Xander

Elsie squeezes her eyes shut and says, “I can’t let you. You deserve an amazing life and with me you will only get hardship. Please, for my sake, go out and take the best the world can give you.”

My hand slides to her hip and takes hold of her. “I am taking the best that the world can give me. What do you think I’m doing here?”

She’s quiet. Even though her eyes are shut she turns her head away. “You really did research?” she asks, a tremble in her voice.

“Trust me, I know exactly what you’re facing and I’m going to be there with you. You haven’t chosen this life, but I have. I’m choosing you. Everything else is irrelevant.”

Elsie shakes her head, the tremble that was in her voice spreading throughout her body. I draw her tight against me and wrap my arms around her. My muscles ease at the feel of her in my arms. This is exactly where I want her, need her, forever.

“I never thought it was possible to feel so loved,” she says, her voice a whisper.

“We’re just getting started,” I say and nibble at her neck. She tastes like peaches and cream pie, perfection laid out in front of a starving man and there’s no way in hell I’ll ever let her push me away.

I slide my hand over the curve of her hip and down her thigh until I reach the hem of her skirt. Slipping my hand underneath it, I inch it up, enjoying the warmth of her skin until I’m tantalizingly close to her center.

Elsie tilts her hips and shifts her legs, widening them and allowing me full access.

“Glad you came to your senses,” I say and kiss her forehead.

“We’ve both lost our senses.”

“As long as we’re in the same place.”

“Together,” she breathes as if she understands there is only one option for us.

“Together. We’re going to live life to the fullest, starting now, making the good times last as long as we can. And when your legs stop working I’ll carry you. I’ll do everything for you and when there is nothing more I can do, I’ll hold you so tight that the rest of the world won’t matter.”

Elsie raises her eyes to mine, her green orbs glistening as though all her love is pouring out of them. “Thank you for coming back for me, Paul Newman.”

“I told you, call me Xander, that’s the real me,” I say and brush my fingers against her mound, annoyed at the barrier of her panties.

She takes hold of my arm and makes a half-hearted attempt to push it away. “I’m at work, it’s my first day back from my suspension.”

“Work? That doesn’t sound like fun. Quit and we can travel the world.”

“I can’t quit, I have to make money while I can.”

“Then I’ll have to get you fired,” I say and shove her panties aside. As if she’s going to keep working when we have a life to live while we can. I still don’t know what our future looks like in the short or long term, but it sure as hell doesn’t include Elsie working a nine-to-five job.

I do know it includes me making her scream, a lot.

Meshing my fingers through her hair, I ram two fingers into her entrance. I hold her tight as my fingers drive against her walls. They’re tight around me and I show no mercy as I scissor my fingers inside her. She responds best when I’m rough.

It’s the easiest way to make her lose control.

Elsie grunts and moans under my touch. Her walls grow slick and before long my fingers are coated and slippery and my cock aches to be inside her pussy.

“I’m serious. We can’t do this now,” Elsie says and tries to squirm away from me. I tighten my grip on her hair. I’m not letting her go anywhere.

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because…” I crush my mouth against hers before she can finish her sentence and kiss her like the starving man finally eating his piece of peaches and cream.

Her shoulders tense and then relax as she submits to me. I find her clit with my thumb and circle it, teasing it, coaxing more moans out of her. She gasps and I break the kiss. Her walls tighten around my fingers and I rub her clit faster.

Elsie fists my shirt in her hands, sparking an animal reaction deep inside me. I shove her body flat on the bed and fling myself down until my head is between her legs.

Ripping her panties off, I bury my face in her pussy. My dick is fully erect and I flick open the button on my jeans to give it some space. Grinding it against the bed, I dive in, dragging my tongue between her entrance and clit and back.

She tastes sweeter than any pie I’ve ever had.

I suck her clit into my mouth, pulsing against it with my tongue. She squeals and arches her back and I push my fingers into her entrance. Her walls clamp on to me and I grind my cock harder against the bed until it throbs and shudders rocket up my back.

There’s a real danger of me spilling my load on the bed but I don’t care. All I want to do is taste Elsie. Taste the real life we’re going to have and the future we are going to live.

“Xander,” Elsie yells at the top of her lungs, loud enough to shake the foundations of the hotel. I hope everyone in the building heard it. I hope the whole world heard it.

Her walls clamp down on my fingers as the rest of her body quivers and spasms as she comes. My balls tighten and I bend my knees, leaving my dick hanging with nothing to grind against.

Keeping her clit in my mouth, I pull a condom out of my pocket and roll it down my shaft in record speed.

This isn’t about love, this is about a deep, primal need to be joined with her. Condom on, I release my hold on her clit and move off the bed. Grabbing her hips, I flip her over and yank her to the edge of the bed.

Her ass looks even better than when I saw it bent over like this the very first time I laid eyes on her. I wanted to bury my cock in her then but now I want to take her soul with me. I am taking her soul with me.

Tingles coat my skin and I ram my dick into her, pounding against the soft roundness of her ass. The sound of skin on skin slapping mixes with her moaning, urging me to quicken my pace.

I lose all sense of time and place, knowing only that this is the best feeling imaginable. Better than any fame or fortune could ever provide.

Elsie lets out a deep moan and her arms give out, her body flopping hard against the bed, sinking into it as her walls pulsing tighten around my shaft.

Before I can control myself, my balls again draw against me and my head rolls back as I come. My knees weaken and threaten to give out as I push myself as deep inside her as I can get.