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He’s called me baby. Why does this mess with every emotion coursing through me?
The fire is mere crackles, but I don’t care. Clark and I are making our own fire.
His deep chocolate orbs glisten and I know it is his permission to continue what this is between us. This preamble has created a prolonged anticipation and build-up, and I for one am ready to advance. He stares with a longing I understand, and his self-confidence is one of his many attributes I find sexy.
My heart pounds when he drops his face back near mine. “Are we really doing this, Clark?” I ask.
Wrapping his hand around my neck, the smoldering blaze I recognize in his eyes almost startles me. Hate is a parallel to love. The way my stomach would drop when he was around, this is the same reaction but I carry no hate in my heart for the man.
“Clark?” I ask, and I shiver as the sound of his name falls from my lips.
His eyes travel down to my crotch. “Um, Xan, I can’t help but notice how excited you are.”
I don’t have to look. My hard-on says it all. “Oh, and to answer your question, we’re really doing this, Xan. I think we’ve been on this path forever, and now it’s time to acknowledge there’s more between us than hate.”
Provoked by my hunger, I move toward him with a visceral obsession. I’ve been told I was obsessed with Clark in the past, and this further proves it.
The base of his throat pulses and it swells as he swallows hard. I love his Adam’s apple. My heart beats erratically, but it beats only for him.
His mouth covers mine, and his tongue sends shivers of desire speeding through me. His lips are warm and soft, and he gives in freely to the kiss we’re sharing. It starts off gentle until he begins to ravish me. He tugs from my lips, a whisper falling on them. “I can’t be gentle, but I won’t be rough. I have never needed another like I crave you, Xander.” His kiss is back on my lips and my hungry heart melts into it. If his lips continue this tortuous deed any further, my entire body will short-circuit.
Throughout the uninterrupted kisses, he whispers on my lips, “Lie down, my sweet Xan…” He moves toward the end of the bed, on his knees, and his hands move with precision up my body. His lips start kissing the inside of my thighs, moving upward. “What do you want? My mouth around your cock, or my cock in your ass?” I want it all and as though my thoughts are broadcast for him to hear, his deep and velvety tone begins. “And just so you know, what I don’t do now, I’ll do later.”
Oh, fuck. Is this man for real? I know he is since I spent the better part of my life hating him.
“I want your cock, but first,” I say, pointing to my backpack. “I need to get something from my front pocket.”
It’s easier for me to push from the bed, than him, and he begins to chuckle at what I have in my hands. “Did you have a booty call set this weekend?” He’s not jealous, but fuck do I want him to be.
“Nah, but you can never be overly prepared with safe sex and fucking without lube, though possible, is easier with it.”
He tosses the lube and condom on the bed, and I grab the lube. “Wanna show you something,” I say, and I pour a large amount around on two fingers. Pushing up on my knees, I can look at Clark in front of my ass, and I begin to ready myself, and his eyes stay fixed as my fingers disappear in me, and I hum with my own intrusion.
“Oh, fuck me, and fuck me now. That is fucking hot. You getting your ass ready for me.” He tosses his head back. No doubt I’m watching him, watch me. “Oh, heavens and angels. Xan. I could watch you do this all day but I may come.”
My eyes trail down to his hard-on. “Oh, yeah, it does excite you, doesn’t it?” I ask.
His eyes roll back in his head, his fingers caressing lightly over his swollen tip. His spare hand circles his nipple, teasing both parts strictly from his own touch. His tormented groan tells me he’s ready to push inside of me, or we’ll both blow our loads.
“Clark, please?”
His eyes pop open, and they land on my ass. “Flip over, I have to see your face. I want to see how you come with my dick inside of you.”
But there’s more in his eyes, as they flood with emotion. There’s peace and contentment and I recognize it because it’s exactly how I feel. He rips open the condom with his teeth, rolling it onto his erection. He reaches for my hand and interlaces our fingers together as he guides his cock inside of me. With our touch combined, he uses my hand with his to caress my face, and I gasp at his first thrust inside of me. He’s a tender lover, and with each push, the waves of ecstasy begin to build. There’s no more hate between us, but a purity that is both explosive and weakens my defenses.
Our hunger matches our desires. He withdraws his touch from me for a brief second when both hands reach my hips. He grips them tight as he pushes deeper. “Fuck, Clark. I can feel every part of you, you’re already huge, yet I swear your cock gets bigger with each thrust.”
“You want my cum, Xan?” he asks.
“Yes, every single drop. Clark, fill me up.”
He pushes me to the peak of my desire and pulls back his thrusts. “Not ready yet. I could fuck your ass for days, Xan. For fucking days.”
I love this side of Clark. His words flood my need for more of him, as he fills me yet again with everything that is him. My eagerness when I push against his thrusts spirals through me. The tremors inside of Clark make me surrender to the ultimate passion between us, as we both come at the same time.
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XANDER
