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Two thick fingers press inside me. His other hand clutches at my breast, pulling my nipple as he pumps his fingers in and out of my wet entrance.
Fuck.
If I don’t stop him, I’m going to come. I’m going to come much, much faster than I wanted to.
Xander knows. His eyes light up as he presses inside me. “Isn’t this what you wanted? To feel my fingers on you? To see what this dress would let me do?”
I don’t have a response for that. I’m so close, I just need…
Abruptly, Xander’s fingers pull back.
I glare at him. “Why did you stop?”
He leans forward, kissing me until I’m moaning under him again.
When he pulls back, his eyes are dark. “You tortured me all night, Mel. Seems fair that I’d do the same to you.”
The words make me shiver.
Soon, we're home and like a man possessed, he takes me by my lips the minute he ushers me down, kissing me all through the entrance.
His hand is all over me, pushing my dress to my waist, my hand desperate and hungry for the brand of his touch.
He lifts me into his arms and climbs up the stairs to his door. I don't argue with the display of possessiveness.
I don't think I want to be out of his arms ever again. Only Xander holds me this way, like he never wants to let me go.
By the time we make it to his room, I'm panting and gasping for breath, and when the door is shoved closed behind him, I know it’s the start of a long, long night. .
10
XANDER
I’m ravenously hungry for her.
When Mel showed up wearing a dress that looked like it would be more at home at an award show for adult entertainment, I knew that she was fucking with me.
All through dinner, the top of the champagne-colored silk moved, just barely revealing the dusky pink of her nipples, before she’d manage to tug it up again.
That, and the slit on her dress, showing all of her powerful thighs…
I knew the second I saw her, there was no way she had on any underwear. Nothing would fit under a dress like that.
I was rather proud of myself, actually, for not fucking her right on the table as soon as she got there.
Now, I am ready to fuck her. I’m ready to show her exactly what I can do for her.
And exactly how it could be between us.
Yet I take the time to pull the zipper as gently as possible down the back of her dress. Mel shivers and steps out of it when it pools around her legs.
I follow the curve of her shoulders with my fingers down to her hips, pulling the gold silk off of her inch by inch.
When I’m done, I lean back to admire my handiwork.
She looks fucking gorgeous in nothing but jewels and heels.
When my fingers graze the flesh, she turns towards me and twines her arms behind my neck. Her wide eyes look up at me, and my engorged cock presses painfully against the seam of my pants.
