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Kiera
Kiera’s lipsmet Xander’s and her entire body ignited. She leaned forward, standing on her tiptoes and threading the fingers of her free hand through his long, thick hair. He returned voraciously hungry kisses, leaving no doubt in her mind that what was happening between them was more than mere lust. The thought of caring that deeply for him filled her with fear for a split second. She started to pull away, gasping for breath. Xander pressed his palm against her lower back, holding her tight against his lean, chiseled abdomen and thick erection. His heartbeat thrummed on her torso, and the insistent throbbing between her legs intensified.
The sensation of Xander’s firm hand on her back strengthened her resolve. She was not leaving his cabin until she discovered exactly what she had been missing. Squeezing her eyes shut, she bit his lower lip, pulling it gently between her teeth. Xander groaned, lifting a hand into her hair and deepening into the kiss. The way he touched and tasted her was hot and primal. He dipped his tongue deeper into her mouth, making her hope he would take her body that way, with hard, sure, masterful strokes. She was lightheaded and giddy from the pressure of his manhood, solid against her stomach. Tilting her hips, she hoped for relief for her aching core. His hand at her back tightened. A moment later, he lifted and spun her sideways, lowering her to the bed. With his weight on top of her now, his lower body was as hot as fire against her skin. She could not move around much if she tried, but already loved the sensation.
Supporting most of his weight with his one hand, Xander lifted up off her. His eyes raked down her body, groaning as his other hand found the seam of her panties. He slid them slowly down her legs, and flung them off the side of the bed. She followed their flight path across the room to somewhere in the middle of the kitchen, briefly amused until she returned her attention to the intensity on Xander’s face. His palm gripped her hips, and when he joined his mouth to hers again, she was consumed with need again.
Kiera whimpered as his fingers inched up the side of her body. His thumbs moved in leisurely, deliberate circles as he gently wandered across her stomach and up along her midline. He lingered at her cleavage, teasing the tops of her breasts with his touch until her hips moved all on their own, ready for more. His lips stretched into a smile, and she tilted her head up to keep the firm, tight contact. He took the hint and claimed her mouth, but only for a moment.
Xander tasted the skin along her jawline, moving his attention to her ear, nipping her lobe between his teeth. Tingles enveloped Kiera’s body. She moved her hips for more contact with his hardness, showing him with her body what she wanted. He made his way down from her ear to neck, biting, licking and sucking her skin. Every touch of his lips, tongue and teeth sent a thrill shooting straight to her core. Urgent need and delicious pleasure all balled up into one. Soon, he was at the tops of her breasts. He traced a finger down one shoulder while his tongue teased each nipple, one by one. She was aching, going mad, ready to beg him to take her. Xander blew hot breaths on one hardened peak, then the other, and she was sure a plea would escape her lips. He moved a hand over the other breast, palming it as he gently rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Kiera was out of her mind. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and Xander shot her a look from his spot, seeming to smile with playful satisfaction at the effect he had on her.
He was enjoying this torture he inflicted.
But then again, she was loving it too.
Whimpering, she arched up to him, rubbing her center along his shaft, taking some of what she needed as he delivered what was sure to be the best night of her life. He lowered his mouth to her other nipple, pulling it between his teeth. Kiera groaned with pleasure. If he kept this up, she would hit her peak long before he got inside of her. Already, her hips were fatigued, muscles threatening to seize.
She could barely move, and when she slumped into the bed from the first wave of exhaustion, Xander lifted some of his weight off her, spreading her legs to wedge his body in tighter without breaking contact from her breast. He drew her nipple into his mouth with long, enthusiastic tugs, lighting her on fire. God, she wanted more. Right this instant. Gripping his big broad shoulders, she stiffened her body against his.
Xander let out a deep, low, rumble of a chuckle from the back of his throat. He lifted his head from her breasts, staring up into her eyes. “We have all night, sexy. I won’t rush, because you deserve the best. I will make your first time memorable, and then I’ll do it all over again.” He kissed her collarbone. “And again.”
His dark eyes seemed to pierce into her mind, sharing one focused assertion.
He knew exactly what she needed.
Claiming her mouth again, his hips began to grind against her. They both moaned when her fingers dug into his shoulders. Waves of pleasure overtook her core with every movement of his hips. She could not imagine how much better it would be when he finally took her completely. She did not want to wait, but God, she was sure Xander knew what he was doing.
As though reading her mind, Xander’s hand skimmed down her side, coming to rest under one hip and gripping her ass cheek. The throb in her core mounted. He slid his hand between her legs from behind, gripping her thighs as he continued to grind on her center. Taking a path down her midline, he kissed the top of her cleavage, between her breasts, down her stomach. He paused for a short time at her mound, then lower still to her hood, and his tongue found her tender, aching bud. She was panting, so close that as soon as his mouth clamped around her bud, she was swept away by a powerful wave of bliss that had her legs shaking and her insides tightening as she came.
Xander tore his mouth from her skin, and his hips moved in between her legs again. He positioned himself at her opening, but before he entered her, he rolled them both to one side until he had her on top with her legs straddling his hips. He grabbed her ass and lifted her up slightly to position himself, then he stopped. Running his hands through her hair, he lowered her head down to his forehead. “Take as much of me as you need,” he whispered in her ear.
He looked up at her face, nodding, handing control over to her, probably to be sure she was ready to take the next step.
Oh yes.
She was ready, all right.
Holding on to his thick, strong, biceps, Kiera rolled her hips, slowly lowering down his length, a fragment of an inch at a time. He took one nipple into his mouth, then the next, setting off another flood of pleasure through her body. She was out of control again, grinding against his groin until he was completely inside her.
The sensation of his length was incredible, filling her up, fitting so snugly that she could burst. He did not move his hips one inch, but his fingers dug into her hips, waiting for her to move when she was ready. Xander kissed along her neck, and she couldn’t resist moving up and down, building up to a pace that drove her mad yet filled her with pleasure she never knew was possible. With every stroke, her insides felt like fire, and her tender bud was teased over and over again by the coarse hair at his base and lower stomach. She sped up, moving frantically until the tip of his staff made contact with a spot somewhere deep inside her, causing her inner walls to tighten and pulse around him. Throwing her head back, she shut her eyes tight as another, more intense wave of decadent pleasure hit her hard.
Xander took her mouth, parting her lips for a deep kiss as she flew over the edge. She could hardly think now, but intuitively knew he had been holding back. He did not want to hurt her as it was her first time, and even now as she pulled from his kiss and collapsed on his chest from sheer exhaustion, he caressed her back and ran his hand through her hair.
After a few minutes, her contented body was still buzzing. She pulled apart from him and relaxed beside him. He pulled the bedsheets up their bodies and held her close, until she drifted off.
