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You’re talking crazy right now.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You can’t keep a woman.
You’ve still got to find your sister.
He pushed all of those thoughts out of his mind and instead focused on the beautiful woman beneath him. He’d deal with everything else when the time came.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he used the tip of his tongue to slide back and forth, glancing up her body to watch her come apart.
She was so fucking beautiful, all soft, pale curves and innocence.
Her tits shook and quivered, and he couldn’t wait for her to come. He’d make her so wet that he’d be able to fuck her with ease. With him not being a small man, it was going to hurt regardless.
Keeping the lips of her pussy open, he licked, sucked, and teased her clit, drawing her ever close to the edge of her release. He kept her right there at the pinnacle, letting her wait for it, building her arousal, tasting her until he could no longer stand it and wanted her to come.
Hurtling her over the edge, he smashed his face against her pussy, swallowing down her sweet cream as she screamed his name.
The sound echoed off the walls, and he fucking loved it.
Xavier knew he could get used to this and that this one taste wouldn’t be enough. How could it? Alesha was everything, and he’d known it the first time he met her. She’d called to a part of his soul that he’d believed was long gone, with his sister.
No, this was more than that.
Alesha called to the monster within, teasing him, taunting him, making him want to come out and play, and fuck did he. So damn much. He couldn’t get enough.
He’d had countless women over the years, and they all meant nothing. Commitment was not in the cards for him, not after being sold off by his mother and losing his sister. To say he had issues with women and trust was an understatement. But Alesha, she saw the real him and didn’t run away screaming. She wasn’t afraid, and the fact she fucking cared was something he’d never experienced.
When she’d hurtled into a second orgasm and her pussy was practically dripping, he pressed a kiss to her clit and helped her exhausted body to move up against the sheets.
“That was incredible. I had no idea it would be like that,” she said.
“Good. It’s only going to get better.” He moved between her thighs, savoring the softness of her skin. She was such a full, curvy woman, so sweet, so open, so innocent.
And all mine.
He’d never been good at sharing.
There was no doubt in his mind that he’d fight Boss for her.
“What is it?” she asked.
“What?”
She gave him that sexy smile that he loved so much. “You’re looking at me … weirdly.”
“It’s because I’m thinking about taking that cherry of yours. Taking it all for myself.”
“You’re not taking anything if I’m freely giving it.”
“You’re giving me your virginity?” She nodded. “Why?”
“Because I want to, Xavier. You mean a lot to me.”
He recalled how she’d told Dixon today that she loved him. For a split second he’d been struck dumb by her words. Nobody loved him.
El Diablo, a killer, hadn’t known what to do or say because he’d felt hope. Something he’d not felt in so long and didn’t even think he’d been capable of such emotion.
