I swallowed, and then nodded, trying not to dislodge his finger. Xander smirked at me, eyes twinkling, and then curled both hands around my hips, pinning them to the mattress.
“It’s been a while, so I need you to behave,” he said.
I wanted to promise him I would, but before I could figure out the words he was biting down just under my navel and the sudden rush of pleasure-pain left me seeing stars. Holy shit.
“I’ll behave,” I croaked, staring up at the ceiling.
Xander chuckled, hovering over me, his breath brushing over my cock. I risked looking down and found him looking back up at me, dark eyes glittering and a broad grin spreading over his face.
“I bet you like this as much as you like doing it,” he said, the pink tip of his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
I whimpered.
Idid.
Well. No, I probably liked doing it a tiny bit more, because at no point had I been kidding about the oral fixation thing.
But I was really,reallyinto Xander’s mouth. All of Xander. Being with Xander, whatever way he wanted to be with me.
Watching him hovering a half inch over my cock and licking his lips like it was the most exciting thing he’d ever had the chance to put in his mouth was definitely doing it for me, though.
The noise that escaped me when he licked a stripe from root to tip with the flat of his tongue would have been embarrassing if I’d made it in front of anyone other than Xander.
Because itwasXander, he laughed again, glancing up at me under his eyelashes, licking his lips. He held my gaze while he licked another stripe, slower this time, lingering to lap up a bead of precome before it could fall.
I was going to die. Right here. Of lust.
“Anyone ever tell you you’re cute like this?” he asked.
“You just did,” I managed, pulse pounding in my ears. I shouldn’t have been surprised—Xander always thought I was cute when I felt like I was about to drop dead from whatever he was doing to me.
Xander chuckled, nuzzling the inside of my thigh, his stubbled cheek brushing against my cock and making me hiss and squirm. His hands tightened, and I wondered if I’d have bruises after this, if he’d leave a mark.
He’d left a permanent one on the inside. Why not on the outside, too?
I slid my fingers into his curls and closed my eyes, biting my lip against the sudden touch of his tongue again. Maybe he was still mad at me and planning to torture me to death?
He laughed again, and I loved the sound of his laughter, and honestly, I didn’t care if Ididdie like this. I was happier right now than I ever had been.
Stars burst behind my eyelids as Xander’s lips closed around me, only his grip on my hips stopping me from bucking up into the soft, wet heat of his mouth. A broken sob escaped me, cock throbbing, pulse pounding in my ears.
Xander made a little hum of approval around me and that was so much better and so much worse at the same time, tension pooling in my thighs, in my stomach, already so much more intense than it ought to have been. But then everything was intense with him. I’d never gotten used to it, and I didn’t want to. I wanted to be with him every day of my life and still be in danger of coming like an overeager teenager when we were both in our eighties because every single touch felt like the best thing that’d ever happened to me, even after all that time.
“Xander,” I gasped as he slid his lips further down, hollowing his cheeks.
He hummed again, and sucked harder.
Yeah, okay, definitely torture. But he could torture me for the rest of our lives if he wanted.
I swore under my breath as he swirled his tongue around me, the roar of blood rushing in my ears, drowning everything out but how good Xander’s mouth felt and how happy I was to be here with him, fingers tangled in his hair, cock in his mouth, pinned to his mattress and burrowed into sheets that smelled more like home than anywhere else ever had.
So close, so close,so close.
I tugged on his hair to warn him, and Xander pulled back, licking me from root to tip again, scraping me with a hint of teeth, and then said, “I want you to come in my mouth.”
It was just as well he got his mouth back on me within a heartbeat because I couldn’t have stopped myself for anything, starbursts blinding me as I came with a shout.
All I could do for a handful of seconds was force myself to breathe and loosen my grip on his hair so he could move.
