She swallowed. God, his voice was enough to make her panties wet, and her nipples throb. She shook her head. “No.”
“Because I’m going to be on and in you until we’re both sore and can barely walk.”
“Oh.” Her gaze went over the part of his chest she could see. He’d only been able to unbutton three of them before he stopped, but what she saw made her mouth water.
“Is that ‘oh’ good or bad?” he asked.
“I understand what you’re saying. I’ve had sex before, but I don’t think it was as intense as you’re making it sound.”
“Because very few men are like me, baby. I’d never hurt you, but I will push your limits sometimes.”
She knew this was one of those take-it-or-leave-it times in life. She felt that pushing too much wouldn’t end well for her, especially if she wanted him in her life.
“I think I can handle anything you throw at me.”
She hoped she sounded more confident than she was feeling. The breath stuck in her throat when he started to unbutton his shirt again.
“Be very sure.”
“I’m sure.”
He picked her up. “Which one is your bedroom?”
She pointed and then wrapped her arms around his neck.
He set her on the mattress before pulling off his shirt and hers. He got rid of the rest of her clothes and then stood back.
“Jesus, babe. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She could feel herself blush and knew he saw it, but thankfully, he didn’t comment on it.
Her thoughts splintered in her head when he started pulling off his pants. God, he was beautiful. He was tan all over and looked like he had lifted weights, but he didn’t look like a bodybuilder. He had a patch of dark hair on his chest and a small line running down his stomach and into his boxers. He was so handsome she could have stared at him forever.
She could feel her body burning up inside and was already close to begging him, but she didn’t want to look pathetic the first time they had sex.
Chapter Eleven
Xavier laid down beside her, cupped her cheek, dropped his head, and pressed his lips to hers. Hell, she was the sweetest, softest woman, and she was his.
He knew there would be some adjusting for both of them because she wasn’t used to being dominated, and he wasn’t used to small soft women.
His hand slid over every inch of her body as his mouth devoured hers. He couldn’t get enough of her taste. His lips slid down her neck until he reached her breasts. She yelped when he took the first nipple into his mouth and sucked and tormented it until it was red and hard. He went back and forth between the two until she was withering under him.
“Xavier,” she whimpered and tried to get him to move back up.
“Oh, no. You gave yourself to me, and I want to taste every part of you.”
He wrestled apart her legs, chuckling when she tried to deny him. When he had enough space to fit his shoulders, he got comfortable. He pulled her cunt lips apart and swiped his tongue up and around her clit.
She stiffened and cried out.
“Have you ever had someone eat you out?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“You’ll get used to it, baby. You’ll have to because I’m already becoming obsessed with your taste.”
“Let’s see how you take one of my fingers in you.” He had to work it into her, but he could tell she was as needy and desperate as he was. “Jesus, you’re so fucking tight.”