Page 38 of Here Comes Trouble
Seeming to sense her struggle with herself, Xander finally moved higher, between her thighs, then higher again, slowly and so gently, until he hovered over where she ached to be touched, his breath tickling her, teasing her.
He was waiting for her to say the words, to give him permission.
Gripping the bedspread hard between her hands for courage, she screwed up her eyes in concentration and forced the words to leave her throat. ‘There. Just there. Yes.’ She sounded so guttural, so desperate, it shocked her.
Her reward for finally allowing the words to come was worth every ounce of effort. He stroked his tongue gently over her and she responded without thinking, raising her pelvis off the bed and pressing herself into him. Clearly taking that as a positive response, he spread his fingers against her thighs, pushing them wider – a gentle flow of movement that made her whole body throb and ache.
He dipped his head to her again and kissed her there hard. ‘I love your body, you smell so good, taste so good,’ he murmured against the sensitive nub of her clitoris, the vibration upping the intensity of the feeling.
Oh, he so knew what he was doing.
He worked his tongue against her, taking long leisurely sweeps, but only touching her clit for a second before moving on.
It was torture. Sweet torture.
Moving his hands up her body, he found the hem of her top and slid his fingers beneath it, finding the hot skin of her stomach. She sucked it in quickly, distracted from the roving path of his tongue for a second.
He sensed her withdrawal and removed his hand, placing it instead under her buttocks, pushing her upwards, harder against his mouth until she forgot all about her insecurities again.
Her breath tore against her throat and she gasped as each stroke of his tongue took her closer, closer than she’d ever been before to an orgasm with someone else.
But she needed more. Something more.
As if sensing her hesitation, Xander pulled away from her and she felt him shuffle his way carefully up her body until his dark shadow loomed above her.
‘You are easily the sexiest woman I’ve ever met,’ he said in such a guttural voice she felt a jubilant thrill deep in her chest. ‘I love how you respond so honestly to me, even when you don’t know you’re doing it.’
Dropping his head slowly until he found her mouth in the dark, he kissed her gently, skimming his tongue across her lower lip. Moving a hand back between her thighs, he slid his fingers over her swollen folds, parting her there before sliding downwards slowly, so excruciatingly slowly. She gasped against his mouth as his fingers penetrated her, delving deep inside, opening her up to him.
A groan escaped from low in her throat and she instinctively opened her legs wider to give him better access.
His fingers slid deeper, the silkiness of her arousal allowing him easy access and he pulsed them inside her, finding a spot that made her jump and twist with pleasure when he pressed hard.
Slicking his thumb against her clitoris, he kept up the pressure of his touch, and she moved, unthinking against it, forcing herself to relax into the moment and just feel.
She wanted to be able to do this. So much. And Xander didn’t seem at all concerned about how long it was taking her to get there.
Turning her thoughts away from anything but how he was making her crazy with only the amazing dexterity of those beautiful hands of his, she rode the movement with him, breathing in the enticing tang of his scent as he hovered his mouth above hers, the intensity of it all making her head spin.
Focus, Jess, focus on the pleasure.Find the joy.
As she relaxed into the rhythm of their movement, she became aware of a concentrated pressure building inside her where his fingers twisted and pulsed. It started as a slow tingle, steadily growing into a great throbbing spasm which intensified second after second, keeping her on the edge of reaching something amazing, for what felt like forever.
‘Let go, Jess,’ Xander whispered against her mouth, the words vibrating on her lips and suddenly, without warning, the feeling seemed to break and implode inside her, the rush of intensity taking her breath away.
‘Whoa… whoa… WHOA!’ She writhed and twitched in ecstasy, completely out of control of her body’s movements as a great thundering orgasm twisted through her, emanating from deep inside and radiating out until she felt it to the tips of her fingers. Blood roared through her head, and exquisite pleasure chased around her body as wave after wave of intense sensation flowed through her.
It took her a while to return to reality, as she lived through the aftershocks her body seemed intent at throwing at her.
Xander hadn’t moved, but now she felt him lean across her, his hard body pressing against the tips of her breasts, his breath tickling her ear. There was a click next to her head and the bedside light flickered on.
He hovered above her with the most satisfied smile she’d ever seen splashed across his handsome face.
She stared up at him in incredulity. ‘What did you do to me?’
‘I found your g-spot.’ He flopped onto the bed next to her.
‘Wow. I’ve never come like that before,’ she said, sitting up and pulling her skirt back down, smoothing her hands over it to flatten it out. She was finding it hard to look at him. All her barriers had been smashed to smithereens and she didn’t know how she was supposed to act any more.
