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Raising myself back over her body, I snapped my belt, and with Peyton’s help, pushed my jeans off my hips, just enough to free my dick.
“I need you,” she breathed, hooking her arms over my shoulder.
Sliding one hand under her ass, I lifted her slightly and pressed inside her, slowly. “Fuck,” I choked out.
“Move… I need you to move.” Peyton wriggled beneath me, but I held still, looking down at her, memorizing every single second of this.
“Can you feel me?” I said the words against her lips. “Feel what you do to me.” Kissing her, I tangled my tongue with hers. Slow, leisurely licks as I pumped my hips at the same lazy pace.
“Xander,” she huffed, growing impatient. But I didn’t want to rush this.
“Just feel it.” I pushed one of her legs back, letting me go deeper. We both groaned, pleasure sparking off around my body. She felt too fucking good. Like she was made for me, and me alone.
Impatient, she rocked her hips, pulling me into her body. It was enough to snap my last shred of control and I slammed into her, riding her hard and fast. Peyton clung to me, her soft moans the beat to our rhythm. Sweat beaded down my spine as our kisses grew hungrier, clumsier… dirtier.
This girl…
This fucking girl.
She matched me thrust for thrust, letting me take what I wanted. Giving me what I needed. And when I came to the sound of her second orgasm tearing through her, she reached inside my chest and fisted my heart, claiming it as her own.
The thought hit me so intensely, I shuddered.
I’d known Peyton had power over me.
I hadn’t known she would completely obliterate my walls and steal my soul.
* * *
“You okay over there?”Peyton asked from the couch.
After we’d cleaned up and gotten dressed, I’d made the excuse of taking the pizza boxes to the trash while Peyton watched the end of her movie.
“Yeah.” I forced a smile, but Peyton caught it.
“What’s the matter?” She got up and padded over to me.
“Nothing, I’m—”
“Please don’t insult me. I know that look. I wear it often enough.” Her lips curved, but the smile melted away when I didn’t reply. “Xander?”
“I just keep thinking that you deserve—”
“Not this again.” She huffed. “What happened to no regrets, huh?”
I scrubbed my face. “Truth?”
“Always.”
“I’ve never felt like this.”
“And you think I have?” Her expression softened. “When I’m with you, it’s like… it’s like for the first time, in a really long time, I can breathe.”
I wanted to tell her I felt the same, that she settled something deep inside me. She did. But more and more, I felt like I couldn’t breathe around her. Because part of me was waiting for the other shoe to drop. For her to realize that she wanted more than this. More than me.
It was confusing as fuck.
“I want this, Xander.” She gazed up at me with fierce determination. “I don’t know how else to make you see that.”
