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"Passing the time," I joke, but then he steals a kiss and I lose myself in him for a moment. Kisses like this are the work of the devil, thought up to lead me into temptation.
He releases the kiss and it's embarrassing how long it takes my brain to start working again.
"What are you doing back here?" I ask, concerned.
"Just forgot something is all. I'll be back at eight. Don't worry about cooking dinner tonight. My mother and Lucy are bringing food." With that, he turns and leaves, not giving me a chance to respond. We're having company tonight and he is just now telling me this? Thanks for the heads up.
I roll my eyes and close the utility closet door, before walking out to the living room. The only thing different is a plastic bag sitting on the makeshift coffee table and I stare at it suspiciously.
Am I allowed to snoop?
What the hell. It's not like Xander will get too mad at me. If he didn't want me to find this, he should've hidden it.
I walk over to the white bag with green markings on it and peek inside before gasping.
Books…it's just books. A lot of different, popular smutty books I haven't gotten to read yet. There's a note on top of the first one with my name on it and I snatch it up quickly, an eager smile across my lips.
Happy reading, darling. Let me know when you finish these and we'll get you some more.
Xander
He went out to Barnes and Noble and bought me a bunch of spicy books just because that's what I like to do during the day. He didn't look at me like I'm weird for loving it even though I'm so easily embarrassed by sex. He isn't judging my reading preferences. He's just…supportive.
Was this man carved out by the Gods or what?
My ex bought me flowers and took me on romantic dates, but nothing he did seems nearly as romantic as this.
There's nothing like a bag of books and a few bookmarks to make a bookworm happy.
CHAPTER13
LAURA
My day is spent in paradise, readingBirching His Brideby Golden Angel. My mind is so focused on the words on the page that I barely notice when it starts to get darker outside.
My attention does get away from the book when I hear the front door unlock, my stomach racing with butterflies.
Xander is home.
I put my bookmark in its place and put the book on the table before hurrying over to the door as he steps inside. A smirk covers his lips a moment before I kiss him. Before my mind can catch up, he pins me against the door, his tongue claiming every molecule of my mouth. My pussy purrs from his domination.
"What did I tell you about wearing stuff like this?" he growls against my mouth before biting my lip.
Right after he left for work, I changed into one of my sundresses that he warned me against wearing with the purpose of not listening to his warning.
"That if I wore this stuff that you'd fuck me," I say breathlessly as I unbutton his shirt, pushing it over his broad, muscular shoulders.
"Damn right. You should've heeded my warning, darling," he groans. He fishes under my dress for my panties and I shuffle my legs to get the garment off faster while also working at his belt.
I came to the realization that my urgency last night had nothing to do with the alcohol or whatever Browning put up my butt, but just my desire for Xander. This chemistry and the tension is so thick I almost choke on it.
"I want it," I admit as he lifts me up his body, my legs instinctively going around his waist.
"It's going to hurt if you're still sore."
I feel his bare cock against my pussy as it roughly slides between my slit and my clit.
"I don't care. I just want you." I grit out the words as I grip his shoulders tight, his cock easing past my entrance painstakingly slow. Inch by sweet torturous inch, my body convulses with need and pain mixing into one. His piercings irritate the swelling inside me but a part of me likes the pain.
