“Fuck,” he draws out. “Your mouth on my cock feels so damn good.”
I squeeze my fist tighter around him as I flick my tongue repeatedly around the bulbous head, coaxing more cum from his slit. Just as I’m about to swallow him again, Xander pulls away, gasping.
“Need you,” he manages to say as he lifts me from the floor and deposits me on the bed. He crawls across me, supporting himself on his hands and knees as his cock hangs long and thick between his legs. I loop my arms around his neck then open for him, wrapping my legs around his waist so he’s pressing against my slickened sex.
“I’m the lucky one.” He lowers himself just enough to kiss me then pulls back slightly in order to say, “Put my cock inside your pussy.”
A soft whimper escapes me. Who knew dirty talk would be such a damn turn-on?
I wrap my hand around him and guide his erection to my opening. He slides in, slow and steady until he’s fully seated. I close my eyes and arch my back as I tighten around him, loving the feel of him deep inside me.
“Fuck, yes.”
My eyes spring open, shocked that I said that. Xander simply smiles at me and says, “You feel fucking amazing.” He then withdraws and slowly penetrates again, gliding in and out. I rock my pelvis to meet him and with each thrust he begins to move faster, humming with more than contentment.
“You like that?”
“Mm, hmm.” As much as I want to close my eyes and focus on how wonderful he makes me feel, I keep my gaze locked on his sparkling eyes. I expected to feel exposed, vulnerable—which seems ridiculous, given the position I’m in—but Xander makes me feel powerful and bold.
“You gonna come again?” He moves faster, grinding harder against my clit.
“I…—” I gasp as he rocks against me in the most delicious way. And just as I thought to deny having a second orgasm, I feel the tightening in my core and in my clit as it pulses.
“You will,” he states confidently.
His strength seems effortless, his movements graceful and fluid as he moves even faster, going deeper, and truly rocking my world. He rears up, causing my hands to slide down his chest, bracing against him while using my legs for leverage in order to meet his demanding thrusts. I tighten around his cock and the friction feels beyond amazing. The muscles tense in his arm as he balances on the one, bringing his other hand between us to rub my clit. I cry out, moaning and gasping. He’s relentless, determined to make me peak again before his release.
“Xander,” I say breathlessly, nearly running out of steam. I wanted to be the one to give him selfless pleasure and he manages to turn the tables, making sure I’m right there with him.
“Again.”
His groan is a command. Whether it’s to say his name again or climax again, I don’t know. Don’t care. I’m sure I’ll do both. At some point.
My thoughts become scattered as I hold on to him, letting him take me on the most pleasurable ride. He presses harder on my clit while continuing to pound into me and I’m done. I shatter, exploding as euphoria sweeps through me. I scream as I squeeze him, and his orgasm follows mine. His deep groan is drawn out as our bodies tremble together before he’s lowering his body on top of mine, embracing me.
“You wreak me in the best possible way.” His voice is low, gravelly. “That had to be a 10 on the Richter scale.”
“A record breaker,” I manage to say, once again trying to catch my breath.
Xander’s chuckle tickles my neck as he nuzzles against me before kissing his way across my shoulder. I glide my hands over the taut muscles of his back while my legs remain wrapped around his waist. When he raises his head to look at me, his dark, intense look is now soft and sweet, and we give each other a smile. He then leans down to kiss me, and I sigh, feeling utterly satisfied. Our movement causes our bodies to separate, and I can’t help but playfully whine. I love our connection, and I feel I’m already addicted to him after such a short amount of time.
He rolls, bringing me on top of him, his hands resting on my back. “I can’t get enough of you,” he says, nipping at my mouth.
I chuckle. “I was just thinking the same thing. Well, sort of.”
“Sort of?” He squeezes my rear and I laugh more. We stare at one another for several seconds before Xander speaks. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I sigh. “I’ll try not to stew over what happened earlier at the ice cream shop. I know you’re correct in that I just need to let it go. What they think shouldn’t matter.”
“It doesn’t matter. Your happiness is all that matters.”
I give a quick nip to his mouth. “Thank you.”
“Totally off subject, but can I ask why you never had children?”
I blink several times, processing the unexpected question.
“Yeah, I know, my mind is all over the place lately,” Xander says, obviously registering my surprise at the topic switch. He shakes his head. “Never mind, you don’t have to answer.”
