Page 100 of Chasing Xander
So much innocence in her words and her actions. He really didn’t deserve someone so honest, so pure, but he’d be damned if he was ever going to let her go. “Trust me, okay?”
When she nodded, he lowered his head and placed a kiss to her mound. She sucked in a sharp breath, her body once again tensing. He knew she was scared, but he was desperate to show her how good this could be, almost as desperate as he was to prove to himself that he could be gentle, that he could focus on someone’s pleasure other than his own. They both needed this.
Massaging her thighs, he took his time, waiting for her to relax. When she did, he spread her lips with his thumbs and licked up her folds, sucking gently on her clit. She was sugary sweet, so richly decadent it made his teeth ache for more. The knowledge that he was the first, the only man to ever do this to her was surreal.
“You taste incredible.” He plunged his tongue inside her and then dragged it back up her folds.
“Ohmygod!” The words were a jumbled whoosh of breath. She fisted the bed sheets and moaned loudly. “Xander,” she gasped. “Yes!”
The sound of his name on her lips, the taste of her on his tongue, the feel of her legs draped over his shoulders… He groaned. He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to be inside her, to finally claim her in the way he’d wanted to since first meeting her. Dragging his mouth up her body, teasing her nipples, he snatched the condom and tore it open. He’d never put a condom on so fast in his life.
He settled between her legs, smoothed the hair from her forehead, and kissed her. She met his lips eagerly, her body arching into him, and she slid her foot up his leg so her knee was bent, resting lightly against his hip. His eyes rolled into the back of his head at the memory of the last time she’d done that—the time he’d kissed her in the hotel hallway. Despite the circumstances, that was the hottest kiss of his life.
He nipped at her lips, loving the way her eyelids fluttered. He rested his forearm alongside her head and put his free hand on her bent knee, caressing the back of her thigh until his palm found her round, firm ass. He pulled her closer, and she hooked her leg around his. “You still sure you want to do this?”
“Do you?” she asked.
“I’ve never wanted anything more.”
“Me, either.” She chuckled. Her soft laughter quickly turned to a whimper when he entered her. He froze and looked down at her—face scrunched up, eyes squeezed shut, and bottom lip tucked between her teeth. He’d barely gotten his cock inside her. A wave of panic and self-doubt hit him. What if he couldn’t do this without hurting her? What if she didn’t like it and decided she never wanted to do it again?
“Are you okay?” he asked. He’d started to pull out, to ease her pain, when she tightened her leg around him.
“Yes.” She nodded. “Don’t stop.”
Inch by agonizing inch, Xander pushed into her. Shit, she was so fucking tight. He knew she would be, but he didn’t expect her to feel like a vice, gripping him painfully. If this was how it felt to him, he couldn’t imagine how it must be for her. He stilled, allowing her body to adjust to him.
“God, Ky, you feel like heaven.” He slowly withdrew, then slowly slid back into her, watching her face carefully for any signs of pain. But there was nothing but pleasure in her expression. Still, he kept his pace steady, easy.
Kylie hooked her other leg around him, holding him inside of her. She brought his mouth down to hers, her kiss hungry and frantic. Shit, the way she kissed him, combined with the raging desire inside him, made it really fucking hard to hold back when all he wanted to do was pound into her hard and fast until she screamed his name.
Each time their lips parted for a breath, she’d moan. And then she moved beneath him, lifting her hips to meet his shallow thrusts like she was trying to get him to snap, to lose control and give her all of him without mercy. Didn’t she realize she already had all of him? Every beat of his heart, every breath, every thought, every smile, every emotion he had was for her, and there was nothing in the world that would change that. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not in a million years. Because he knew, without a doubt, that he would go to his grave loving Kylie Quinn.
He’d always known she was special, different, but he hadn’t fully realized how far and deep she’d burrowed into his heart and soul. There was no turning back now, no denying what was between them. He wanted with Kylie what his brother had with Jules.
Unable to stop himself, he increased his speed, his thrusts becoming much more frantic. Harder. Deeper. She writhed beneath him, crying out. From pleasure or pain, he wasn’t sure, but he forced himself to slow down again.
Kylie groaned. “Don’t stop.” She shook her head. “You’re not going to break me.”
He put his hands on either side of her head, putting all his weight into his arms, and peered down at her, a single brow arched. “You sure?”
“Yes,” she whispered, a hint of frustration in her tone.
Leaning down, he captured her lips, and then he gave her exactly what she wanted. Their bodies moved together as one, him thrusting into her and her lifting her hips to meet him. He still wasn’t moving as hard or fast as he wanted, but it was mind blowing. Moaning, he slammed into her, the sound of their flesh coming together echoing around them.
Her legs fell off his, and she dug her heels into the mattress, pushing against him, driving him deeper inside of her. She cried his name and clung to him, her fingernails digging into his back. Sweat beaded on his brow, and he fought for breath. He swore he would go cross-eyed from how good she felt. The base of his spine started to tingle, and he gritted his teeth. He was going to come soon, but damn, he wanted to feel her release first.
Her inner walls clenched him tightly, and her entire body tensed moments before he felt her start to orgasm. “Xander…yes…” She panted, her words barely coherent.
He slipped his arms under her back and hugged her to him, holding her as she experienced her second orgasm. “I’ve got you, baby.” His own release wasn’t far behind, but no matter how hard he tried to hold it off, he couldn’t. He buried his face against her neck and crashed over the edge of physical bliss with her.
His cock jerked inside of her, his body trembling as much as hers was. They lay unmoving, fighting to catch their breath. He showered her neck with heated kisses, slowly making his way to her lips. “You all right?”
She sighed, a sexy smile pulling at her mouth. “I’ve never been better.” She ran her fingers through his hair and stroked the back of his neck, eliciting a deep groan from him. “That was amazing. Absolutely perfect.”
He grinned with triumph. “You’re perfect, Ky. Me, on the other hand, I’m a fucking idiot for waiting so long to make love to you.”
“I can’t really argue with you on that.”
