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Powerfully.

Deeply.

Satisfyingly.

He fills me so perfectly.

It’s like we’re made for each other in every way possible.

My body tingles all over as he kisses my neck, his teeth grazing my skin as he forcefully thrusts inside of me. The energy surging through the room is palpable. It’s flowing through us, igniting the room, and I’m burning with fire. There’s no denying that what Xander and I have is more than just an attraction—our connection isn’t just physical. Sure, that’s part of it, but when wejoin like this, the bond is solid.

We’re meant to be together.

I can feel it right down to the very essence of me.

He thrusts again, the cushions of the sofa dipping like soft sponges as we rock together. Xander means so much to me, and as such, my body reacts to him like he’s my lifeline. He drives again, so hard and fast it sends a shockwave through my very core, making my back arch off the sofa. My fingers clench into his back as I dig into his skin. My breathing is rushed and harsh while I pant ferociously to catch my breath. My skin riddles in a fine mist of sweat before flashing lights start to dance behind my eyes. He thrusts again, and it’s all I need for him to send me over the edge.

Fireworks explode like the Fourth of July, sending a wave of pleasure over me.

“Xander, God, yes,” I blurt out as my pussy clamps around his cock.

His muscles tense when he stills, his balls pulling up as his hot cum explodes inside of me. We pant as his body collapses on top of mine. He supports his weight, but only slightly before his head sits in the nook of my shoulder.

“Jesus, Tomi, you kill me.” He slowly shifts to lie on the inside of the sofa beside me, and I smile, thinking that we’re going to cuddle.

“In a good way, I hope?” I murmur as he slides in, wrapping his arm over my stomach.

“Oh yeah, in the best possible way.” He leans in, gently kissing my shoulder. I slowly close my eyes, relaxing and taking in this moment.

One thing I quickly realize and know for sure—if we’re going to keep having bareback sex, I need to get my contraception in working order and fast.

Chapter Twelve

TOMI

My first time at Xander’s place? I never imagined it would be like this.

Incredible hot sofa sex in a penthouse apartment.

I have so many questions.

I can’t help but feel like even though I just had a crazy, intense moment with Xander, another one of a different variety might be on its way. I need to know what’s going on. I need to know more, and I want to know it now. This not knowing anything about his life, makes me batshit crazy.

Sitting up on the sofa, he follows me and gazes into my eyes. He understands where this is heading before I even start.

Licking my lips, tasting him on me, it’s like a rush all over again.

But I need to focus.

I need answers.

Staring him in his eyes, I stand firm. “Xander… who are you?”

He exhales, standing, then pulls up his pants as he heads toward an opening for another room. “We need some drinks for this discussion. I’ll be right back. You relax. Don’t go anywhere.”

I stifle a laugh. “I’m half-naked. Where am I gonna go?”

He winks at me, then walks out as I take in a deep breath, then turn, finally taking in the sights of his living room. There’s a giant, and I meangianttelevision on the wall, and when I say giant, I mean massive. Enormous. Gargantuan. There are shelves with books, ornaments, and the like. Then there’s a wall with a few plaques.What’s that about?I stand, pulling up my jeans and walking barefoot over the plushest carpet toward the wall.

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