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He grips my hair tight before bucking against me like a damn bronco in full speed, giving me exactly what I asked for.
The tighter my pussy squeezes, the harder he fucks me and the sensation alone is delicious, but more than anything, I really need him to make me scream like a banshee.
I need my throat to be hoarse. I need this so fresh in my mind I have something to think about in a few hours instead of worrying about what that sick fuck is going to do to my sister.
Stars explode behind my eyes as my hips jerk against him and he grabs my throat, tightening his grip gradually.
I never thought I'd be the kind of girl into this, but I really love rough sex. The choking, the spanking, the dominance. I can completely see the appeal. It's like jumping into a Golden Angel novel, except the butt stuff.
Xander hasn't even attempted to go near my back door, which is odd from my limited experience. Based on gossip I've heard and my time with Dell, I know it's common for guys to want that. It was the one thing I denied Dell. I have been curious about it, but I wasn't going to let Dell do it. I knew he wouldn't make it feel good. Vaginal sex didn't even feel good with him and I've heard anal is uncomfortable for a first timer.
"Good fucking girl," he growls in my ear as he pulls my back flush against his chest. "Did you ever let him fuck your ass?"
His question shocks me. Did I say all that stuff out loud and not realize it or was Xander just perceptive as hell? Who knows.
"Tell me," he demands as he roughly circles my clit with his free hand, not letting up the pace of his unforgiving hardness.
"No. Never," I admit.
He emits that sexy growl of his and fucks me harder. Suddenly, he flips us over and pins me down below him, kissing along my shoulder.
"Good. That's one of your firsts that will belong to me." The pace he sets is unrelenting as he gets back to abusing my insides so deliciously.
He doesn't mean right now, though, does he? I figured Xander was uninterested in taking my back door virtue, but maybe it's just that Dell never did which made him interested. He never spanked me or pulled my hair in bed either. He was very much a lights out and under the covers kind of guy.
"We're going to have to start training your ass for that."
I bet he doesn't notice my breath of relief mixed with my moans as I bury my face in the mattress.
God, his cock hits all the right spots. Thank God Gillian went to the store or I'd have to wait all day for this.
My walls start to convulse, but instead of letting me scream my release into the bed, Xander lifts me up by the throat, his pace losing its rhythm in his pursuit of his own euphoria.
"Let it out. Scream for me, my sassy, little cock tease."
Well, damn. With a request like that, what kind of monster would I be to deny him?
A yell of ecstasy barrels through me like an orgasm alarm for anyone in a hundred yard radius to hear, but I don't care. The way he makes my body buzz is unlike anything anyone except Xander has given me. It's truly a gift from God.
Xander pulls out and I wonder if he came and I just missed it. I collapse to the bed in a heap and look up in the mirror at the sight of Xander stroking his massive cock ferociously, aiming it right at me.
Well, I'll be damned. He wants to comeonme, instead of inside me.
"You're mine, Laura." He makes that same sexy noise I've become addicted to, the one that makes my toes curl with a single syllable.
"I'm yours," I admit, breathlessly. "But, I want your come inside me."
His eyes snap to mine in the mirror and they darken on impact.
"I can do that."
He grabs me, pulls me up his body, and slams his thick dick back inside me with a grunt of pleasure. My legs latch around his waist as he takes my body again. The way he fucks me is something dark, demanding, and so delicious.
"Come for me, Xander. Mark your territory."
He releases inside me and bites down on my shoulder. Turns out, saying what I did let the animal out of his cage. His cock twitches inside me repeatedly until he's spilled everything he has to offer.
I drag him close for a deep kiss as he lays me on the bed, moving over me. His thick, callused fingers run through my hair as he holds me tight, like he's afraid I'll float away.
