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Is he crazy? Of course Iwantmore of that, but I'm not sure I can get there. He's the first man to give me an orgasm. I already know it will never be as good with anyone else, but multiples are something I've never even attempted on my own.

He must see the answer on my face:I'm afraid tonight will be ruined if I can't finish again, but I want to try.

"That's what I thought. Good isn't enough--not for anyone, and sure as hell not for you."

"But, it's just . . . you don'thaveto."

"That's where you're wrong. I absolutely have to. Getting you off isn't a chore, it's a goddamn privilege. Are you going to deny me just because you think it's what youshoulddo? The bedroom is no place for a woman to be polite. Tell me what you want, Vivienne. Use those words like you do when you're putting me in my place."

"It's just . . . I'm not sure if I can. This entire day has been . . ." I blow out a breath. "Magical. I don't want to ruin it if my body won't cooperate."

"Forget the idea that you're faulty or broken. You weren't with the right people. You need connection and emotion to be vulnerable with someone. Trust, remember? I can get you there, baby. Trust me."

Chapter 39

Vivienne

Connection. Vulnerablity. Trust.

All things I have with him. All things this list and Xavier have given me.

But it's the unwavering faith in the way he strokes a hand down my cheek that seals it for me.

No more settling for less than I want to make other people happy.

I nod.

"Ah ah. Tell me and then take it," he scolds.

"I want another." My voice booms with conviction in the quiet room.

He kisses my hip. "That's my girl. We're crossing two things off the list tonight."

"What's that?" I ask.

Xavier kisses a path towards my center, and I push up on my elbows to watch. He looks obscene perched between my legs.

"Multiple orgasms. You're going to come on my tongue and then I'm going to fuck you until you can't take another."

"What if I can't--"

Icy blue pierces me, stopping the doubt that was about to spill free.

"Ifyou can't then we'll stop and try something new. Or I'll run you a bath and we can relax together. I've waited long enough and we've got plenty of time. We'll do this right or we won't do it all."

"Yeah, okay." My shoulders fall back and some of the pressure lifts.

When Xavier parts me and swipes his tongue up my center to circle my swollen clit I collapse into the bed. It's almost too much after coming so hard, bordering on pain as he sucks and tugs at the bundle of nerves. I grip his hair, pulling him away and holding him to me at the same time.

Slowly, the intensity melts into a pulsing pleasure that's barely out of reach.

"Xavier," I huff.

He hums against me but doesn't stop working.

"I need more. I can't--"

His fingers trace my entrance, toying with it.

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