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Harder this time, and with a heat and intensity that I feel rising from her body into mine.
The first kiss was is anyone home?
Our second kiss has kicked the door in.
I think I have my answer, but I need to know, need her to know.
This isn’t a game, I want her to be mine and I want her to pledge herself to me as I pledge myself to her, forever.
“Tell me you’ll be mine, Gillian,” I gasp as we both come up for air, my hands having found the inside of her T-shirt, with hers exploring me through mine.
“I will… I am,” she whimpers, letting her hands stray to my straining cock again, but I sit up, pressing her hands against the center of my chest.
“I want you here too. Be mine here,” I plead, and leaving one hand on my chest, she moves one of mine to her own, giving me my answer as our mouths lock for the third time.
Each second of having her so close, each time I touch or kiss her feels more intense and more powerful than the last.
“Xander…” she whimpers, suddenly, moving my hand between her legs, making me groan loudly.
She shudders under my touch, and I can feel how hot she is, how ready.
Her whole body starts to tremble and she begs me, pleads with me to do something.
I ease her back onto the couch, favoring her injured leg, but she’s past that I can tell.
Her eyes roll back and she moans loudly, opening her legs while I try to pull her track pants down gently.
Her hips start to rock and both her hands reach for my hair, grabbing it in clumps as I feel my body slide down hers as those pants reveal smooth, thick thighs that make me growl with a hunger I thought I was already familiar with.
I’m yanking at her clothes now, we’re both oblivious to her ankle, with something much more urgent needing instant attention.
In a frenzied movement, her pants are off and I run my huge mitts up the inside of her legs, finding the soaked warmth of her mound with the thick ends of my fingers, circling her already quivering opening as she swears loudly, calling my name already and pulling my head down closer.
With no thought for my own arousal anymore, I can see how desperate she is to come and I’ll have her do it now and with my mouth over her sweet pussy.
I groan loudly, but her moans and whimpering sounds drown mine out as I tease the thin fabric of her panties at first, until she grunts and curses again, ordering me to suck her until she comes.
In a single movement, I tug her panties fully to one side as she swears again, one of her hands in my hair, the other raking what she can reach of my back with her nails.
But it’s her hand in my hair, firmly and deftly steering the rudder of our ship swiftly towards her climax.
Her whole body is jerking and twisting, with her wild animalistic sounds and sweet free-flowing essence making me feel my precome flowing freely from me now.
But it’s her I want, and I eat her greedily. Drink from her like a man who’s been dying of thirst his whole life until finding her, my oasis.
My queen in the desert.
Mine.
This is our fourth kiss, and as I feel it rippling across her lips, down her thighs, and through her whole body, we both know it won’t be our last.
Her breathing is so rapid and her body still jerking with spasms after so long, I wonder if she’ll ever stop but I relish every second.
Every drop from her, every shiver and moan. Every clinch of her fingers and every gauge left in me from her nails.
“Holy. Fucking. Shit,” she finally manages to gasp in short bursts as her climax gradually starts to subside.
I keep my mouth over her as long as I can, like her, never wanting this moment to end but knowing it never will now.
I’ve staked my claim and Gillian Parker will be mine.
Forever.
Chapter Seven
Gillian
Everything with Xander just gets better and better.
There I was so hung up about him kissing me or me kissing him, and then yeah. It just happened.
I think between us we were both worried the other would reject us if we went first, but my god. Can the man kiss?
If I thought kissing was his strength though, aside from his soft and tender touch and the way he looks at me sometimes, it’s what else he can do with that mouth that has me growling like a wild cat.
I’ve never, ever felt anything like it.
Truth be told I’ve only ever really touched myself in the shower to wash, and never, ever in my whole life have I used language like that.
