“Do I need to worry about condoms? Because I have none and I doubt you do as well.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Stuart.”
“I’m clean. Never been with a woman without using a barrier.”
“I had no concerns at my last physical.”
“Any concerns about getting pregnant?”
I flat out laugh. “At my age?”
“Hey, it’s happened.”
I shake my head. “Well trust me, it’s not going to happen to me.”
He nods and eases down beside me, leaning on his elbow while trailing a finger up and down my side. I turn my head to look at him, wondering why he’s stalling.
“Is this coming to a screeching halt? Are you having second thoughts?”
“Hardly. Maybe I’m having performance anxiety.” He chuckles.
“Somehow I doubt that.”
“Maybe I’m just taking a moment to appreciate how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to be here. Guess I don’t want it to end too quickly.” He gives me a crooked grin.
I sit up and push him to his back, glad he isn’t resisting. “As far as I’m concerned, we have all night.”
It’s now my turn to explore as I crawl across his body, running a hand up his tight abdominals and bulging pecs. I’m balancing on my knees and one hand as I glide the other up his solid jaw before threading my fingers in his thick mane. Leaning down, I kiss him slowly, tasting myself on his tongue. His hands hold lightly to my ass as he joins me in the kiss, keeping it easy and sweet. But I’m ready for the heat to return, for the crackle of energy that’s been sparking between the two of us since he knelt in front of me on stage.
Sliding my slick center across his cock, I earn a growl as his hands tighten on my backside. Our kiss continues as I snake a hand between us to grip his erection, positioning him at my opening. I then break the kiss to sit up and slowly sink down onto him. My head falls back as I release a long sigh, loving the feel of him stretching me and filling me up. Loving this connection. Xander groans but remains still, allowing me to take him in at my pace.
“Fuck, that feels incredible,” he says with gritted teeth. “Your pussy is so damn tight, so hot.”
“Mm hmm,” I moan. “That’s because you’re so damn big and I love it.” Once I’ve taken him all the way in and our groins meet, I squeeze my inner muscles while grinding against him. His hands come up to close around my breasts, gently kneading. “So good.” I lean forward, bracing my hands on his chest as he in turn rises to close his mouth around a nipple. More moans and sounds of pleasure escape us both as he suckles and nips while I begin to move. Sliding back and forth, I ride him, loving the friction; the skin to skin I was craving.
Xander alternates from one breast to another before releasing me and dropping to his back. He grabs my hips, moving me faster and faster, causing my clit to slam into his groin. I gasp as he grunts and soon, we’re both laboring to breathe.
“So close. I’m so fucking close, Michelle,” he grinds out. He rocks his hips up into mine, applying delicious pressure that has me close to exploding. “Fuck, I feel you getting tighter. You’re close too.”
“Yes,” I say, running out breath and nearly out of steam. Never has sex been this wild, this erratic; this primal. I ride him faster, angling to take him as deep as I can. He slips a hand between us to thumb my clit and that does it. I detonate, screaming with pleasure. Xander groans, his body nearly rigid as his release hits and he’s emptying inside me.
After several more thrusts, I collapse onto his chest and his arms band around me. He kisses the top of my head, humming while I practically purr. I feel the spasms of my pussy as I continue to squeeze him, and tiny sparks continue to riot through me. His heart is beating furiously against my ear, and I place my hand over his left pec, feeling the steady thump of its rhythm. Lifting my head, I rest my chin on his chest and smile at him.
“That was amazing; indescribable really.”
Xander brushes the hair off my face and gives me a smile that melts my insides.
“Youare amazing,” he says. “So glad I put my hands on you.”
We laugh and our movement causes our bodies to separate. I whimper and give him a playful pout.
“You said we had all night, remember?”
“I did indeed.” But a yawn escapes, and I nuzzle against his warmth, content to remain in this exact position all night.
He manages to snag the covers, bringing them over us, and the last thing I remember is another soft kiss across my hair.
Chapter Five
