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“I’m so close.”

“Then come for me,” he encourages. To emphasize the point, he sucks my clit into his mouth and releases it with a pop. He does it again, over and over, while his fingers relentlessly move inside me.

My pussy tightens around his fingers, and an intense orgasm slams into me like a tsunami. Letting go, I pull on Xander’s hair, making him hiss. My body trembles, and I can’t keep my eyes open no matter how hard I try.

“That’s right, baby, give it to me,” he coos. He doesn’t stop licking and sucking, drawing my orgasm out.

When my spasms have subsided, he lays a kiss on my thigh and sets my foot on the floor. Then he helps me into my panties and shorts before he stands. He slips his palm to the back of my neck and hauls me to him for an open-mouthed kiss. When I taste myself on his tongue, a raw sensation scatters all over my body, leaving me wanting more.

Groaning, he breaks the kiss and presses his forehead to mine. “You taste even better than I imagined…and I have a pretty fucking good imagination.”

I snort, wrapping my arms around his torso. “Looks like I owe you an orgasm.”

He rears back, his brows pulled together. “Don’t say it like that. It’s not some kind of debt. I wanted to give you pleasure, and I did. If we don’t do anything more tonight, I’d be perfectly content.” Delicately, he tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear and angles in closer. “Although,” he rasps, “I’ll never say no to waking up with you in my bed.” He takes a step back and extends a hand. “Sleep with me, Bella. Please.”

Without hesitating, I let him lead me to his bedroom.

By his side is the only place I want to be.

CHAPTER25

ONLY FOR YOU

XANDER

October

When I open my eyes,the first thing I see is Bella. She’s still asleep, lying on her right side, both hands hidden under her pillow. In the morning light, I take my time admiring every little detail of her face.

Her lips are full; their subtle red reminds me of delicate rose petals. Soft and inviting, and so fucking kissable. Fuck, it was nearly impossible to stop last night. I swear, I haven’t made out like that since I was in high school.

I’m fucking obsessed with her, and that was never part of the plan.

She stirs, and I instantly tense. The irrational fear that she’ll hear my thoughts hits me. Fuck. If she knew the truth, she’d probably hate me. My priorities have changed, just like my intentions, but I’m not sure she’d care about that if she knew my initial reasons for getting close to her. And now, I can’t lose her. If I do, it’ll be my fucking downfall.

“Watching people sleep is creepy.” Her hoarse voice rips me out of my thoughts. “What time is it?”

Hand splayed on her hip, I pull her closer. “It’s not time for you to wake up. Go back to sleep.”

She buries her face in my chest and sighs. “I haven’t slept that well in days. This bed is amazing.”

A deep chuckle rumbles out of me. “That’s why I’ve been telling you to sleep with me.”

She tenses just a fraction but quickly relaxes again. “I didn’t want to cross the line.”

“Until last night.” My tone is a little firmer than I intend. “Do you regret it?”

She leans away, her eyes meeting mine. “Ask me again if you can kiss me.”

My grip on her hip tightens. “Can I kiss you, Bella?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

This kiss isn’t anything like our others. There’s no rush or desire to possess each other. It’s slow and gentle, building anticipation. She parts her lips, giving me access to slide my tongue into her mouth.

She trails her hand down my side to the waistband of my briefs. The gentle sensation stirs a deep need inside me. When she slips her hand beneath the fabric, finding me already hard for her, she groans.

Her nipples are puckered beneath her T-shirt, rubbing against my chest as she strokes me and presses a kiss to my jaw. She works her way down, leaving a trail of hot breath and wet, open-mouthed kisses down my neck and chest. When she reaches my nipple, swirling her tongue around it before she grazes it with her teeth, I thread my fingers through her hair.

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