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Xander

R ain is still snickering when we enter the hallway.

“That funny, huh?” I ask, amused.

Rain loops her arm through mine, eyes dancing. “Sorry, Hotshot. That was funny as hell.”

I pull her close, pressing a kiss to her temple. I chuckle—yeah, it was funny.

Once we’re in my room, I give her a quick peck on her lips. “I’m going to take a quick shower. I’ ll be right back.”

As I walk into the bathroom, I strip off my clothes and turn on the water. After testing the temp, I get in and let the water hit my foot first.

I hear the shower door open.

When I turn and open my eyes, I nearly forget how to breathe.

Rain.

Her long, wavy hair is down, covering her perky tits. She’s fully naked, save for a delicate trail of red hair leading down to her slit.

Holy shit. Rain MacAllister is going to be the death of me.

We haven’t had sex yet—not fully—but I’ve gone down on her more times than I can count, and she’s given me plenty of handjobs. And the more she does them, the more her confidence grows.

Rain doesn’t speak. Just drops down in front of me.

I swallow hard. “Babe, what are you doing?”

She licks the tip of my cock, and I groan.

“Rain,” I breathe, like a prayer.

“Shhhh,” she whispers, wrapping her fingers around my shaft, licking my head again.

“Babe, I fucking love what you’re doing, but you don’t have to—” I say as I gently pull her head off my dick. My cock jerks in response, clearly mad that I took those juicy lips away.

“Xander, I want to do this. Let me.”

Those two beautiful gray eyes—lusty, confident, sure—stare up at me. I nod.

She takes me into her mouth.

“Fuck, Cherry.”

I brace myself against the tile. My knees feel like they’re seconds from giving out. Her lips slide down my length, taking me a little deeper each time. When I hit the back of her throat, I gasp. I want to thrust hard into her, but this is her first time giving head—I want her to set the pace.

She pauses there for a few beats, her chest rising and falling fast. I caress her cheek.

She pulls back just enough to say, “I wanted to see if Gigantor would fit into my mouth—and it does.”

I cackle. “Gigantor?”

“Xander, your cock is ginormous,” she says, matter-of-factly.

I shake my head, laughing. “You’re too much. And I love it. I love you .”

She winks at me and goes back to work. Her hand pumps while her mouth works magic—hot, wet, tight. Once my dick is where she wants it, she moves her head back and forth.

I let out a deep guttural moan and tangle my fingers in her hair.

She grips my ass and picks up speed. I’m not going to last much longer. The sight of her kneeling there, her gorgeous freckles wet and glowing, nipples hard, mouth full of me —

“I’m going to come,” I pant, trying to ease her off.

But she doesn’t stop.

One hand massages my balls, and that’s it—I lose all control.

My orgasm hits like a freight train. I grunt and brace myself against the wall as I spill into her mouth. She doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t pull away. Just keeps going until I’m completely drained.

“Fuck, Cherry,” I breathe, finally able to speak.

She chuckles. “That good, huh?”

I laugh, breathless. She’s throwing my own words back at me—and she’s right.

“You have no idea.”

I help her to her feet and kiss her deeply, tasting my cum on her lips. My cock jerks to life again. I’m already ready for round two.

“Thank you,” I whisper against her mouth.

She cradles my face in both hands. “I love you, Xander.”

I kiss her again, taking my time, exploring her lips like it’s the very first time.

“I love you too, Rain Melody.”

She huffs at the use of her middle name, and I nibble her bottom lip in reply.

“Let me wash you,” I murmur, grabbing her body soap, “and then we can get out of here.”

I take my time, running the suds over every inch of her skin. When I reach her tits, I linger—kissing and kneading— before I kneel to eat her pussy, worshiping her with my mouth until she’s trembling under the spray.

Once we’re clean and ready for round two, we step out of the shower. I towel off quickly but pause when I notice Rain biting her thumbnail, her eyes slightly unfocused.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, looping the towel around my waist and stepping closer to place my hands on her hips.

She gives me a sheepish smile. “It’s just that I’ve been thinking… I’m ready.”

I look at her, not quite understanding.

She rolls her eyes, huffing. “You’re going to make me spell it out for you, huh?”

I grin, amused.

“I want you inside me,” she says plainly. Then, with a dramatic flair, “I want Gigantor inside me.”

I bark out a laugh. I know I shouldn’t—it’s a big moment— but that nickname is just hilarious. Still, I sober up quickly. This is important.

“Are you sure, Cherry? We’re in no rush,” I say gently, watching her closely.

She nods, steady. “I am. You’re my true love, Xander. I want you.”

That’s all I need.

In one swift motion, I scoop her off the floor, and she whoops in delight.

I carry her to the bed, tossing our towels aside. She’s smiling, anticipation lighting up her face.

“I’m going to start slow,” I murmur, reaching for the nightstand—only to curse under my breath.

Rain sits up immediately. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t have a condom,” I admit, frustrated.

She meets my gaze calmly. “We don’t need one. I’m on the pill.”

I search her face. “The team tests us regularly, so I know I’m clean.”

“I haven’t been with anyone. I’m clean too.”

“Are you sure?”

A quick beat passes between us. Then she lies back, opening her legs.

Fuck .

“Yeah, okay,” I murmur, passing my tongue over my lips at the sight of her glistening pussy.

I crawl between her thighs, letting my body settle against hers. She releases a breath as our skin touches from chest to toes.

“You’ll tell me to stop if anything doesn’t feel right?” I say, voice low, needing her to know she’s in control.

“Yes, I promise,” she whispers. Then she lifts her head to kiss me, and just like that, the rest of the world fades away.

Our mouths move unhurried, like we’ve got forever. My forearm props me up while my free hand slides up over her chest, fingers teasing her nipples.

“Xander,” she groans, her voice edged with frustration. I pull back a little. “What is it, babe? ”

She narrows her eyes. “Xander, seriously. If you don’t get inside me right now, I might combust.”

Laughing, I lower my mouth to her perky nipple and suck gently, then harder. She bucks beneath me. I switch to her other breast, teasing and licking until her hips rise off the mattress.

And that’s my cue.

While she’s still riding the wave of pleasure, I slowly guide my cock inside her. Inch by inch, I sink into her pussy, my jaw clenching as her walls stretch to take me in.

Her eyes go wide—no pain, just surprise.

“You feel so good, baby girl,” I murmur against her skin. “All tight and wet for me.” I kiss a trail up her neck, over her jaw, and finally reach her lips.

I swallow her moans as I hit her G-spot, burying myself to the hilt. A deep breath leaves my chest, my jaw tight as I force myself to stay in control. She feels so damn good it’s almost too much. But this moment—this connection—is all about her.

“How are you doing, Cherry?” I ask, locking eyes with hers.

Her voice is soft, trembling. “I feel so full… stretched out… but I also feel complete.”

I kiss her again, sealing the moment as we become one. Her hands roam down my back and grip my ass, pulling me closer. I take the hint, rocking into her gently.

I start slow—just a few inches at a time— watching her face for any discomfort. But all I see is her pleasure. Her lips part, forming a perfect O. Her brows soften. So I push deeper, then pull out again. A smooth rhythm. A deepening connection.

Rain’s moans and her whispered pleas become a symphony I’m instantly addicted to. I breathe through my teeth, determined to stay focused. To give her everything.

“Xander,” she pants. “I’m ready for more.”

Without hesitation, I flip us gently, settling her on top.

“Ride me, Cherry,” I murmur. “Take what you need from me.”

Her hands brace on my chest as she sinks onto my cock. Her head falls back, a moan slipping past her lips, and I almost spill my cum. Almost.

Rain rolls her hips in tight circles, her movement slow, deliberate. It’s delicious torture—the kind that I never want to end.

Her hands shift to my shoulders, and her tits are at the perfect level for my mouth.

I lift my head and suck one nipple into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, then my teeth.

My hands grip her ass, guiding her, encouraging her to move faster, harder.

“Fuck, Xander,” she cries as her rhythm falters, her body quaking above mine.

I know she’s close.

I lift my head higher, capturing as much of her tit as I can, sucking harder.

She moans my name, and I watch her face transform with pure ecstasy.

That’s it. I let go, falling off the edge with her.

Rain collapses onto me, her body limp and warm and perfect. I wrap my arms around her and hold her there, letting the moment stretch between us.

“That was…” I trail off, not knowing how to describe what just happened.

She burrows deeper against my chest, her voice muffled and content. “That’s right, Hotshot. That was out of this world.”

I smile into her hair, tracing circles on her back as her breathing evens out, her body melting into mine.

There’s a conversation still waiting between us—about our future, about what comes next—but right now, I don’t want to think about any of it.

Right now, I just want to enjoy having her in my arms.

And memorize what it feels like to be completely whole.