“I got a gift for you too,” he said on her lips when they could break long enough for air.
Rylee smiled on his lips. “Oh?”
“Mmm-hmm,” he answered, walking her back against her dresser. “Can I give it to you?”
Rylee grinned, her eyes locking with his. “Of course.”
Xander grabbed his shirt by the back and lifted it up and over his head.
Rylee pressed her hand to his broad chest as always, caressing his tatted skin, her eyes locked with his. He loved watching her switch modes with no issues. Going from mama to this… a woman with so much fire in her eyes she could burn him right where he stood and he’d love every lick of that flame.
Xander walked between her thighs, his fingers immediately sliding into the waistband of her leggings. He pulled them down and lowered between her legs, pulling her closer to the edge.
He wasted no time, pressing kisses to the seat of her panties, then gently moving them to the side to swipe his tongue up her slit.
Rylee’s head rolled back as she rested the heels of her feet against his shoulders, getting lost on his tongue.
Xander hardened at the sounds of Rylee enjoying him. Damn near came in his jeans at the sound of her trying to silence her moans through tight lips.
He moaned with her as if he could feel what she felt. Especially when she met the tide of her orgasm with a shuddering body. She lifted her hips and circled them with his tongue that orbited her clit, then tensed up as her mouth dropped open in a silent cry.
Off the dresser and onto the bed he took her, sliding her night table’s drawer open to retrieve a condom.
They hadn’t spoken about the night they went without protection, and Xander believed they likely never would. They were in a relationship. Sex without protection would have eventually happened… although he didn’t think it would.
As guarded as Rylee was, as protective of her little family she insisted on being, Xander thought she’d always be the careful one.
None of that mattered though after Xander got rid of the rest of her clothes and his. Erection sheathed and gliding intowarmth ditched any wandering thoughts of anything tied to that night he and Rylee slept with each other to ease her pain.
Tonight, all was well between them.
He told her he loved her. Told her he wasn’t going anywhere. Promised to love her just as she was… pain and all.
With each thrust forward, Rylee’s walls sucked him further in, engulfing him in heat he didn’t want to be free of. He prayed he’d never have to go without it… or her.
He kissed her while stroking to a silent rhythm, feeling when it got too good for her to kiss him back.
Her head would fall to the side when he elevated the pace, and he’d guide her mouth back in place against his every time.
The friction mixed with their sounds of pleasure reached a level of silence with their bodies doing most of the communicating after a while.
Xander watched as she bit down on her bottom lip, her body statue-still but moving with him, under his control. He couldn’t help feeling privileged in that moment.
“I love it here,” he told her, voice low and sure, stroking with his words. “Not just being inside of you like this… I love beingwithyou. Period. You don’t have to choose, baby. I’m here. I love you. And I’m staying.”
Her eyes softened.
“I just wanna love you where you need it the most.”
Silence. Then breath.
All the signs that she heard him.
He licked his lips as he slid his hand up against the mattress to provide leverage to push her legs back.
“Oh!” she moaned before tucking her lips into her mouth.
“Can you let me do that, baby?” Xander slid deeper, pushing her legs further back. “Can you?”
