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“Jesus Christ, Bella. You feel so good. So warm and wet… I’m in fucking heaven. I want to stay here forever.” He grasps my tee and tears it over my head. “Your tits…I fucking dreamed of them almost every night, about your hard nipples and how sweet your moans are when I use my tongue…”

He pushes down my bra and sucks a nipple into his mouth.

The moan he loves so much immediately escapes me. Every caress brings me closer to orgasm.

“I want your tongue on my nipples, your teeth on my skin… Please, Xander…”

I don’t need to tell him twice. Truth be told, I don’t even need to tell him once. He knows me like the back of his hand, and he never fails to satisfy me.

Head tossed back, I sink deeper and rotate my hips. The lacy fabric of my panties between my clit and his pelvic bone only adds to the sensation. Already, I’m on the precipice. The world has disappeared. We’re in our own bubble, a place where nothing exists but us. The familiarity of the sensation is galvanizing and intoxicating. Our blood is flooded with passion in its purest form, intensifying under our skin and setting our bodies on fire, just like it always has.

“I’m gonna come… Oh God, Xander… I’m gonna come…”

The sound of a sharp slap is immediately followed by a sting, and a loud moan. The mixture of pleasure and pain, the mental image of his handprint on my ass, sends me over the fucking edge. Seeking his lips, I silence my screams, my body shuddering and my toes curling. Waves of pleasure ripple through me, clouding my mind and filling me with ecstasy.

He hurtles into oblivion with me. Once the pulsing of his cock subsides, he sucks in a haggard breath. “Bella, damn… I’m so fucking happy. I can’t remember the last time I felt like this…”

“Me too,” I murmur, stroking his neck with my fingertips. “Just don’t think?—”

“Don’t think this changes anything? That it means we’re together?” he taunts. “I know you’re not ready. But this is another step on the road to our future. To you and me together again. The way we’re meant to be.”

“Maybe.” I sneak my fingers into his hair, scraping his scalp with my nails. He closes his eyes, almost purring with satisfaction.

My vision is clear again. The world finally comes back into focus, and when I look around, I snort. “Misty windows and rain outside.”

“Do you want to go home?” The hope in his voice makes my lips stretch into a big smile.

I bring my mouth close to his, but I don’t let our lips make contact. “No. I want to stay with you a bit longer.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Well then…” He props himself on his elbow, sitting up straight and cradling me in his arms. Then, somehow, I’m sprawled out in the backseat, and he’s hovering over me. “That gives me time to make you come a few more times.”

“Sounds like a solid plan.” I lick my lips.

His eyes drop to my mouth. It definitely looks like we’re done talking, at least for a little while.

“Can you bend me over this seat and fuck me from behind?”

His eyes sparkle as he slides his hands down to my butt and pinches. “Whatever you want. For you, I’ll do anything.”

With that, he flips me over and helps me steady myself on my knees. He presses a hand to the small of my back, guiding my head down, then slides inside me with an animalistic growl. And then he’s thrusting into me, chasing away all thoughts that don’t involve him and his dick. For now, I allow myself to be with the man I love. I’ll worry about the rest later.

CHAPTER 37

TRUST

BELLA

October

As I kickoff my shoes in the foyer, my phone dings with an incoming text. I’m still processing everything Jess told me at lunch. She hada lotto say about Josh Bowman.

Xander:

Where are you?

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