Page 42 of Here Comes Trouble
‘Yes,’ she said, and he gave her a smile of such unadulterated pleasure she nearly came on the spot.
He took a moment to sort out the condom, before returning his gaze to hers, his eyebrow raised in a seductive challenge.
‘You ready for me, Jess?’
‘As I’ll ever be,’ she replied, suddenly horrendously shy about what was about to happen. But before she had time to dwell on it, he put a hand on each of her upper arms and walked her backwards until her shoulders hit the wall. His mouth came down on hers immediately and she was lost in an electric storm of need, her body throbbing with want, want, want.
His body enveloped hers, pressing into her with a power she’d never experienced before. She knew she was wanted because she could feel it in him.
His hands raked up under her skirt again, bunching it up around her waist, exposing her to his exploring fingers. He moved them against her, then inside her until she thought she’d go crazy with it, bringing his mouth hard down onto hers at the same time, the dual stimulation sending her senses into overdrive.
She was so on the edge it wasn’t funny.
‘Now, Xander, I want…’ she gasped.
He waited a moment for her to continue, then stilled his movement until she looked back into his eyes. ‘Tell me what you want, Jess.’
‘I want you. Your cock. Inside me.’ The words left her lips as though they’d been primed and were just waiting for the opportunity to finally be said. It was easy, so easy now she’d given herself permission not to care about anything other than what was happening between them in that moment.
He didn’t need anything more from her. Sliding a hand down the inside of her thigh, he hooked his wrist under her leg and drew it up against his waist. The rigid tip of his erection penetrated her slick pussy and she gasped with pleasure as he slowly slid inside her.
They began to move together, Xander pressing her hard into the wall to support them both as he thrust, filling her completely and hitting a sweet spot over and over as their bodies crashed together. They kissed hard, their mouths swollen and hungry as their tongues delved, tasting each other. Grasping the buttoned-down front of her dress, Xander pulled it apart hard, ripping the delicate buttons away from the material so they pinged and bounced across the room. The material gaped at the front, exposing her breasts, encased in the lacy bra she’d chosen to wear on a whim that morning and she didn’t even think to react as he pushed aside the cups to expose the hard peaks of her nipples to his searching fingers.
Jess thought she might go crazy from the pulsing heat between her legs and the gentle rasp of Xander’s touch on her exposed nipples. But she wasn’t there yet, it wasn’t quite enough.
‘Xander… I need… I need.’
Seeming to sense her frustration he dipped his hand between their bodies, sliding the pad of his fingertip against her clitoris, mimicking the movement of his thrusts inside her.
Gripping the bulk of his shoulders for support, Jess closed her eyes and allowed the delicious friction to build and intensify, sending waves of exquisite pleasure radiating out from deep within the centre of her, teetering on the edge of an orgasm for utterly crazed moments, before finally breaking into a rush of the most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced. A low guttural moan grew from the base of her throat and vibrated in the air around them as she totally lost control.
It only took Xander a couple more thrusts before he joined her in her electric ecstasy, pounding into her hard as he came, his breath hot and fast on her neck as he surged into her.
They remained like that for a while, both gasping for breath as they came back down to earth.
Finally able to relax her fingers enough to release her grip of his shoulders, Jess put her palms against his chest and pushed gently until he dipped and slid out of her. He took a step away so she could put both feet back on the ground.
They stood and looked at each other for a beat, their breathing still low and rough from their exertions, before they pulled themselves together.
Xander disposed of the condom while she readjusted her clothes, trying in vain to close the top of her dress where it now gaped open after his callous treatment of it.
‘You owe me a dress,’ she said, raising a mock-stern eyebrow.
He laughed. ‘I think it looks better like that.’ He ran a hand over her hair, smoothing it against her head. ‘Let’s lie down before we fall down,’ he said, cocking a suggestive eyebrow. Taking her hand, he led her out of the studio and into his room.
He flopped down onto the bed, pulling her down next to him, his naked body gleaming in the soft, late morning light.
She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the magnificent strength of him as he lay stretched out next to her. Her gaze raked him from head to toe, only snagging momentarily on the deep V where his hips joined his body, and lower…
He raised a questioning eyebrow as their gazes met again and she tried in vain to quell the rush of heat that travelled up her neck to burn her cheeks.
‘Like what you see, Jess?’
‘Absolutely,’ she said, brazening it out. ‘I can barely believe I’ve just “made it” with the third sexiest man in England,’ she said, giving him a wide grin.
‘Now do you believe the hype?’ Xander joked, one discerning eyebrow raised. He nodded down to where the source of her most recent pleasure lay nestled against his thigh.
‘Well, I guess thereissome truth to those rumours.’
