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Peyton
Relief sankinto me and I exhaled a shaky breath. I’d forgotten all about the scar, too lost in the feel of Xander touching me, the way he kissed me like he couldn’t get enough.
The air crackled around us, the tether between us snapping taut as Xander crawled over me, his eyes flicking to the clock on the nightstand. I glanced at it, noticing the time. Almost ten.
“We can always wait two hours,” I teased, knowing he’d wanted to wait until my birthday.
He gazed down at me, hunger simmering in his eyes. “I’ve waited long enough,” he growled, fitting his body over mine. Hard planes to soft curves. A shiver ran through me as my hands ran up and over his shoulders, marveling at his corded muscle. His body was a work of art I wanted to admire and study. But when his lips found the hollow of my throat and trailed downward to dip between my breasts, all thoughts flew out of my head.
“Xander,” I breathed, delving my fingers into his hair and arching my body into his mouth, needing more.
His tongue swept over the curve of my chest, licking and sucking, grazing his teeth over my nipple. A moan caught in my throat, heat coiling deep in my stomach. I hitched my legs around his waist, trying to rub against him, desperate for the friction. But Xander kept just out of reach, taking his weight on his arms.
I needed him now though before he realized this was a terrible idea and built the walls around his heart again.
“Xander.” I tugged the ends of his hair, forcing him to look at me. “I want to feel you inside me.”
His eyes darkened as he forced out a steady breath. “If we do this…”
“I know.” I swallowed.
He was stalling. I’d known it the second he pressed me up against the wall and refused to let me touch him. It was his last attempt at maintaining some shred of control. Because if we crossed this line, we both knew there would be no going back.
But what he didn’t know was, I didn’t care about any of that.
I only cared about this, us. Together.
“I’m on birth control,” I blurted, wincing at my sudden outburst.
“Shit, Peyton.” He ran a hand over his jaw as he smothered a groan, one caught somewhere between frustration and need.
My cheeks burned as I said, “I don’t want anything between us.” Not now. Not ever.
He grasped himself and shifted forward, running his dick through my wetness. I failed to keep the moan in my throat. It felt so good, and he wasn’t even inside me yet.
“I want to take this slow… but you’re so wet and I’ve dreamed about this.” He kissed me softly, moving his lips to my ear. “I’ve imagined fucking you bare. God, Peyton, I need inside of you.” He pressed the tip just inside and stilled, staring down at me. “No going back.”
“No going back,” I whispered, and Xander filled me in one smooth stroke.
Shocks of pleasure rippled through me as he circled his hips a couple of times before dragging his dick out and rocking back into me. “Fuck,” he hissed, burying his face in the crook of my neck, kissing and sucking the skin there.
My body slowly adjusted to the feel of him, and I began to match his thrusts until we moved as one. Xander urged my legs around his waist so he could go harder… deeper… pushing me toward some place I wasn’t sure I’d ever been.
I’d had sex before. I’d learned what I liked and didn’t like, but this was… this was different. Xander knew things. He knew how to angle his hips to make my breaths come in short, sharp bursts. He knew how to ride my body in a way that made me beg for more.
He knew how to touch me, to kiss, and caress me in a way that made my head spin.
“God, it feels… God!” I pressed my lips together, trying to stop the needy moans from spilling out. But it was too much, too intense.
He was everywhere. Our skin slick with sweat, our kisses hungry and desperate. Xander fucked my mouth with his tongue matching the sure steady strokes as he moved inside me.
“You feel so good,” he breathed against my lips. “So fucking good.” His hands slid under my ass, tilting my body toward him as he went faster, hitting me at just the right angle.
“Xander… God,” my legs began to tremble, an intense wave of pleasure rising inside me.
His thumb found my clit and sent me flying over the edge.
“I can feel you coming, choking my dick… Peyton… fuck!” He breathed the words against my neck before fixing his mouth onto mine and kissing me deeply. “I’m close… fuuuuck…” Body tense, a low groan rumbled in his chest as he jerked inside me.
