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My heart sank. I opened my mouth to protest, but Xanther silenced me with a tender finger to my lips.
“Please know this is harder for me than you realize,” he implored, eyes full of regret. “But I am bound by certain...obligations. Laws of my kind I cannot fully explain.”
I swallowed my objections and simply nodded. Xanther had already risked so much to be here with me. I could not be selfish and demand more.
“I understand,” I whispered hoarsely. “I just wish this didn’t have to end so soon.” I blinked back tears, trying to smile bravely.
Xanther cupped my cheek with infinite tenderness. “As do I,” he murmured. “But we will see each other again. I am certain of this.”
Back inside, I couldn’t bear to say goodbye just yet. “Can I make you one last hot chocolate before you go?” I asked Xanther hopefully.
He hesitated, clearly conflicted. But finally, he nodded with a sad smile. “One last drink would be nice.”
In the kitchen, we prepared two steaming mugs. But the drinks soon went cold, forgotten. One moment we were leaning against the counter chatting, the next Xanther’s mouth consumed mine in a fiery kiss.
Passion overwhelmed us as we gave in at last to the electric longing that had been building between us. We moved to the bedroom, tangled in feverish embraces, our connection at its peak.
As Xanther and I tumbled onto the bed, our bodies pressed against each other, a spark of desire ignited between us. The warmth of his skin seemed to seep into mine, sending shivers down my spine.
“Xanther,” I whispered breathlessly, feeling an intense need to be close to him, to feel every inch of his body against mine.
His eyes locked onto mine, filled with passion and burning with an inextinguishable fire. “Noelle,” he murmured, his voice low and sultry.
In that instant, Xanther pulled away just enough to reveal his impressive erection. My eyes widened as I gasped at the size of his “candy cane” – it was almost intimidating, but somehow exhilarating at the same time. A surge of need coursed through me, making my pussy ache with longing and dampen with anticipation.
“Xanther,” I breathed, feeling both excited and scared by what was about to happen. “You’re so big... I’ve never been with someone like you.”
He grinned, a devilish twinkle in his eye. “I’ll take care of you, Noelle. Trust me.”
My heart raced as I nodded, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of my desire for him. I wanted him inside me more than anything.
“Relax, Noelle,” Xanther whispered as his powerful hands began to explore my body, igniting a tremble of anticipation within me. His fingers traced slow circles around my hips, then moved up to the curve of my waist and onto the soft skin of my breasts.
“Xanther, that feels amazing,” I murmured, my breath hitching as his thumbs brushed over my nipples. He leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning across my chest.
“Let me taste you,” he said with a grin.
“Please,” I replied, my voice a husky whisper.
His tongue flicked out, teasing one nipple before wrapping his lips around it, gently sucking and sending jolts of pleasure through me. The sensation was electrifying, making my back arch in response. My head was spinning – I had never felt anything so intense in my life.
“Xanther...more,” I pleaded, eagerly seeking more of the tantalizing stimulation.
“Your wish is my command,” he replied, moving to my other breast and lavishing it with the same attention. It was as if every nerve ending in my body was on fire, each touch from him amplifying the sensations coursing through me.
“Tell me what you want, Noelle,” Xanther whispered against my skin, pausing briefly to look into my eyes.
“Kiss me,” I breathed, desperate for the connection of our lips. Our mouths met in a passionate dance, tongues tangling and teeth nipping playfully. There was a hunger in his kisses that matched my own, and I reveled in the intensity of our desire.
“Touch me, Xanther,” I begged, my breath coming in short gasps as anticipation tightened like a coil within me.
“Where do you want me to touch you?” he asked, his voice rough with desire.
“Everywhere, but especially...there,” I whispered, my cheeks flushing hotly as I admitted my need for him.
Xanther’s fingers slid between my legs with confident grace, and the moment they made contact with my heated core, sparks of pleasure erupted within me. “You’re so wet for me, Noelle,” he murmured appreciatively, his fingers teasing me with deliberate, slow strokes that only served to heighten my arousal.
“Please, Xanther,” I moaned, unable to form a coherent sentence as pleasure threatened to consume me. My body trembled beneath his expert touch, every nerve singing with an intensity I had never experienced before.
