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Xander
Watchinga movie with Peyton sprawled all over me was virtually impossible. Her fingers had slipped under my t-shirt a while ago, tracing lazy circles over my stomach. She didn’t let them drop lower, but it didn’t stop me from imagining it.
In fact, it was all I could think about.
Her laughter filled my apartment, so free and content, as she lost it again at some scene about an overgrown elf. It was a movie I remembered from my childhood, one of Cameron’s favorites, but I was far more interested in her. The way her eyes widened at the funny scenes and her breath caught at the sad moments. Peyton’s face was a kaleidoscope of emotion and I loved that she felt so comfortable with me.
Empty pizza boxes and ice cream tubs littered my table. After we’d finished eating, I’d sunk back against my well-worn couch and Peyton had crawled into the space between my arms, pulling a blanket over us.
“Are you enjoying it?” She glanced up at me.
“Yeah, it’s great.”
Her eyes rolled. “You could at least pretend you’re watching it.”
“I’m too busy watching you.”
Peyton sucked in a harsh breath, her pupils dilating with lust.
“You should probably watch your movie,” I teased. “You wouldn’t want to miss it.”
She poked her tongue out at me and I dove for her, sucking it into my mouth.
“Xander,” she shrieked, her fingers scraping my chest as I lay her back on the couch and crawled over her.
“Movie time is over,” I rasped.
“But it’s almost—” The words got stuck in her throat as I ran my tongue up her neck and nipped her ear.
“You were saying?”
“Fine… fine. But you’d better make it worth my while, I love this movie.”
Laughter rumbled in my chest as I dragged my tongue back down the slope of her neck. Peyton tipped her head back, giving me better access, and I pressed a kiss to the hollow of her throat as she wound her hands around my neck.
Rocking back on my haunches, I pulled off my t-shirt, feeling like a fucking king as her hungry gaze drank me in. “These need to go.” My hands went to her pants and I shuffled back, pulling them down right along with her panties.
“Xander,” she protested, but I only smirked.
“You wanted to make our own tradition, right?”
Eyes sparkling, she nodded.
“So consider this your Christmas Eve gift.” Sliding my arms under her thighs, I spread her open and buried my face in her pussy.
“Oh my God,” Peyton cried, fisting my hair as I dragged my tongue up the center of her. She tasted so fucking good, I dove back in for more, licking and teasing. Adding two fingers, I swirled them deep inside her and then over her clit. Her body bowed into me, her little moans of pleasure like music to my ears.
She yanked my hair slightly, and our eyes collided over the length of her body. “More,” she demanded, “I need more.”
“Greedy girl.” I smirked, flicking my tongue over her clit and then grazing my teeth there.
“Xander…” Her voice was caught between a moan and a plea.
Spearing my tongue inside her, I fought the urge to climb her body and fuck her into my couch. I wanted to take my time, to savor her. Our time together was finite, and I wanted to spend every single second worshipping her.
But God, I wanted to sink deep inside her too.
“God… God…” She panted, her grip on my hair borderline painful. It was worth it though, to see her come undone on my tongue. Her orgasm tore through her and she cried my name over and over.
