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Wanting to give him exactly what he deserves, I lean forward and take him into my mouth deep enough that I can feel him at the back of my throat. His hand knots into my hair, gripping it tightly as my pussy aches for sweet relief. Working him up and down, I run my tongue over his tip as I tighten my grip around his base. “Fuck, babe,” he hisses, his hips jolting beneath my touch, already close to the edge.
His words spur me on and the louder he groans, the more I need to feel him empty into my mouth. I don’t dare stop, giving him all I’ve got, working him up and down, my tongue continuing over his tip as his fingers tighten in my hair. Finally he comes hard, shooting hot spurts of cum down my throat as he hisses my name.
Pulling back, I release his cock and look up at him as he tries to catch his breath, watching me with wonder in his dark eyes.
“Fucking hell,” he mutters, reaching for me. “Get up here so I can fuck you ’til you scream.”
My tongue rolls over my bottom lip, and I shake my head. “Nope. Not until you’re better.”
“Don’t give me that shit,” he says, ignoring his ribs and leaning forward. He grips my arms and pulls me toward him until he can get a better hold then hauls me up onto his lap. I straddle his hips and his cock grinds against my clit, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. “I fight for a living,” he says, taking hold of my hips and gently rocking me back and forth as if knowing just how badly I need him. “I can handle a little pain.”
I’m desperate to slide down onto his thick cock, but the thought of hurting him kills me inside. He can clearly see the desire in my eyes, but he can also see the hesitation. “Either you’re going to sink that sweet pussy down over my cock, or I’m going to throw you down and fuck you over the coffee table. Your choice.”
Fuck. This guy is such a stubborn ass.
Not leaving me a chance to respond, he slips his hands up my skirt, taking hold of my black thong and tearing it off my body.
The desperation is too much, and I rise up higher on my knees as Xander positions himself beneath me. Then putting us both out of our misery, I drop down on top of him, sinking low over his cock and taking him deep. He stretches me wide, and I groan, the instant satisfaction sending hot pulses of pleasure rocking through my body.
Gripping onto his strong shoulders, I pick up my pace, needing so much more. Needing to feel my body beneath his fingers, he tears the nurse outfit up over my head, leaving me in nothing but a red, lace bra.
His eyes flame with desire, and he pulls the cup down, freeing a nipple before closing his mouth over it, his tongue flicking over the pebbled peak.
“Oh, fuck. Xander. I’m gonna come,” I warn him as I continue to ride him with everything I’ve got.
“Hold on to it, babe,” he grunts as he raises his hips off the couch, plunging himself impossibly deeper.
“Shit,” I cry. “I can’t.”
“You can,” he insists through clenched teeth. He begins pounding up into me, joining my rhythm. Once, twice, three times. “Now,” he demands.
His words are my undoing, and I explode around him, my pussy convulsing as the high rocks through me. He stills beneath me but allows me to keep moving as I ride out my orgasm. I tip my head back, the raw intensity almost too much for me to take.
“Holy shit,” I pant, bracing myself against the couch over his shoulder to keep from collapsing against him.
His arms slide around my waist as he pulls me closer, not giving a single fuck about his pain. “You can say that again,” he murmurs, his lips finding their favorite place below my ear. “You’re not that innocent girl you were a few weeks ago.”
I can’t help but laugh. “You’ve corrupted me.”
“Damn straight, babe.”
“Maybe you’d prefer if I went back to that girl,” I tease.
“Don’t get me wrong, I loved that innocent, shy girl who would worry if she was doing it right, but this,” he says, his eyes raking over my body, taking in the red bra with one nipple still protruding out the top before dropping his gaze lower to where his cock remains buried deep inside me. “This is downright sexy. It’s fucking amazing.”
I grin at his comments until I go over them in my head. Did he just say he loved that innocent, shy girl? As in he loved those traits or he loved me?
He notices my head has gone somewhere and concern flashes in his dark eyes. “What’s wrong?” he asks, running his fingers down the side of my face and pushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
