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CHAPTER 25

ONLY FOR YOU

XANDER

October

When I open my eyes, the first thing I see is Bella. She’s still asleep, lying on her right side, both hands hidden under her pillow. In the morning light, I take my time admiring every little detail of her face.

Her lips are full; their subtle red reminds me of delicate rose petals. Soft and inviting, and so fucking kissable. Fuck, it was nearly impossible to stop last night. I swear, I haven’t made out like that since I was in high school.

I’m fucking obsessed with her, and that was never part of the plan.

She stirs, and I instantly tense. The irrational fear that she’ll hear my thoughts hits me. Fuck. If she knew the truth, she’d probably hate me. My priorities have changed, just like my intentions, but I’m not sure she’d care about that if she knew my initial reasons for getting close to her. And now, I can’t lose her. If I do, it’ll be my fucking downfall.

“Watching people sleep is creepy.” Her hoarse voice rips me out of my thoughts. “What time is it?”

Hand splayed on her hip, I pull her closer. “It’s not time for you to wake up. Go back to sleep.”

She buries her face in my chest and sighs. “I haven’t slept that well in days. This bed is amazing.”

A deep chuckle rumbles out of me. “That’s why I’ve been telling you to sleep with me.”

She tenses just a fraction but quickly relaxes again. “I didn’t want to cross the line.”

“Until last night.” My tone is a little firmer than I intend. “Do you regret it?”

She leans away, her eyes meeting mine. “Ask me again if you can kiss me.”

My grip on her hip tightens. “Can I kiss you, Bella?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

This kiss isn’t anything like our others. There’s no rush or desire to possess each other. It’s slow and gentle, building anticipation. She parts her lips, giving me access to slide my tongue into her mouth.

She trails her hand down my side to the waistband of my briefs. The gentle sensation stirs a deep need inside me. When she slips her hand beneath the fabric, finding me already hard for her, she groans.

Her nipples are puckered beneath her T-shirt, rubbing against my chest as she strokes me and presses a kiss to my jaw. She works her way down, leaving a trail of hot breath and wet, open-mouthed kisses down my neck and chest. When she reaches my nipple, swirling her tongue around it before she grazes it with her teeth, I thread my fingers through her hair.

“Bella.” In one quick move, I turn onto my back and pull her with me until she’s straddling my hips. She looks down at me with a seductive grin playing on her lips. I swear, my fucking skin hums as goosebumps spread all over my body.

I’m a lost cause when it comes to her.

She grasps the hem of her loose tee and yanks it off, sending it flying to the floor. Her dark brown hair spills over her shoulders and down her naked breasts, making my mouth water. I drink in the sight of her full tits, her hard, perky nipples like pink buds against her skin.

“Do you like what you see?” she purrs.

“Hell yeah.” I sit up, one hand on her waist and the other buried in her hair again, and pull her mouth to mine. She greets me with the same vigor, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. Last night, we kissed for what felt like hours before we drifted off, but I still want more. Way more.

Bella sucks my bottom lip inside her mouth and sinks her teeth into it. Then, with her hands on my chest, she pushes me down onto the mattress.

I obey, ready to do anything she wants.

“You’re going to lie here”—she scoots back and tugs my briefs down—“and watch me suck you dry.”

Once she’s settled between my legs, her eyes never leaving my face, she gives my shaft a few light pumps.

My body is vibrating, shuddering in anticipation. Fuck. Her taking initiative is the most powerful thing I’ve ever seen.

She takes just the head at first, sucking on it slightly before releasing it with a pop. Next time she lowers her head, she takes me deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my length. She sucks and licks, one hand cupping my balls, kneading them slowly.

“Yeah, baby…”

She peers up at me, hand sliding up and down. Then, with a wicked smile, she bends and takes my entire cock inside her mouth, deep enough to make herself gag. Her eyes fill with tears, but she doesn’t slow down.

One hand balled into a fist to fight the desire to thrust up into her mouth, I use the other to push her hair aside.

She releases my dick but continues stroking me, her hand gliding faster. Her cheek is pressed to my shaft, her eyes glistening, her lips plump, a string of saliva on her chin.

When she goes back for more, a tingling sensation starts at the base of my spine. I’m close.

“Fuck…”

She pops off my dick again and squeezes so hard I fucking see stars. She swirls her tongue around the head, then takes me deep again.

“Baby, do that again…” I beg, breathless.

And she does. She squeezes then laps at my crown. When she takes me deep, I explode, spilling my cum inside her mouth. My hips jerk forward, and a loud groan springs from my lips.

When she sits up, I’m levitating, still riding high. I breathe hard, my brow covered in sweat. “Open your mouth,” I tell her.

She does, sticking her tongue out, and fuck, if my dick doesn’t thicken again. Her tongue is coated with my release, my cum slowly dripping down her chin.

She closes her mouth and swallows, a triumphant smile on her face, before she wipes her bottom lip and chin and pops her finger into her mouth.

“Delicious.”

There’s no stopping my urge to pounce on her. I flip her onto her back and hover over her, taking in her swollen lips. Balanced on one forearm, I blindly open the top drawer of my nightstand and search for a condom.

My recovery period is the best it’s ever been as I force myself onto my knees and yank her panties down. I quickly sheath my cock and nudge her legs apart until I’m nestled comfortably between her thighs.

With a seductive grin, she slides her hands down my ass and digs her fingernails into my flesh. I press my lips to hers, kissing her hard and fast, tasting myself on her tongue. I feel euphoric—not only because the orgasm was mind-blowing, but because she took control and did what she wanted.

I zero in on her wet little cunt, and I’m a fucking goner. One time with her will never be enough.

Slowly, I push the tip of my cock into her warm pussy. A raw sensation ripples through my veins and lights up my insides. I keep my movements controlled and gentle at first, giving her the chance to get used to me. Little by little, I thrust until I’m balls deep inside her.

“Fucking perfect.”

Bella moans, her hands wandering over my biceps, my shoulders, my back, exploring every inch of my body. I fuck her nice and slow, thrusting my cock into her tight pussy over and over. She’s so fucking wet, her arousal drips down my dick, the wet sounds loud in the early morning quiet.

Hands looped around her legs, I spread her wider and watch the way her cunt swallows my dick.

“You’re taking me so well, Bella.” I tighten my hold on her thighs, my fingers sinking into her skin. “Your pussy was made for me, so greedy for my cock.”

Hovering closer, I seize her lips in a feverish kiss, silencing her moans. My mind goes totally blank, and my vision goes dark. Sex has never felt this good. Bella is divine, fucking exceptional.

“Xander…more. Please.”

Straightening, I take a handful of her ass and roll my hips, stabbing into her harder, burying my cock inside her pussy at full force.

Her moans mixed with my groans and the sloppy sounds of her pussy are like music to my goddamn ears.

“Fuck, you like it hard?” I murmur, half surprised but also feeling smug.

“Yes…harder, Xander…”

“You’re a needy little slut, aren’t you?”

Her eyes flare, her mouth falling open. I smile, waiting for her to prove me wrong but knowing I’m right. Pressing my fingers to her clit, I keep my pace steady. Her body glistens with sweat, her hair clinging to her forehead. She’s close to her orgasm, I can fucking feel it in my bones.

But instead of pushing her over the edge, I stop.

“Xander.” With her brows knit, she searches my face. “Why did you stop?”

“I asked you a question.” Fuck, I’m liable to go over my own edge right now with the way her pussy throbs around me. “I’m not getting you off until you say it.”

I pull out and slide her legs off my shoulders, my eyes locked on hers the whole time.

Chest rising and falling quickly, she licks her bottom lip. “Ask me again.”

Inching forward, I tower over her, the crown of my cock teasing her entrance. “You like it when I fuck you hard?”

She nods and swallows thickly.

“Are you a needy little slut?”

Chin lifted, she holds my gaze. “Yes…but only for you.”

Grabbing her hips, I haul her to me, sinking my cock deep inside her pussy. I pound her greedy cunt, and she lifts her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. Her moans become louder, and the slapping sound of our bodies drives me into oblivion.

“Please, Xander,” she breathes, her back bowing off the mattress. Her pussy contracts, strangling me as she cries out and her body shudders underneath me.

“That’s it, Bella. Come for me.” I choke on my words, on the precipice of my own release.

With a hand wrapped around her throat, I capture her lips with mine, stifling her moans. It’s fucking everything. Waves of pleasure wash through me, making all my muscles flex. All the tension, all the anticipation, finally reaches its peak and erupts. I soar, sliding into an ocean of pure bliss.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” I cover her mouth with mine in a long, slow kiss.

Only when my lips feel numb do I move away. Beneath me, Bella glistens with sweat, her chest still heaving, her hair a tangled mess on my pillow. Her eyes shimmer, and she’s all I want to look at.

“I’m tingly all over,” I confess. “This is the best way to wake up in the morning.”

She giggles and presses a hand to my face. “What time is it?”

“I have no clue. I just know I’ve never come so hard before.”

For a moment, she watches me in silence, biting her bottom lip. Then, abruptly, she rolls out of my bed and dashes out the door, throwing “I need to use the bathroom” over her shoulder.

I dispose of the condom and then sit with my back pressed to the headboard, wearing what I’m sure is a ridiculous grin.

When she returns, her naked body has me forgetting my fucking name. She has an hourglass figure, a narrow waist with a flat stomach and round hips that make my dick twitch even though I’ve come twice already. And don’t get me started on her fucking tits. But the most gorgeous thing about her is that genuine smile.

She climbs onto the bed and straddles my legs, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Ready for round two? Or three, in your case?” She cocks an eyebrow at me, wiggling her fit ass over my dick.

Hell yes, I want her again.

For a moment, we just stare at each other, totally lost in our own bubble of lust. After taking her once, I’ll do anything to have her at my mercy again. Touch her, fuck her, caress her skin. Pleasure her slowly, taking care of her and making her come over and over again.

Unraveling her is fucking liberating. Bella is irresistible, and I’m weak for her, ready to worship the ground she walks on.

Because that’s exactly what she deserves.