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Ander squeezed my thigh, his thumb stroking up and down. “You’re even more beautiful in person than the pictures JJ showed me. Not that I have eyes for anyone other than Elliot here.” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek that took me completely by surprise.
“You two are together? I thought so—I can tell how at ease you are with each other. You make a gorgeous couple.” Honey Rose gave us a bright, genuine smile, and suddenly, my insecurities melted away because Ander wasn’t showing any interest in her—he’d practically claimed me as his in front of her, and she was being nothing but friendly to us both.
“They do, don’t they? That’s what I said.” The smug smile on JJ’s face didn’t even bother me because if even a stranger thought that we made a good couple, then maybe…
I couldn’t let myself get carried away, but I was going to hold on to this feeling for as long as I could.
* * *
“I want you,” Ander rasped in my ear, grinding his hard cock against my ass, his hands an iron grip on my hips as we moved to the music on the main floor of the club. “Do you want me?”
The way he spoke those words, low and throaty, just for me, as he rubbed his cock against my ass had all my blood rushing to my dick. How could he expect me to form sentences? I threw my head back against his shoulder, reaching back to pull him even closer. “Yes.”
“Good,” he murmured in between mouthing at my neck. “I haven’t been able to think of anything else since you dragged me on this dance floor and started grinding your hot body all over me.”
“Please.” One-word answers were all that I was capable of.
He didn’t make me wait. “Let’s go.”
The taxi ride home was an exercise in self-restraint. I was practically vibrating out of my seat with the need to touch him, and Ander held himself tense against the cab door, clearly thinking along the same lines as I was. As soon as we pulled up and paid, he was wrenching the door open and then tugging me down the short pathway to our house. He crowded me up against the black front door while I fumbled with my key, attempting to jam it into the lock. Why wouldn’t it go in? And why were my hands shaking so much?
“Let me.” His fingers closed around mine, and together, we fitted the key into the lock and turned it. Finally, the door was open, and we stumbled through into the hallway, Ander at my back, one hand still grasping mine, the other banded around my waist. He was so hot and hard, and the only thing I wanted was for him to pin me down on the bed and let me find out exactly how it felt to have him inside me.
“Your room,” I said breathlessly, arching back into him, and he groaned in reply. We somehow made it up the stairs and into his bedroom, and then he was kicking the door shut and pressing me up against it. The bright streetlight right outside his window offered enough illumination in the room for me to be able to read the lustful expression written all over his face, and it made my dick throb.We were really doing this.
Tugging off my top, leaving my torso bared to him, he ran his hands greedily down my body. Kissing down my throat again, he rolled his hips, his voice a hoarse vibration against my skin. “I’m so fucking desperate for you.”
I was just as desperate for him, and I’d never known just how fucking much it was possible to want to be consumed by someone. And this wasn’t just anyone. It wasAnder.
My fingers were clumsy on the buttons of his shirt, and we were both feeling the same sense of impatience because I hadn’t even unbuttoned it all the way before he was yanking it off over his head. Now it was my turn for my hands to roam the hard lines of his body while we kissed each other with increasing desperation, rutting against each other up against his door.
“Jeans. Off,” he growled. Somehow, we managed to pull apart long enough to remove the rest of our clothes, and then we were crashing onto the bed with me on top of him. I mouthed at his jaw, unable to get enough of the feel of his body plastered against mine, with the undeniable proof of his arousal pressing into my belly.
I swallowed hard. “I’m gonna come too fast, and I really want you inside me.”
“Fuck, E. Me too. Or you inside me. Fuck, I want it all. I want to fill you with my cock, but I want you to fill me too.” He sucked a mark into my neck, his hips jerking upwards, and I nearly lost my mind. This was…he was everything I’d ever wanted, and it was so much better than I could’ve ever imagined…
“Need you. Fingers.” I gasped the words into his hair.
He was completely self-assured, slicking his fingers with lube from his bedside drawer, and then he was dipping them between my ass cheeks. I didn’t even think about the experience he must’ve had to know what to do because he was circling his finger around my hole and pressing on my perineum, and it felt so fucking good. I was going to come way too quickly if he kept this up.
When he pushed one finger inside, I gasped. I needed more. Maybe people had exaggerated how painful it was, or maybe it was the fact that I’d not only fingered myself…a lot, but I’d fucked myself on a dildo—all I knew was that one finger wasn’t enough to satisfy me. I needed more. I needed his cock.
“More,” I begged. “Give me more.”
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he groaned, easing another finger inside me. I pulled him down into a kiss, unable to hold back any longer, so overwhelmed again in the best way because it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that all my dreams were coming true.
“More.” I scraped my fingers down the smooth skin of his back, feeling his muscles flexing underneath my touch. “I want your cock.”
Pulling back a little, he looked down at me, and although his gaze was dark with arousal, there was concern in his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you, E. I never want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I promise I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”
My words must’ve reassured him because he added another finger, taking care to stretch me out. “Does that feel good? There’s meant to be…” He trailed off, his brows pulling together as he moved his fingers and brushed over my prostate.
“Ander. Yesss.There. Oh, fuck.” I arched into him, willing him to keep touching me in the place that lit my body up from the inside. Except, no, I needed his cock. Now.
“You’re making me jealous. You’re doing this to me next. No. Now? Please?”
