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He framed my face with his hands, eyes searching mine, deep and intense. “What?” I whispered, my heart stuttering in my chest so much it felt hard to breathe.

“You slay me, Peyton.”

And then he kissed me.

His hand curved around the back of my neck, gripping me possessively as Xander licked and teased the seam of my mouth, coaxing me to let him in. My hands fisted his hoodie as I fell willingly into him, the feel of his lips, the heat of his body beneath me.

“Xander,” I breathed, kissing him harder, deeper. Our tongues slid together, slow and searching. Xander’s fingers twined in my hair and he yanked gently, giving him better access to trail hot open-mouthed kisses over my jaw and down my throat.

“I must taste lovely,” I chuckled, all too aware that I’d just worked a six-hour shift at Cindy’s Grill.

Xander met my gaze, pure need glittering there. “You think I care?” He rolled his hips, showing me exactly how much he didn’t care.

A bolt of lust shot through me.

“More,” I panted.

But I saw the torment in his eyes. Xander wouldn’t cross that line. Not here, not yet. But God, I needed him to touch me. I needed something to tamp down the flames threatening to burn me inside out.

Feeling a lick of confidence, I shifted above him slightly and then lowered myself down. Right over him. His throaty growl made my skin vibrate, sending delicious shivers shooting through me.

“Fuck, Peyton.” His hands slid to my ass again, pulling my body closer, rocking me against his hard length. “This is dangerous…”

“We’re not doing anything.” I leaned in, smirking against his mouth as I kissed him. “Not really.”

He chuckled darkly, kissing me back with as much desperation as I felt.

This wasn’t wrong.

It wasn’t.

How could it be wrong when it felt so right?

I hooked my arm around his neck, letting my tongue tangle with his as I rolled my hips, pretending that we weren’t separated by layers of clothes. Pretending that he was inside me, loving me.

I tensed.

“What’s wrong?” Xander’s brows drew together as he searched my face.

“Nothing.” I smiled, pushing the overwhelming thoughts out of my head. I dipped my hand under his hoodie, finding the hard plane of his stomach.

“Fuck,” Xander choked out. My hand slipped lower, grazing the slight dusting of hair disappearing into his jeans. But his hand snagged mine, his eyes conveying everything he wouldn’t say.

Not here.

Not like this.

Not yet.

“I want to feel you,” I whispered, slowly rocking against him.

His eyes shuttered as he hissed out a breath. When they opened again, they were so dark I couldn’t see the rings of his irises. Xander buried his hand in my hair, dragging me closer until we were nose to nose.

“When I get inside you for the first time it won’t be in my truck.”

“It won’t?” My voice quivered.

“I want to take my time. To acquaint my hands with your skin, my lips with every curve and dip of your body.” He kissed the corner of my mouth, teasing me, making my stomach clench. “I’ll lay you out and bury my face in your pussy and lick you until you’re begging me to fuck you.”

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