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I climb out of bed, not bothered at all to be naked since Xavier is. In fact, I kind of love being able to walk around naked. There's something very freeing about it.
"He's my puppy until I can find a home for him." Xavier watches me, his voice dropping into husky range.
The puppy leaps off his lap and runs circles around my feet, doing his absolute best to trip me. I squat to pet him and he tries to scrabble up onto my lap, his claws scratching my legs.
The puppy is small, but he nearly knocks me over in his enthusiasm. Luckily, Xavier hurries over and sits behind me, so that I fall into his lap. He wraps his big arms around me and I pet the puppy without risking falling on my ass.
Xavier presses kisses to my neck and palms my breasts, making me forget all about the puppy, who's gotten enough petting, and wanders off to investigate my Christmas tree.
"I have to get a shower before work," I moan as he tweaks one nipple. I can feel him rock hard under my ass and my body yells at me for doing anything other than going along with whatever he wants to do to me.
"You don't need a shower." He slides one hand between my legs and cups me. "You smell delicious."
"I smell like sex. And I can't be late to my second day of work."
"We'll tell her the truck broke down."
"I can't lie to Josephine."
He slides one finger inside me, and I gasp and squirm.
"You have to make it fast. Like really, really fast, Xavier. And you have to get us both off while I'm showering. That's the only way it'll work."
"Let's go then. Last one to the shower is a rotten egg."
I get up and start toward the bathroom, but he scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder.
"Xavier! Put me down."
"Sorry." He doesn't sound sorry. "You were moving too slow and we don't have much time."
He carries me into the small bathroom and turns on the shower. He pulls me off his shoulder, holding me close enough that I feel every inch of him as I slide down to stand on the floor.
"Whatever can we do while we wait for the water to heat up?" he asks.
I spin and grab my toothbrush, because I am not going to be late and I'm not going to let him… he kisses my back and presses himself right against my core. I drop the toothpaste I've just grabbed, but I will not be deterred.
While he runs his hands over my body and presses against me, I manage to get toothpaste on my toothbrush and start brushing my teeth.
Then, he drops to his knees, grabs my hips and tilts them until my ass is in the air. He licks me from clit to… well, all the way to my backside. A place I allow no one to breech. Ever.
It's important to have boundaries.
Sensation sparks through me like an electrical current and I drop my toothbrush to grip the counter and keep from falling onto his face. Toothpaste suds drip down my chin and I don't care.
I close my eyes and breathe as he licks and sucks and touches me. The sensations so early in the morning are waking me up in ways the coffee failed to.
He pulls away and I whine in protest.
"Don't stop brushing your teeth," he says. "You don't want to be late on your second day."
I narrow my eyes, but he's not wrong. Focusing as best I can, I finish brushing my teeth as he brings me closer and closer to orgasm.
By the time we're in the shower together, hot water streaming over me while he stands in the cold, I'm ready to forget all about work to continue chasing this pleasure.
He stares at me like maybe he's gone offline, his eyes tracking over my body as though I'm the only thing that exists in his world. It's more than a little flattering, but also scary, because this feels like more than casual friends with benefits.
I open my mouth to break the moment and bring us both back to reality, but he speaks first.
