A hot wave washed over me, bathing my body in the wild buzz. Making me crave and enjoy everything he gave me.
This time when orgasm number two took me I tensed up and blew out the breath so I wouldn’t scream into it. That made me shudder and writhe against him as I came again.
I moaned but it was loud. Not enough to worry over, but it seemed to arouse him. He sucked harder, drinking and lapping. Taking everything, wasting nothing.
He looked up at me and saw the shudder that took me, making my breasts bounce.
Xander moved up to me to suckle again, taking the left breast this time and sucking until the shudder ceased.
When it did, he slipped off the bed and shrugged out of his pants and boxers, unleashing his massive cock. It seemed bigger tonight.
In the warm glow of the soft light from the desk lamp and the mingle of the moonlight he was a masterpiece. The light outlined all the perfect parts of him, which was everything. Muscles on muscles, his tattoos and even his bruises and scars. All of it was perfection to me.
All of it called to me.
The godlike man crawled back on the bed. Slid my panties down my legs and took hold of his cock.
I always liked watching that part. He’d hold it like he was trying to calm himself and exude some level of control. What was better was it was all for me.
He was all for me.
Guiding the fat head of his cock to my entrance, he rubbed against my folds to tease me open, then thrust into my pussy. The length and thickness of his cock filled me right up, searing into me like he was branding me. Always making me his.
I couldn’t believe we almost never had this moment again. It had come so close. Like something minor could have changed the outcome. Something so small could have happened to take him from me.
He inched in deeper, hitting my g-spot. The effect was so powerful it wiped my brain clean. It robbed me of what I’d been thinking and everything.
Nothing mattered but the emotion, nothing mattered but pleasure.
It was only once he started moving inside me that awareness snapped back to me when the bed started rocking and creaking against the floor.
He pumped a little more and a little faster and shook the bed, but didn’t stop.
Before I could say anything, he pulled out, picked me up and set me on the floor in the center of the rug, on my hands and knees.
He gripped my hips and I glanced over my shoulder.
The wicked smile on his face told me he wasn’t about to hold back.
“This way I get to fuck you properly.” He said that more of a promise.
I believed him.
He plunged in again and fulfilled his words.
We’d made love before but this wasn’t that, it was something else entirely.
His relentless thrusts that built up and seemed to rise with each pump sent me over the edge, feeling so good in this position. When he started fucking me hard and rutting into me with the power of the pleasure, I had to stifle that scream again. My hair fell forward over my face and my breasts bounced painfully in front of me.
It was like we’d both gone wild and lost our minds.
I sucked in a sharp breath to cool the cry that would have torn from my lips. At the same time that he squeezed my hips tighter and pounded home, jackhammering into his release.
I was already over the edge, my end just pushed me further and sent me into the arms of ecstasy. It severed me in two. Snapping me in half and then into several little pieces.
All pieces of me that luxuriated with pleasure.
God… my skin…
Fire…
My skin…it was on fire and the heat made me lightheaded.
Xander ran a hand over my back, down the curve and lingered there. The touch was so gentle and in contrast to how we’d been just seconds ago.
He pulled out of me and pulled me into his chest, flush against him, our bodies wet with sweat. I turned into the corded muscles of his chest but he cupped my face and gazed into my eyes.
“Be mine Jia… when this is over. Please be mine.” His eyes lightened now, another contrast to the heat that had filled them.
“I was always yours Xander Cage,” I replied.
That made him smile. “Thank you, I’m glad to hear it because you had me at hello.”
Chapter Fifty
Xander
A knock sounded on the door. It was a light tap.
It woke me up but realistically I should have been awake already. Although my body felt stronger, I was still suffering from the effects of the torture.
The tap sounded again, more cautious this time.
It was Frankie. He opened the door and poked his head inside.
“It’s three fifteen. Didn’t know if you wanted to get up early and get something to eat,” he said.
“No, I’m still full from the ten course meal your mom gave me.” I smiled groggily, straightening up and focusing on him. My movement made Jia wake too.
He chuckled when he saw her. “That’s alright man. I’m gonna go get the truck ready.”
“Thanks, I’ll be down soon.”
“Cool.” He tipped his head and left us.
According to my plan we had forty five minutes but honestly the sooner we left, the better. We’d just get to Idaho quicker. It was gonna be one hell of a drive. It would take us the whole day. I counted around fifteen hours with stops for breaks. I knew I’d feel better once we got out of state.
Jia straightened up and moved to kiss me but pulled back.
“What? No.” I reached for her.
“I am not kissing you with morning breath. Ughh, and must you look so gorgeous. You’re supposed to be injured. At least look like it. I look like I woke up in a barn.”
I didn’t know what she was saying to me, she was the one who looked gorgeous with that platinum blond hair cascading down her shoulders in long graceful waves. When she tried to slip off the bed I pulled her back and planted a kiss on her lips.
“You have gorgeous honey breath,” I told her, loving the feel of her in my arms. “And you look sexy, just-woke-up-in-my-arms sexy.”
I could easily get used to this. Definitely get used to it.
Not now though.
We had things to do.
She backed away and looked me over. “How are you feeling? Truly. I shouldn’t have come in here. I should have allowed you to sleep.”
I shook my head at her. Having her the two times I did wasn’t something I’d regret. “I’m okay. I’m not a hundred percent but I’m okay.”
That was part truth. I was probably around sixty percent myself and would have preferred to be a hundred percent me for this venture into uncertainty. I trusted my body and wasn’t used to this near useless version of me.
“I’m worried about you.”
“Don’t, I’m a lot better.”
“Xander, I wished we could have taken you to a hospital. I would feel better if you had some kind of scan.”
“There’s no time for that. I’m gonna have to be as okay as I can be, but I promise I’ll go as soon as I can.”
“You’d better, I’m not going to go through so much to lose you to something I should have taken better heed of.”
It was nice to have her care about me the way she did. I hadn’t had that in a very long time.
“Are you okay with today?”