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They were standing next to the couch, so it was a simple thing to place his hand on the nape of her neck and push her forward. “Hands on the cushions,” he demanded, bending her at the waist, her ass as good as bare in that thong.
Gia didn’t resist him, letting him guide her into the position without a single complaint.
Xander stroked his hand over the soft globes of her ass as he took several deep, steadying breaths. He would never touch Gia in anger, so he took the time to let his jealousy subside. After all, that emotion was his issue, not hers.
“You’re so beautiful, Gia,” he said, using her real name. He didn’t do that often, but right now, he felt the need to try to explain his feelings. “So much so, it makes me a little crazy at times. I didn’t like seeing you talking to Mark.”
“That was noth—” she started, but he cut her off.
“I know it was nothing, and you can talk to whoever you want to. I’d never tell you otherwise. I’m just struggling with some new emotions where you’re involved. Over-the-top shit.”
“Like?”
“Like I want to claim you, own you, make you mine in every fucking way I can.”
Gia shivered with need, which only proved she was perfect for him.
“All that stuff should scare the hell out of you, Princess. Not turn you on.”
Gia tried to stand up, and he let her, wanting to see her expression. She spun to face him, her dress falling back down over her hips and ass as she reached up, cupping his cheek with her small hand.
“I feel a bit crazy with you too,” she confessed. “I spent four years with a man I swore I was in love with, but…” She stopped herself, and he knew why. Could see that brief spark of panic in her eyes, afraid she was saying something that might make him run for the hills.
“Finish,” he said.
“I’m starting to realize I’ve never been in love be—” She stopped again, then erased that last syllable, the last word, the one that changed the entire meaning of her sentence. “I’ve never been in love.”
Xander wanted to demand she give him that word. That she tell him she’d never been in love before.
Before him.
Because God knew, he felt the same way.
But then, that practical voice that had been too absent this past week spoke up, telling him he needed to give Gia time to catch up. He’d been falling in love with her in inches over the past several years, while Gia had been fighting her feelings, defining them as a crush, as something that could never be.
“Turn back around,” he murmured, determined that, even if they didn’t speak the words, tonight he was going to make sure she felt them.
Gia did as he said, misunderstanding as she started to bend forward once more. He caught her upper arm, holding her upright.
“No.” Reaching for the tab, he drew down the zipper of her dress, pushing it downward until it hit the floor. Then he unfastened her bra, adding it to the pile. The last to go was her thong.
Gia narrowed her eyes playfully when he stuffed it in the pocket of his pants. “You can’t steal that.”
He gave her ass a light slap. “I’m not stealing it. I’m confiscating it.”
She rolled her eyes. “Same difference.”
Xander shook his head. “Not even close.” Resuming his hold on her upper arm, he twisted her until she faced him once more, then gently guided her down until she was sitting on the couch. Gia gasped when he tugged her ass to the edge, pushed her thighs apart, and dropped down to kneel between them.
“Xander,” she whispered, as he lowered his head, dragging his tongue along her slit from ass to clit.
Her hands flew to his head, her fingers slipping through his hair as he stroked her again, then again. Using his teeth, he nipped her clit, enjoying the way she moaned, her hands closing into fists.
“Oh God. It’s so good,” she said breathlessly. “Too good,” she added when he drove his tongue inside her, using his thumb and her arousal on her clit, applying more and more pressure until she was gasping for breath. He lifted her legs, throwing them over his shoulders, opening her even wider for his explorations.
She was pulling his hair hard, but he didn’t mind the pain, loved the way she was fighting with herself—uncertain whether to hold him there or push him away. Xander loved driving her to her limits, then pushing her beyond.
For six days, their sex play had advanced, Gia’s excitement and willingness to try new and different things addictive.
