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Oh my God.
For a man who doesn’t talk a lot, he sure is descriptive during sex.
Xander doesn’t wait. He wraps his big hands around my hips, pulling on entire handfuls of my flesh right before he thrusts into me so deeply that I cry out, then bite my cheek to force myself to be quiet.
Crap.
That would just be awesome, going downstairs to face Cash and Jordyn after being freshly fucked in their bathroom.
“These rooms are soundproofed, baby. Don’t you dare be quiet. I want to hear every sound from those pretty lips.”
He thrusts, and I scream, thankful that Cash and Jordyn were considerate enough to soundproof their home so I can fully enjoy this moment. I’ll have to make them a thank-you basket. This is absolutely worth at least that.
“Oh, God,” I moan, my pussy stretched so perfectly around him.
“That’s right, baby girl. Pray for us. Tell God how fucking perfect you are for me. How you were made for me. Tell God that you’re mine now. Then, start praying tome, sunshine. Tell Daddy everything you want and I’ll make it all come true.”
Those words. They penetrate my mind as my entire body lights on fire, and I explode, crying out for him over and over. The only thing holding me up is his grip.
“Fuck,” he growls, pumping faster until he lets out a deep, guttural groan as he yanks his hips back and hot semen splashes all over my ass.
Water sprays on us as we stand still for a moment, catching our breath. When my knees won’t stop trembling, Xander gently guides me onto the bench.
“I’ve got you, baby girl. Just relax.”
The urge to cover my stomach takes over, and I have to force myself not to shield my body from him. Instead, I sit as straight as possible, hoping it makes my boobs look fabulous. While I may not be a supermodel, I’ve always loved how big and full my breasts are.
Xander grabs a washcloth and squirts a huge blob of bodywash onto it. So much that it drips over the side of his hand. When I giggle, the corner of his mouth twitches, and he winks at me.
Was he just being playful?
Xander Savage? Teasing me?
That’s new.
And amazing.
“Let’s get you washed and fed, then we’ll run home so we can take a morning nap since we didn’t get much sleep last night. After that, you’re going to meet your new bodyguard before we head to work.”
Wait.
What?
CHAPTER 37
Xander
JUST MOVE
“Why aren’t you answering me?”
Because she’s asked the same question twelve times since we left Cash and Jordyn’s house.
When I open the passenger door to let her out of my car, I offer my hand, and my dick twitches as she slides her tiny fingers into my palm.
Everything about this woman makes me hard. Watching her eat a bite of pancake with syrup dripping down her chin nearly had me exploding in my brother’s kitchen. What I wouldn’t do to pour some of that on my dick and let her lick it off. Jesus.
I’m exhausted, though.
