Page 67 of Xander: Vol. 1


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"I think it was. It's going to be a long night for you, baby," I warn.

But I don't fuck her like she's probably expecting. We did that already. Now it's time for me to savor her and let her know how much I missed her, how much I love her.

"Oh, Xan. You're going to make me cry," she murmurs, her lip quivering when I touch my nose to hers, our breaths mingling.

"That's okay. Cry if you need to. I'm gonna make slow sweet love to you now."

She nods and a tear runs down her face.

I press my lips to hers, kissing her long and deep, tongues touching and retreating. When I feel her get wetter and her moans intensify, I pick up the pace and thank the baby Jesus at the same time. I didn't know how much longer I could have kept that pace. Ineedmore.

Her legs lift and wrap around my lower back, so I slide my hands under her ass, lifting her a bit, tilting her hips just right.

"Holy shit," she cries. "How do you do that?"

I can't even laugh. It feels too good, too intense, too much. The love in her eyes, the tenderness in her touch—it's all driving me closer and closer to the edge. I don't want to reach it until she does.

I feel her pussy start to clench around my dick and I grunt in pleasure.

"You feel so good, Tera. I want to feel you come with me."

She pants and arches her neck. "Harder, Xan. Just… Oh yes, that!"

I chuckle and groan at the same time.

Harder. Faster. Deeper. It's more. It's all emotions and feelings and pleasure. It's Tera. It's love.

"Just. Like. That," I say as I slam into her, grinding my pelvis against her clit.

"Yes!" she cries out, then bites my shoulder as she starts to come.

"Son of a bitch," I curse when she squeezes me so tight I can barely move. With each spasm of her pussy, I get pulled in deeper, deeper, and it triggers my own orgasm. I can't breathe. My whole body goes weak, shaking in pleasure. I think I'm going to be blind when I finish coming because I can't see a damn thing right now.

She holds me tight as we come together.

When the pleasure recedes, I want it back. That's one of Tera's and my most intimate moments while we made love. We have them, but sometimes they're overwhelming, like now.

With my cheek resting against hers, I feel her tears.

"Are you okay?" I whisper, unable to move.

She nods.

I press my forehead to her shoulder. "I think I’m blind."

"What?" she asks.

"I think, just now, you screwed me blind."

She snickers. "You're crazy."

"I'm not kidding, Tera. I can't see shit."

She cuffs me on the back of my head. "That's because your eyes are closed, dumbass."

"Oh. Yeah, that'd explain it. They were too heavy to lift so I thought they were open."

She laughs. "You're so weird."