My fingers graze his shaft then I palm it and circle the cap with my thumb, as my lips flutter against his chest.
Xander groans, and the intensity in his eyes turns my insides into Jell-O. He reaches around, releases my bra from my body, and slides my panties to the floor. “God, I want to taste you.”
Adrenaline spurts through my body at the thought, but I clasp his hand. “Shower. I need a shower.”
He gives me a cocky glance, lets me lead him to the shower, then reaches in and turns on the water. The water quickly heats upand we step in. He picks up my bottle of body wash, pours it in his hand and massages it into me, kneading his fingers all over and rubbing his body against mine.
As the soap rinses away, he bends down to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and he pushes me against the wall, kneels down, and kisses my breasts then my stomach, before picking me up and throwing my legs over his shoulders.
“Oh God,” I cry out, quivering as he unleashes the divinity of his tongue upon my pussy.
Exploring me.
Entering me.
Exciting me.
He groans against my clit as I whimper. His warm hands on my hips, I buck into his face, soaring higher and higher, close to the edge of euphoria.
Steam is all around us, eliciting tiny beads of sweat.
The heat of his tongue glides in a pattern of flicks and sucks, increasing his speed and pressure.
I throb. My arms and torso fall forward, and I grip his head, holding him in place. “Xander...oh...don’t stop...oh...God!”
At a harder flick of his tongue, I erupt against his face, trembling against the wall, grasping my hands against his head hard, calling out his name.
I’m still quivering inside and, when my high is over, he gently sets me back on the floor. Moving his way up, he rolls his tongue over my areolas. A new heat flares throughout my lower region.
And I want him in me. More than any man I’ve ever been with, I want Xander inside me. Before I know what’s coming out of mymouth, I breathlessly blurt out something I’ve never said to any man before. “I want you.”
He presses his forehead to mine, staring at me with eyes that scream adoration and desire. “Let’s get out of here.”
I nod and he turns off the water, reaches out of the shower, and picks up a towel. He dries every drop of water off of me, kissing my shoulder, neck, and lips, keeping my loins on fire for him.
Xander quickly dries himself off then leads me to my bedroom.
Reaching in my drawer, I grab a strip of condoms. I push him on the bed and crawl on top of him, straddling him, tear the condom open, and roll it over his hard shaft.
He caresses the back of my head and he pulls me into his mouth while his other hand squeezes my hip.
I whimper in his mouth and he groans into mine as his cock sinks into my wet sex, filling me, making me whole.
Rocking my hips, I take more of him in me.
Slipping around him.
Savoring every inch he will give me.
Spasming against his throbbing heat.
“Oh, you’re heaven,” he whispers in my ear then nibbles and sucks on my lobe.
Blood hums, pulsing with adrenaline, vibrating all my cells, as the warmth and touch of Xander creates a level of heat I’ve never felt before.
“Xander,” I moan into the curve of his neck.
His arms blanket me, pulling me tight, and creating a sense of safety I’m not used to.
