.” Her eyes sparkled and she held up a tiny purple vibrator.
Chapter 16
Xavier
I’d never felt moreexposed, more vulnerable, more fucking terrified of what I was about to let happen. But I needed it. Needed him.
“Spread your legs a little wider.”
I complied, shifting my stance, and arching my back more, instinctively wanting him to think I was pretty. “Gonna make you into a little slut,” he murmured, slapping my ass. Fire raced through my veins and I arched up into his touch, my cock hardening. “More,” I whispered. He slapped me again and again. “Is that good, baby?” I dropped my head to the couch, moaning as I closed my eyes and let the pleasure-pain of his spanking wash over me, calming me, grounding me. Making it clear who I belonged to. After a few minutes he stopped and I heard the snap of the lube cap.
“I’m going to go slow,” Milo said, his voice lower now, a rough edge to it that sent a shiver down my spine. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” I whispered. “Not ever.”
The first touch of his slick finger against my entrance made me flinch, not from pain but from the newness of the sensation, the intimacy of being touched in a place I’d never let anyone touch before.
“Relax,” June’s voice floated to me, gentle but direct. “Push back against his finger a little. It helps. Speaking of someone who has had your dick inside her ass.”
I shot her a look, she just smiled that calm, knowing smile of hers. Her eyes never left mine as Milo’s finger circled my hole, spreading the cool lube, teasing but not yet pushing inside.
“I’ve got you,” Milo murmured, his free hand settling on the small of my back, warm and grounding. “Breathe, X.”
I pulled in a shaky breath, then let it out slowly, consciously willing the tension from my muscles. As I exhaled, Milo’s finger pushed forward, breaching me for the first time. The sensation was strange—a pressure, an invasion, but not painful. Different from anything I’d ever felt before.
“Jesus,” I breathed, my fingers digging into the back of the couch. “That’s... fuck.”
“Too much?” Milo asked immediately, his finger stilling.
“No,” I managed. “Just... different.”
He laughed softly. “Different good or different bad?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but then he pushed his finger deeper, and whatever words I had evaporated in a rush of sensation. “Good,” I gasped. “Definitely good.”
“Look at his cock. It’s dripping,” June said. “He likes being joined to Daddy Milo.”
