Eff me.
What the actual heck was that? Xander has been holding out on me. Him going down on me was freaking mind blowing.
My lady bits are still trying to recover and Xander is tossing that sexy line my way that obliterate any progress in the recuperation department. As if he actually has to ask if I want to be his. I start nodding frantically and I can’t agree fast enough. I’m eager to have his full weight blanketing me as I accept him into my body.
Gosh, he’s so freaking sinful.
His beard is wet from me and that shouldn’t turn me on, but it has my pussy purring in delight. The fact he got me so drenched that I’ve covered him is pretty impressive.
Now he’s licking his plump lips and moaning at what he finds there.
Why do I find that so hot? Cheese and rice, he’s turning me into a sex addict.
Xander slithers along my body and each place he touches erupts in flames. The reactions this guy evokes within me are so intense. My clit is still vibrating with tiny shocks ricocheting about. It’s never, ever been like this for me before. I had no idea sex could be so rewarding.
I open my legs wider to accommodate his huge form before he settles between them. My muscles stretch to bracket him and the burn is yummy. Xander props up on his left elbow to keep some weight off me but I’m desperate for it all. My arms loop around his middle to yank him down but he doesn’t budge.
Darn.
Xander takes his free hand and swipes some errant strands of hair from my forehead. He leans down to place a barely there kiss on my temple and my insides turn mushy. This sweet side of him is turning me into a gooey mess. His nose brushes along my jaw until he reaches my ear. Then he murmurs, “I love you”, before pulling back to catch my gaze.
The smile taking over my face probably looks ridiculous but I don’t mind. I want Xander to know every piece of me.
“I love you too, X. So very much.” I give him the last part I was holding back. Moisture gathers in my eyes so I blink quickly to clear it. I cup his scruffy cheek and don’t miss the shock as it passes through his expressive ocean eyes. When I notice them getting misty, the lump in my throat grows larger.
Xander glances away briefly to collect himself before responding. “I didn’t realize I needed to hear that so much or how much I missed you calling me that.” He gives his head a little shake before inching closer to almost touch my lips with his.
“Wills,” he breathes into my gasping mouth. I shudder at the name I haven’t heard in three long years. I want him inside me so badly it burns.
I arch my back as he shifts lower, which causes his solid shaft to grind against me in the most delicious way. “Oh my goodness, that’s feels so freaking amazing!” I yelp out when his dick rubs against an especially sensitive spot perfectly. I lose all train of thought and focus only on what Xander is doing.
I moan before Xander’s hungry mouth descends upon mine. This kiss starts out different from anything we’ve previously shared. We take our time to explore and enjoy. The affection pours out between us and releases a flurry of pent up emotions. Our lips effortlessly slip together to create a tight seal that is freaking magical. Our tongues begin a slow erotic dance while our heads tilt to get impossibly closer. Xander’s palm is holding my jaw and my fingers spear into his untamed hair. Our lower halves are rocking together and I’m so freaking wet that Xander’s hardness easily strokes through my crease. I could definitely get off from this alone.
All of a sudden it changes, like we snap and cannot hold back our driving need any longer. Our kiss becomes sloppy and messy, like we are purposely missing the target or coloring outside the lines. Our touches spread farther and become more aggressive. One of my hands is clutching Xander’s thrusting bum and the other is clasped around his Willow tattoo. His palm drags down my body, which awakens every tiny nerve ending. He finds my tingling clit smashed between us, which makes me jolt from Xander’s lips so I can yell out in pleasure.
Holy crap, this man has mad skills.
Xander sucks a line from my chin to my neck before licking his way to my breasts. Once he latches onto my nipple, the desperation to have him deep inside takes over my entire being.
“Please, X . . . I need you. Don’t make me wait again. Make love to me.” I’m whining and moaning but I could care less. This man is breaking me apart with his seductive movements.
Once my plea registers, Xander shifts slightly and I can feel him right there. One thrust and he will ease this aching emptiness. Before I can ask again, he plunges into me with his massive cock.
Oh. My. Gawd!
My mouth drops open in a soundless scream. My inner walls strain with the enormous intrusion but the breach feels fantastic. Xander slides deep and hits a particular place that has my limbs spasming with convulsions. I whimper and dig my nails deeper into his butt, urging him on. I alternate my begging between again, more, yes, and please.
Together we are jolts of friction, sparking anywhere we touch. Our hips are magnetic. The coarse hair on his legs is abrasive against the smooth skin of mine. Our chests are bumping and rubbing with vigor. The sound of sliding skin is music to my freaking ears. The longer Xander pounds into me, the higher I soar. Electricity is pulsing/surging through my veins and I’ve never felt better.
No words are needed. Everything we need to say is expressed through our flesh. Each soft caress. Every gentle glide of fingers. Delicate kisses with heavy meaning. Our bodies are having a conversation far deeper than any verbal exchange could name. I feel like Xander is reciting a poem to my soul with every drive into my core. What is happening feels meant to be on an instinctual level. Even if we tried to stop, the force binding us together is too strong.
My heart and mind are yearning for this joining right along with my body. I trace the thick veins on his sinewy forearms, which cranks my arousal up another notch. I had no idea I could ever feel something like this. The pleasure is so extreme. Xander yanks me from my mental trance when he purrs straight sexiness in my ear.
“You’re so damn tight, Willow. I can’t remember anything ever being this good. I want this to last so I can savor and cherish you but I don’t think I can handle it. Your pussy is squeezing my dick so fucking hard.” His powerful pumps seem perfectly coordinated with his words.
For a man that claims he doesn’t use words well, he sure knows his way around dirty talk. I’m freaking loving this side of Xander.
He keeps going since I’m apparently stunned silent. “You’re soaking. Do you like this? Am I making you feel good?” I can only answer in breathy moans and panting gasps as Xander completely dominates me.
He props up on an elbow in order to look down to where we are intimately and erotically connected. Xander bites his bottom lip and moans at the sight. He slips his fingers around the root of his cock so he can feel the penetration. It makes me freaking crazed and gives another layer of fantastic friction.
When he pushes in, I tilt my pelvis up to accept him even deeper. When he pulls back, I grip his butt and clasp my legs tighter to stop him from retreating too far. I can feel his cock growing impossibly thicker inside of me. The added pressure causes my internal muscles to clench and contract. Every long, torturous drag is delicious.
I’m feeling desperate for release so I push myself to speak. I’m not above begging. “Xander, I need to come. Please. I want it so bad.” I end my frazzled rant on a sigh.
“Give in to me, Wills.” He whispers near my ear before gently biting the lobe. Then he strums my clit with his thumb and after only a few swipes, the fierce orgasm smashes through me.
I’m shaking uncontrollably as heat engulfs my entire body. The spasms begin at my core but rapidly flow outward to conquer me completely. My body is taken over by convulsions that keep expanding and extending until I’m no longer in charge of my actions.
What is happening to me?
As my release is blasting through me, I barely register Xander’s thrusts becoming more frenzied and punishing. I’m gasping for air and trying to stay conscious through this intoxication. His jaw clamps down on my shoulder as my nails brutally dig into his skin.
“Fuck. Fuck! I’m going to come, Willow. I need to pull out.” Xander sounds savage as he begins jerking above me.
I lock my ankles around his hips while screaming, “Don’t you freaking dare.”
Once the words leave my mouth, Xander slams into me a final time and reaches a spot that’s never been touched before. His corded body bows and writhes as he empties everything he’s got inside my dripping core. His groan is guttural and the sound sets off another round of violent shudders within me.
When the twitching and tingling eventually subsides, I feel Xander bite down on my sensitive flesh before his face settles in the crook of my neck.
I shiver when his heated breath skates across my sweaty skin. “I can’t deny that I love my marks covering you and knowing your pussy is flooded with my cum. I don’t give a shit if that makes me barbaric. I’ve claimed you and now you’re mine. You’ve always been mine, Wills.” His voice is so raw and untamed, matching his words perfectly.
Well, stick a fork in me because I am freaking done.
The euphoria continues buzzing through my blood while we lounge in bed awhile later. I’m still processing Xander’s declaration of love and the fact he’s been hiding these feelings since we were kids. It totally boggles my mind that we kept this huge secret from one another. I would like to assume life would have been far smoother if we took the plunge way back then by confessing our truths. I release a hefty exhale and Xander tightens his arm around me.
The fact we are cuddling right now is exciting enough. I absolutely enjoy the physical aspects, especially what we’ve shared, but lying here in compassionate silence is just as amazing. Xander is leisurely running his fingers through my hair while I lazily pet his chiseled chest. The blissful state we’re in causes our relaxed breathing to sync as the air easily escapes our lips. I’m so freaking happy and I feel like I’m floating.
Before finding Xander again, I almost gave up hope that us being together, like this, was ever going to happen. I’m so thankful for that surviving sliver I managed to hold onto. I could never let Xander go completely, so my heart hums happily since my optimism has been justified. I snuggle deeper into his embrace as I count my numerous blessings.
I’m content and comfortable as I gaze up at Xander’s handsome face. He notices me looking and brushes a soft kiss on my forehead. I sleepily sigh, “I love you, X.” The words fall from my lips without warning but it makes sense for the moment.
Xander’s body goes rigid and his hand freezes against my scalp. He clears his throat. “I’m still not used to hearing you say that. It’s difficult for me to believe you could possibly feel that way for me, especially after everything I’ve put you through. You deserve so much better than a broken man like me but I’ll never take your love for granted.” His mouth is against my temple and his warm breath sends shivers across my chilled skin. I hate the defeated tone of his voice but he continues before I can comment on it.
“I love you so fucking much, Wills. I’ll spend the rest of my years proving that to you. Life has been so fucking dark, but since you’ve been around, there is blinding light reflecting everywhere.” His hushed statements cause my heart to take off in rapid beats. It feels like it could burst out of my chest.
I feel pressure behind my eyes as tears begin forming. I lower my lashes to hide the emotion but Xander grasps my chin to tilt my head up. He moves impossibly closer before banding his arms more securely around my waist. I feel protected and taken care of when pulled so close to him that I’m not surprised to feel the first drop trail down my cheek. I release a small chuckle at my reaction but suck in a gasp when Xander licks the tear away.
“I see you, Wills. Don’t hide from me, baby. Never keep anything from me ever again.” He places a devastating kiss along my lips that has my wild imagination spinning up a romantic fairytale where we live happily ever after. A swarm of butterflies erupt in my belly at his continued display of tenderness.
Being with Xander is second nature. It comes easy, like we just click. Once we got past that initial awkward stage, we effortlessly picked up where we left off. As though nothing had changed and time hadn’t been ripped away from us.
I want this to work out so badly my soul vibrates with need. I love this man with my entire being but I’m terrified it will slip from my grasp. I wish we could remain hidden out here in the woods forever but that’s not realistic for either of us. This is not the time to start obsessing over potential threats to our relationship. We are here now, together, where I’ve dreamed of being for so long.
When he breaks the kiss, the look of love shining from his eyes causes another lump to form in my throat.
“These past three years I was alive but I wasn’t living, Willow. I was barely scraping by, stuck in a never-ending nightmare. The darkness consumed me and my reality was bleak as fuck. I didn’t believe I’d survive, and to be honest, most days I didn’t want to. Now though, you’ve given me a reason to live again.”
With those words, he’s totally destroyed me. I’m ruined in the most exquisite way. I’m all freaking choked up so I show him what I can’t currently explain. I roll him onto his back before straddling his hips. I lean down to capture his mouth in a searing kiss as I glide my pussy along his hardening shaft. It doesn’t take long for him to be ready and I lift up to welcome him into my depths.
We continue whispering our confessions and truths as we join together. Our secrets spill out into the dark room.
This time we go slow and sweet, all night long.