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“I’m sorry for this…” He kisses a line along my jaw, then down to my throat. Then he hits the button that sends the seat moving back. “I kept telling myself I should wait…”

A gentle suck on my skin turns my nipples into points that chafe against the inside of my bra. I close my eyes, letting my head loll back to give him better access to my neck.

“I was worried I’d fail you if I let it happen again, but I can’t resist you.

How you talk back, how confident you are…

it’s such a fucking turn-on.” He grips my hips and grinds my center over his erection, sending stars dancing in my vision.

“You were perfect for me then, but now I can’t find the right words to describe how you make me feel.

I’m even more obsessed with you than I was before. ”

“You have no idea how wet I am right now.” I suck his earlobe into my mouth and bite down, drawing out a groan. “My pussy is dripping, Xander…for you?—”

He yanks me back by my hair and covers my mouth with his, shutting me up before he slaps my ass hard.

The heat in my core ignites, a fire raging inside me.

I’ve always loved being on top. I’ve never felt more powerful.

I’ve never been more in control. Xander has incredible stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm as many times as I can handle.

He’s confident and capable in every aspect of his life, including in the bedroom.

So it’s overwhelming to know he’ll gladly give me control, that he’s ready to surrender to my needs and desires.

“Babe, your skirt is in the way.” He cuffs the back of my neck and presses his forehead to mine. “I’m about to tear it apart.”

“It’s just a skirt,” I murmur.

When his eyes go wide, a thrill courses through me.

I lower a hand to his waistband and free him from the confines of his pants.

Is it strange that I missed his dick? Probably, but I don’t care.

I missed his dick, his legs, his muscular ass, his tattooed chest and back.

His strong arms and long fingers, his ears, his nose, his beautiful eyes and his kissable, fascinating mouth.

I missed every inch of his body, just like I missed his soul and his heart.

He’s mine.

“Your hand around my dick feels a thousand times better than mine does.”

I give his head a squeeze, adding the roughness I know he likes, then work his shaft. “My fingers, my magic wand, and my dildo have never failed me. They’re always there when I need help loosening the tension,” I tease him.

“I’m not sure we’ll need your dildo much anymore.” He slips a hand under my skirt and grips one globe of my ass. “But we can totally find a way to use your wand.”

“My dildo and I have become very close over the last year. I’m not sure I want to betray it like that.”

“I’ll make sure your pussy forgets all the nights you spent fucking yourself with it. Your cunt will be begging for my dick and my dick only?—”

I quicken my strokes, and just as I’d hoped, his words are cut off by a groan as his eyes roll back. When he thrusts upward, I immediately slow my movements, then stop altogether.

“Babe,” he grits out, “why did you stop?”

“Because my pussy…” I plant my knees on either side of his lap and tug at my skirt. The slit tears farther up my leg as I do. Ignoring that, I move my panties to the side and slide down his shaft. “Is begging for your cock already.”

“Jesus Christ, Bella. You feel so good. So warm and wet… I’m in fucking heaven. I want to stay here forever.” He grasps my tee and tears it over my head. “Your tits…I fucking dreamed of them almost every night, about your hard nipples and how sweet your moans are when I use my tongue…”

He pushes down my bra and sucks a nipple into his mouth.

The moan he loves so much immediately escapes me. Every caress brings me closer to orgasm.

“I want your tongue on my nipples, your teeth on my skin… Please, Xander…”

I don’t need to tell him twice. Truth be told, I don’t even need to tell him once. He knows me like the back of his hand, and he never fails to satisfy me.

Head tossed back, I sink deeper and rotate my hips.

The lacy fabric of my panties between my clit and his pelvic bone only adds to the sensation.

Already, I’m on the precipice. The world has disappeared.

We’re in our own bubble, a place where nothing exists but us.

The familiarity of the sensation is galvanizing and intoxicating.

Our blood is flooded with passion in its purest form, intensifying under our skin and setting our bodies on fire, just like it always has.

“I’m gonna come… Oh God, Xander… I’m gonna come…”

The sound of a sharp slap is immediately followed by a sting, and a loud moan.

The mixture of pleasure and pain, the mental image of his handprint on my ass, sends me over the fucking edge.

Seeking his lips, I silence my screams, my body shuddering and my toes curling.

Waves of pleasure ripple through me, clouding my mind and filling me with ecstasy.

He hurtles into oblivion with me. Once the pulsing of his cock subsides, he sucks in a haggard breath. “Bella, damn… I’m so fucking happy. I can’t remember the last time I felt like this…”

“Me too,” I murmur, stroking his neck with my fingertips. “Just don’t think?—”

“Don’t think this changes anything? That it means we’re together?” he taunts. “I know you’re not ready. But this is another step on the road to our future. To you and me together again. The way we’re meant to be.”

“Maybe.” I sneak my fingers into his hair, scraping his scalp with my nails. He closes his eyes, almost purring with satisfaction.

My vision is clear again. The world finally comes back into focus, and when I look around, I snort. “Misty windows and rain outside.”

“Do you want to go home?” The hope in his voice makes my lips stretch into a big smile.

I bring my mouth close to his, but I don’t let our lips make contact. “No. I want to stay with you a bit longer.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Well then…” He props himself on his elbow, sitting up straight and cradling me in his arms. Then, somehow, I’m sprawled out in the backseat, and he’s hovering over me. “That gives me time to make you come a few more times.”

“Sounds like a solid plan.” I lick my lips.

His eyes drop to my mouth. It definitely looks like we’re done talking, at least for a little while.

“Can you bend me over this seat and fuck me from behind?”

His eyes sparkle as he slides his hands down to my butt and pinches. “Whatever you want. For you, I’ll do anything.”

With that, he flips me over and helps me steady myself on my knees.

He presses a hand to the small of my back, guiding my head down, then slides inside me with an animalistic growl.

And then he’s thrusting into me, chasing away all thoughts that don’t involve him and his dick.

For now, I allow myself to be with the man I love. I’ll worry about the rest later.