When he finally entered her fully, the pain Reanna had expected didn’t come. She felt herself being stretched to accommodate his size, but the sensation of being filled so completely outweighed all else.
“Are you okay?” he whispered into her ear.
“Oh, yes,” she said with a gasp.
His thrusts were deep and sure, and with each one, Reanna welcomed him with more confidence. She thrust her hips upward to meet him each time. As his pace increased another wave of warmth spread through her body, slowly washing over her, filling her with tingling pleasure.
“I think I just came,” she said between kisses.
He made it sound akin to a growl, and said, “Think? Luckily, I’m nowhere near done.”
He brought a hand down between them and with his thumb he rapidly stroked her nub as he continued to thrust deeply into her. The sensations she had felt earlier were intensified tenfold, and she began to thrash back and forth, giving herself completely to the orgasm. As she cried out in pleasure, he came inside her with one final deep thrust.
Oh, that’s an orgasm. Whoa.
He withdrew and held her as they both slowly came back to earth. Reanna closed her eyes and hugged him tightly. Never had she imagined sex could be that way. Nor had she imagined a man like Xander would care so much about her pleasure. Nothing could be that good and be real. If I’m lying somewhere in a coma and this is just a hallucination, please don’t wake me.
He kissed her forehead and hugged her more snuggly to his side. “Eventually you’ll have to open your eyes.”
She laid a hand on the center of his muscular chest, loving how his heart was still coming back down to a regular beat. She shook her head and kissed the arm her head was resting on. “What if you’re not real?”
He took her chin in one of his hands and raised it so he could kiss her lips lightly. “I am very real. I assure you. And I’m not going anywhere.”
Reanna opened her eyes and caught him smiling at her. “I’m sure the women you’re usually with say something witty right about now.”
He traced a thumb across her parted lips. “The only woman who matters to me is you, Reanna.”
He couldn’t mean that, could he? “What do we do now?”
He kissed her upturned nose. “We shower.”
She looked down at the pink evidence of her virginity on his still firm cock. His bare, condom-free, cock. “Oh my God. We didn’t use any kind of protection. I’m not on the pill. Shit.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Xander assured her.
Reanna flapped an arm in agitation. “What do you mean it doesn’t matter? Of course it matters. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. We just did something I can’t believe I would do with someone I just met yesterday. And we did nothing to prevent a baby or anything communicable. I am way too educated to make this kind of stupid, stupid mistake.”
“I’ve always been very careful, but with you I don’t need to be.” He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, completely disregarding the fact she was squirming. He turned on the water without putting her down.
His words confused her. “What do you mean you don’t have to be careful with me?”
“We will talk about this, Reanna, but not now.” He held her just close enough to the spray of the still cool water that she shrieked.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I absolutely would, unless you stop fighting me. I want to enjoy our first shower together.”
Reanna settled down in his arms but glowered up at him. “You’re very bossy.”
He didn’t look bothered by her judgment. Instead he gave her a roguish smirk. “I may have been overindulged as a child. I do like to get my way.”
“And you’re proud of that?” Reanna countered.
He tested the water with one hand, and decided to wait another moment before stepping into the shower with her. “I am who I am, Reanna. If you cannot imagine yourself with a man like me, say it now.”
She studied his face closely. “That sounds as though we’re in a relationship. Are we? Can we be after one day together? I don’t know anything about you.” He stepped into the warm shower and lowered her to her feet beside him. She looked down at his once again fully excited cock. She waved a nervous hand in the direction of his crotch. “Well, besides that.” He picked up the soap and began to wash her. Fighting to remember what she was worried about, Reanna grabbed one of his soapy hands and held it. “You can’t just ignore my questions.” She closed her eyes with pleasure as his other hand began to intimately wash her sex. “Stop it. I can’t think straight when you do that.”
He continued stroking her and Reanna clung to his wet shoulders. “Then don’t think, Reanna. Enjoy.”
“But what about . . .?”
“I want you again. Now.” He took her hand and wrapped it around his throbbing shaft. “I understand this is new to you. If I had my choice, I would take things slower. I told myself I would wait, but you were too tempting.”
Reanna shivered with desire. Common sense battled and lost to the passion already building again within her. She stroked his cock and looked up into his eyes. People had casual sex all the time and survived. Maybe he was right; she was cheating herself by not letting herself go and simply enjoying it.
Xander’s soapy hands were everywhere on her. She didn’t want to think anymore. She wanted this. And more of what they’d done earlier. And maybe a few other things she’d heard about but had never imagined herself doing.
Xander made her want to say yes to everything.
He turned her so her back was against the wall of the shower. She moaned as he kissed her deeply, claiming her mouth with an expertise that had her sagging against him. He lifted her off her feet, and lowered her slowly down onto him. Reanna clung to him as he thrust upward into her. They were beneath the warm spray of the shower, their bodies slick from the steam and soap.
Reanna cried out his name as some of his gentleness dropped away, and their mating became wild and urgent. He pounded into her, and she met his thrusts eagerly. If tomorrow brought consequences of what they did that day, she decided she was going to have enjoyed every single moment of earning them.
He took one of her nipples between his teeth. Pleasure mixed with pain, and Reanna dug her nails into his back. The action drove him wilder, and his thrusts became even more powerful. Reanna wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and opened herself wider to him. He kissed her neck hotly, nipping at the lobe of her ear. As he caressed her, there was a proprietary feel to him. This time she was his for the taking, and she loved every moment of being claimed by him.
When the first crest of a mind-shattering orgasm shuddered through her, he joined her, thrusting deeply one or two more times before relaxing against her, resting his head on her bare breasts. A few moments later he lowered her to her feet and said, “There is no reason for you to ever look down, Reanna. You are an amazing woman. I am going to enjoy watching you blossom.”
“Blossom?” Reanna asked, once again feeling like she had stepped into an alternate universe. “I don’t understand.”
He stepped out of the shower and toweled off, then wrapped the towel around his waist. He turned off the water and held out a second towel in front of him. “Come. I will dry you.” Reanna stood before him as he tenderly wiped the water off her, even blotted her hair with the towel before he wrapped it around her. “Let’s go to bed. I want to wake up with you in my arms. Morning sex always puts me in a good mood.”
Still in a haze, satisfied from what they had shared, Reanna led the way back to her bed. She slid beneath the sheets and moved over so he could join her. Tucked against his side, she whispered, “You can stay. But only one night.”
He chuckled and embraced her tighter. She was beginning to think he would stay exactly as long as he wanted to. The scariest part for Reanna was the realization that she was more than okay with that.
Maybe I can be this person.
