Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 62811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“We’re wet,” she said, her voice husky. “And I don’t mean like that.”
He chuckled and forced himself to roll over and out of the bed to grab towels from the bathroom. He passed one to her, and while he dried off, she squeezed the water from her hair and patted down the rest of her body, too.
“Want to shower again?” she asked him.
“Depends. Was that it for the night?” Because having had her once, he wasn’t nearly finished. He slid his gaze over her naked body and watched as her nipples tightened in reaction. He hoped he could take that as a no.
She raised one delicate shoulder. “I’m up for more. Just one requirement.”
“What’s that?”
“A dry bed,” she said with the sexy smile he adored.
Leaning over, he picked her up once more, this time in a fireman hold. She squealed as one of his hands covered her ass, and he headed to his room, where they could continue what they’d started.
* * *
Sasha woke up, and though the bed was unfamiliar, the warm body wrapped around hers wasn’t. She closed her eyes and savored the moment with Xander. Last night had been hot and fun. They’d enjoyed each other, which she had to admit brought a new element to their old relationship. He’d been so serious when she’d known him last, and she understood that had been because he’d recently come home from Afghanistan and was still adjusting when he’d found success in his career.
The pressure on both of them in Los Angeles had been intense and their time together was passionate. She liked this newer lighter side of him she’d seen with his family and again last night. Meanwhile, her body ached, reminding her of how many orgasms she’d had and how late they’d finally fallen asleep.
Pushing at the back of her mind was the fact that tomorrow she returned to work, to a hotel, to the life that Xander wanted no part of. Ironic given his backstage presence on set, but she understood him well and knew what he needed to be at peace. Hollywood, travel, and red carpets weren’t it. She did not want to think about the future, not when there was still an entire day left before things between them had to change.
And she knew exactly how to start that day off right. Despite knowing Xander was a light sleeper, she pulled the covers down their bodies and slipped beneath his arm. He woke immediately, but she patted his chest and eased downward, making her intentions clear when she wrapped her hand around an erection that was already semi-hard.
She licked the head and he groaned, his hips lifting off the bed, and she continued, sucking him deep into her mouth.
“Fuck.” He wound his hand in her hair, and as she began to glide her lips up and down his shaft, he tugged on the long strands in time to the rhythm she set. The pull on her scalp was as arousing as his slap last night, and her sex pulsed and grew damp.
She had one hand around the base of his cock as she sucked him to the back of her throat, doing her best not to choke. He let out a groan that had her entire body throbbing with need. Using her free hand, she slipped her fingers over her clit and began to rub in uneven, jerky circles.
She wasn’t sure how she managed to keep going on Xander and bring herself pleasure at the same time, but she did her best. She pulled him deep into her throat and swallowed around him. With a deep groan, he yanked harder on her hair, and she let out her own long moan, pressing harder on her clit.
“No.” He bolted upright, shocking her, and she released him from her mouth. “If anyone’s going to make you come, it’s me.”
Floored he’d been able to think about her when he was obviously so close, she merely blinked at him in surprise.
He reached down and pulled her back to the top of the bed and flipped her over. Next thing she knew, he thrust deep. That’s all it took. One thrust and he hit the right spot that had her climaxing immediately, waves of bliss crashing over her. He continued to pump his hips, his cock filling her as she continued to come.
“Xander, so good. Yes, more. Harder.”
He listened. He plunged in and out, harder, faster, and she never thought the exquisite sensations would end. She was barely aware when he yelled out her name as his own climax crashed over him.
* * *
Awhile later, Xander had let Bella out back and they’d eaten breakfast while the dog played outside. Then they’d taken a shower, where they’d each managed to behave in order to clean up, and crawled back into bed.