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You’re going to give him what he wants.
Hearing Browning’s voice in my head is almost enough to banish all the warm and fuzzy feelings I have, but I push that away. Is it such a bad thing that what I want for myself is also what Browning wants, and what Roxy said I need to do to survive these circumstances? If anything, that makes it sound like fate—a destiny I shouldn’t fight.
I want Xander.
His mind seems far away as he stares at the droplets spraying the wall, his jaw set with tension.
I run my fingers along the scruff on his jawline and his gaze finds mine, softening.
He has a soft spot for me. He has a hard exterior but, somehow, he loosens the hold he has on it when he looks at me. The air around us feels hot and overwhelming. Electricity crackles in the air between us and my pulse quickens.
He returns the motion and a moan escapes my lips at his touch, ending on my bottom lip. I run my teeth along his thumb and catch his eyes darken. His grip on my waist gets tighter as he leans in closer to me.
Tension and heat.
I wrap my fingers in his hair, silently begging for what both of us want, and he closes the distance between us, pressing his lips against mine. My knuckles tighten as my body tingles and I whimper from the taste of him.
Menthol.
Sparks of desire light my body ablaze as he presses my back against the wall of the shower. I’d normally scream about how cold the wall is, but I’m too far gone for him. All I can think about is the quickest path to him taking off his boxers.
I’m not expecting a lot as far as orgasms go. I’ve always had to finish myself off once Dell got his release, but sex isn’t just about orgasms. It’s also about connection and feeling closer to someone.
I want to be closer to Xander.
“Please,” I beg as he kisses down my neck, grinding against me like a mad man. My nails dig into the back of his neck as I whimper. “I want you.”
I’m never so forthcoming with my desires. I even shock myself, but Xander doesn’t seem so surprised.
“Good. I’ve had to jerk off multiple times a day because of you and your sexy body. I’m not a very patient man and you’ve made me wait for you.”
The words Roxy said earlier repeat in my brain.
If he’s not fucking me, he’s fucking somebody.
Those women constantly gossip. If he was with someone, they would know, which means Xander was actually waiting on me. Unlike the rest of these bikers, he’s a good man. He wasn’t going to force me. He was just waiting until I was ready.
“Jokes on you. I’ve wanted you since day one."
He growls in my ear as he removes my bra and runs the barbell of his tongue over my nipple repeatedly. A soft moan escapes me as he peels my panties from my body.
"I touch myself every time I take a shower thinking of you," I admit, breathlessly, as I step out of my underwear.
Xander presses his hand between my thighs and his calloused finger circles my clit, dousing the fire in my belly with gasoline. I moan loudly and my legs tremble at his touch.
"You need this just as bad as I do." He kisses up my breast and over my clavicle as his finger picks up tempo.
"Then, what are you waiting for?"
His lips slam back against mine as I feel the shuffle of him removing his boxers.
Finally.
Suddenly, he spins me around and adjusts my position until my ass is in the air and my leg is propped up, exposing me to him.
Dell tried this position once, and I didn't like it much.
Xander's hands grip my ass before leading up to my hips. "Your ass is fucking fantastic."
