Page 74 of Xavier

He rocks back on his heels, looking down at me, running a finger from the tip of my chin, along my neck, down between my breasts, over my stomach to rest gently between my legs.

"You're more beautiful than I even remember."

The blush streaks up my neck and down my chest. "Really? I'm not eighteen anymore."

"No, you're a woman now. A gorgeous, sexy, irresistible woman."

He leans down, his beard tickling my stomach as he drops his lips over my right nipple.

His breath is searingly hot, and it sends a rush of heat from my nipple all the way down to the pit of my stomach.

"Oh..." the moan escapes my lips without my consent.

The sound seems to trigger something in him and his hand moves down, cupping me between my thighs, grinding the ball of his hand against me.

I feel my hips tilt to meet his hand, feeling my wetness grow.

Xavier pulls his mouth away from my nipple kissing down my stomach.

"So smooth..." he mutters, as his fingers hook into the sides of my panties, and slides them down my legs. I reach to pull the strap of my stiletto down and his hand follows, fingertips grazing my thigh. "No, leave them on," he whispers, and at this point, I'll do anything he says.

I'm not sure how keeping my shoes on makes me feel even more naked than I already am, but it does. Or maybe it's the way, Xavier is looking at me, his eyes sliding over every inch of me, like he's trying to brand it into his brain.

"Xavier," I say, and his eyes come up to meet mine. "It's been twelve years."

His face breaks into a grin and something in the mood shifts. He slides out of his track pants, and I see his cock spring out. Hard. Ready.

Ready to be inside me.

He leans over kissing up my body again. I can declare right now, that I could live my entire life with Xavier’s mouth on me.

His tongue drags up my neck and a shiver trickles down my spine.

"Oh, Xave..."

"You need to stop moaning. Or else this is going to be faster than it already will be."

"The faster we finish, the faster we can do it again."

I take his hand and slide his finger into my mouth, sucking on it. He growls and his eyes turn dark. His hand disappears down my body and suddenly, he's touching me, sliding his finger around my wetness.

My breath catches, I try to remember what he used to do, but no blood is going to my brain.

Then his finger is inside me.

Deep.

"You are ready," he growls, and I dig my nails into his chest.

"Yes."

I lean back, his hands pushing my thighs apart, I feel him move, and there's a pause.

And then he's inside me.

Fast, hard, deep.

"Oh, Xavier."