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I try to move my hands, wanting to push him away, pull him closer, thread my fingers through the silky strands at his nape. I want him to consume me the way his eyes did earlier. With his hands, mouth, and teeth. His tongue. His imprisonment of my hands becomes a delicious frustration as he devours my lips.
His body surges against me, big, hard, and strong. His spine rolls, ending with a thrust of his hips against my belly. His cock brands me through our clothing, long and hot. Moisture pools at my core as my intimate muscles swell, clamping painfully around emptiness.
I’m barely aware of the elevator doors opening and Xander releasing me. Luckily, the floor is empty as Xander plucks my key card from my numb fingers and slides it into the holder. The door unlocks with a click that seems loud in the weighted silence.
Xander cups my face, his thumbs teasing the corners of my mouth as he tilts my face up to his. “If you don’t want this, tell me now. Because once I get you through this door, I won’t stop until you’ve come all over my mouth, and I’m balls deep inside you.”
Oh, God. I’m sure his words are meant as a warning, but my lust-hazed brain only hears a promise.
What the hell am I doing? I’ve known this man for less than twenty-four hours. I don’t do one-night stands. One-afternoon stands. Whatever. I don’t do any kind of stand.
I’ve been sensible, reliable Chastity my whole life. The solid, dependable rock that everyone relies on. The calm in the storm. But right now, I want to be the storm. Just for a little while.
God knows why, but this man wants me. Possibly even needs me. And I want him. For the next three days or however long I can have him.
Instead of answering, I push Xander inside and close the door behind us. Our eyes lock.
“Right answer, Firecracker,” he growls.
Then he does something I thought no man would ever be capable of. He sweeps me off my feet and carries me bridal style to the bed.
“Holy shit, you’re strong,” I whisper with a hint of hero worship as he tosses me onto the bed.
The urges I’ve kept dormant bubble to the surface, reveling in this dominant male looming over me, claiming me. He looks at me like I’m his ambrosia. Surely, he can’t fake that level of desire?
A whimper of need escapes me as his eyes roam over me, and that’s all it takes. His face tightens, his expression dangerous and unrestrained. I gasp as he dives for my mouth, his fingers plunging into my hair as his earlier gentleness is replaced with primal lust.
Xander’s hands leave my hair, smoothing down my sides and underneath me to cup my ass. He squeezes, and my legs fall open, creating a cradle for his hips. I cry out as he thrusts against me, his jeans and my thin panties the only things separating us.
I curl my legs around his waist, trapping his erection between us as it pulses with insistent demand against my needy flesh. Balancing on one hand above me, he rips his shirt over his head. I smooth appreciative hands over his wide shoulders and down the rippling muscles of his long arms.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, raising up to press a kiss to the scar on his left shoulder where the bullet ripped into his flesh. The knowledge of the pain he endured brings a lump to my throat, and I blink away tears.
Xander tilts my head to his. “Hey, what’s wrong? We can stop?—”
I place my fingers over his lips. “No. I was just imagining the pain you experienced. Having to deal with it all alone.”
He brings my hand to his mouth, kissing my knuckles. “Where the fuck did you come from, Chastity Harper? You snuck up on my blind side.”
I smirk. “Didn’t think you had a blind side, you being a security expert and all.”
“Neither did I, but you found it. You plunged right through my walls, Firecracker.”
I tighten my legs around his waist and shift beneath him. “Then I guess it’s only fair that you plunge through mine.”
His eyes darken with lust. “It’ll be my greatest pleasure. And yours.”
I shiver at the promise in his eyes.
Pulling me into a sitting position, Xander makes quick work of removing my jacket and dress, leaving me in only the white lacy bra and panties I’m glad I purchased to replace my armpit warmers.
But soon, my underwear is gone too, as Xander deftly unhooks my bra and slides my panties down my legs. I burrow against him, suddenly shy and nervous. I underestimated what being naked in front of him would be like—my large, heavy breasts and all the places I’m round and large on full display.
I try not to allow old insecurities to rise, but what if he finds me repulsive now that he’s seen me without my clothes?
Xander goes to move back, but I cling to him like a monkey, smashing my mouth to his. He returns my kiss with interest, delving his tongue deep into my mouth. His hands move over me where his eyes can’t, mapping the terrain of my flesh. They glide down my shoulders and across my chest as he angles away enough to palm my breasts.
I gasp, breaking the kiss and staring in awe as he cups the heavy weights with a tortured groan.
