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My throat works hard with a tight swallow. The mental image of him in the shower—or, Christ, at work—jerking himself off while he thought about me, fantasized about me, makes my belly tighten with desire. Fuck. I thought I was the only one who couldn’t get him out of my mind.
Knowing I had the same effect on him that he had on me… Knowing he fantasized about me so much… It turns me on, more than I could have imagined.
Especially when he gives a last sharp tug, and pushes my jean skirt up around my hips entirely. It leaves me bare in the chilly air of the cabin bathroom, where the space is so limited, I’m crushed up between the sink and Xander’s body. I tilt toward him, press myself against him, and smile when I feel how hard he is—thick enough I can feel him even through his jeans.
I reach for the clasp, but he stops my hands with his, his fingers fitting all the way around my narrow wrists.
“Hungry girl, aren’t you?” he asks with a wicked grin, as he transfers both of my hands into one of his. He raises my arms up over my head, holding both my wrists in one large, strong hand. He pins me back against the mirror and my back arches as I tilt my face up toward his.
He claims my mouth in a hot, hard kiss, his tongue sliding between my lips, insistent, invading. I relax into his grasp, let him take control. With his free hand, he reaches down to grip my hips and hoists me onto the sink counter of the narrow room.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispers against my mouth, so close his lips move against mine as he speaks.
“I want you,” I pant, my breath already coming harder and faster, especially when his arm around my waist drops lower. His finger rests on just next to my pussy, and he strokes, lightly, up and down my lips. He’s teasing me, I realize.
I swallow hard, and he just arches an eyebrow, patient. Like he’s waiting for more.
I lick my lips and enjoy the way his gaze drops to follow the path of my tongue. At least I know that for all his poise and teasing, I drive him as wild as he drives me. “I want you to fuck me,” I whisper this time. “Right here, right now. I don’t care who hears.”
His grin is back, wider than ever. “Your wish is my command, my dirty girl,” he responds and his fingertips find me almost immediately, his warm, thick palm spread across my mound and his fingers spreading my pussy lips, exploring my slit.
“I love how wet you get when you think about me,” Xander murmurs, stroking me slowly, back and forth, teasing around my entrance.
I shift along the countertop, trying to push my hips forward, to arch up against his hand. The heel of his palm presses against my clit, and when I rock back and forth, it rubs against me, making a little moan of pleasure escape my lips.
He pulls his hand away, and my moan shifts into a mewl of protest.
He just smiles. “So eager. Maybe if you beg nicely, I’ll give you what you want.”
My eyes flare with heat. Beg. He wants me to beg. The corner of his mouth curls up in a smile, and I war with myself internally. This feels hot as hell. But I also want to win this little contest of wills. So I clamp my mouth shut and lean back against the mirror, my hands still pinned over my head by his hand, feigning nonchalance. “Make it worth my while,” I respond, and he actually laughs aloud at that, under his breath.
“You’ve got spirit too. I like that.” He winks. Then, without warning, he reaches down and undoes his jeans.
My eyes widen when they drop to the floor, and he pushes his boxers straight after them. Fuck. I forgot how thick his cock is. With my hands pinned, I can’t reach for him, but I drink him in with my eyes. The thick fat tip of his cock, the veins that stand out along the sides. It’s as fat as my fist, and I already know how fucking good it feels when he thrusts it inside me. When he fills my pussy so completely.
My breath hitches as he steps between my thighs, the tip of his cock poised at the edge of my pussy lips. Still watching me, those gray eyes of his never leaving my face, he grips the shaft of his cock and starts to trace around my lips. Up one edge and down the other, then dipping the spongy tip of his cock between my lips to gather the juices collected there, to coat himself.
