Page 65 of Love You Like This

“I’m sorry,” he says. “It happened before I could stop it.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not. I’ll be better next time.” He sits up and grabs the base of his cock, pulling it out and making sure the condom stays on.

“It was perfect.”

He snorts disbelievingly as he pulls the condom off and tosses it in the trash. “It was for me.”

“Glad to see you know what a trash can is for,” I tease, trying to lighten the mood.

He pauses and looks down at me. “Really? Naked beneath me and you want to start getting sassy?”

I smile up at him, pleased that my joking worked. At least I was until the mischievous look sparkles in his eyes. His hands are on me in seconds, immediately finding my most ticklish spot. I thrash in a fit of laughter as he sits over me, laughing as I twist and turn beneath him.

“Stop,” I say breathlessly in between giggles.

He does immediately. As we catch our breath, he looks down at me, watching as my chest lifts and expands with each breath. His smile fades into a serious expression.

“Hand me that pillow?” He points at the one beside me.

I look at him quizzically when I hand it off to him.

“Lift your hips.”

“Why?” I ask even as I do what he asks.

“It’s your turn to come.”

He slips the pillow under me and settles between my legs. My aching pussy clenches when he presses a soft kiss to the inside of my thigh. He spreads me open with his fingers and looks up at me, his hair a mess and desire swimming darkly in his eyes.

“You don’t have to do—” my words are cut off with a gasp as his mouth presses against my center.

All thoughts fly from my head as he drags his tongue up and down my slit. Pleasure rockets through me when his tongue grazes my clit. He uses his piercing to circle the nub over and over. I reach down and grip his hair, pulling him closer. He moans against me as my hips rock against his face.

His fingers slide inside me while his other arm hooks around my thigh, holding me as close as he can. Heat gathers from the base of my spine down the back of my thighs as he uses his mouth to bring me to the edge. He hooks his fingers, finding the spot inside me that makes my body quake in pleasure.

He groans against me as my thighs clench around his head. I cry out as the orgasm rocks through me. My body trembles with each wave of pleasure. He keeps working me through each tremor and quake of my body.

As I fall still and drop my legs to the side, he looks up at me with a satisfied smile on his face. His lips are coated with my release. He makes a show of licking them clean.

“You look proud of yourself,” I say as he crawls up and collapses beside me.

“I am. Did I make up for coming first?”

“Yes,” I laugh. “You didn’t have to do that.”

He looks over at me, serious this time. “Yes, I did. I can’t wait to do it again.”

Twenty-Five

XANDER

Fifteen years earlier

Sun beats down on us as I drive Jade to my favorite surf spot. Strands of her hair fly free from the braid she quickly wove it into as we left the house. I can’t help sneaking glances every possible chance I get.

Getting her alone since both Dad and Suzette came back from their trips has been a nightmare. We’ve fucked all over the house, hiding from them. Sneaking into each other’s rooms and holding our hands over each other’s mouths to muffle our moans. The worst part is not sleeping beside her, though. There’s nothing harder than letting her go or crawling out of her bed before we fall asleep. I’m obsessed with the way she curls herself around me, like leaving causes her physical pain.