Page 27 of My One & Goalie
“You taste so good.”
My face burns, heat rushing through me, from my core, to my belly, all the way up to my chest. My breathing’s coming in shallow pants as he licks and sucks. Swirling his tongue through my wet heat, my thighs fall further apart.
“That’s a good girl, spreading for me.”
His dirty words turn me on even more, the praise oozing over me like golden honey, warming me up from the inside. Plunging his tongue deep inside me, I writhe under his attention. His hands find my hips and grip me, holding me in place.
“Xander?”
“Yes?” The word’s muffled as he continues sucking, not breaking pace.
“I’ve never orgasmed this way before. I’m not sure I can.”
He pauses, lifting his head to look at me. “Really? No one’s ever made you come this way?”
I shake my head, face burning.
His lips tip up, a glint in his eyes. “Challenge accepted.”
Then he dips back down, lapping harder and faster. I giggle, the tightness in my chest melting away. Closing my eyes, I give into the sensations, letting him lick and suck, each movement inching me closer to ecstasy. Excitement pricks at my skin, building deep in my belly. Xander eases a finger inside me and my muscles contract. He adds another and starts pumping, still sucking hard on my clit.
The pressure’s enough to send me crashing over the edge. My body shakes as sparkly pleasure rolls over me in waves.
“Oh my god!” I cry, bucking against his mouth. My nails dig into his traps as I ride my release.
He chuckles, the throaty vibration humming against my skin. “I usually go by Xander…”
Swiping at his mouth, he crawls up beside me on the bed and strokes my cheek.
“That was good, baby girl. I knew you could do it.”
Blushing under his gaze, I’m suddenly self-conscious. I tug my dress down and Xander’s hand flies to my stomach.
“No.” He locks eyes with me. “You’re gorgeous and I want to see you. All of you. Besides, it’s totally unfair that I’m almost naked and you still have your clothes on. Come here.”
Reaching for my hands, he pulls me up gently.
“Arms up.”
I do as he says, lifting my arms over my head. The sweater dress inches up high on my thighs as I do so, the air cool on my heated skin. Xander eases the fabric up my torso, his palms moving beneath the cotton. Eventually, everything goes dark and he pulls the dress over my head, then drops it on the ground.
I feel exposed, sitting here in only my bra. But I risk a quick peek at him and notice the way he’s staring at me, his pupils blown wide with lust.
He reaches around, unhooking my bra with one hand. A real pro move. The satin falls away from my body and I’m fully naked before him.
“Fucking stunning.”
Smashing his mouth to mine in a smoldering kiss, I open to him and he shoves in roughly, urgently. His hands fly over my skin, caressing every inch of me, and I’m panting with need all over again.
I tug at the waistband of his briefs and he sheds the last bit of clothing without ever breaking the kiss. He presses me back down onto the bed, my head resting on the pillows, and then he straddles me.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, running my hand up and down the hard ridges of his abs.
He chuckles, the sound reverberating against my palm. “Thanks. I’ve put in a lot of gym time. It’s nice someone appreciates it.”
“I do.”
Brushing my hair from my face, Xander claims my lips in a bruising kiss. All my doubts, hesitations, insecurities fly away in that moment with him.