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then I achingly, painfully, rubbed the tip of his cock to the top of my clit.
    The roar that came out of his mouth was ear-splitting, followed with a, “Damnit, Nales. You’re so damned beautiful.”
    Reaching behind my back, I unfastened my bra, and with one hard thrust, he was inside of me. His mouth touched my nipple, and with each suck, he pushed me to the brink of oblivion. The way he was kissing my breasts, you’d think the guy had never seen breasts before. He was always partial to them.
    “Condom,” I struggled to say, “Xavier…condom.”
    “Back pocket.” His words were muffled against the worshipping tonguing motions he was blessing my breasts.
    With him inside of me, I slowly lowered my back to grab the discarded pants and took the foil wrapper out. I was on birth control, but I still wanted another form of protection.
    It was torture for him pull out and suit up, but as soon as he did, he rammed up against me, filling me oh-so-deep to the hilt. My body was accustomed to his size, but after months of only having a vibrator inside of me, which was nowhere near close to his gigantic asset, I had to readjust, and he must have seen the slight pinch in my expression, because he stopped and asked, “You okay?”
    “Yes.” I shuddered at the pleasure he was giving me. “I need it harder.”
    “Harder?” The low groan vibrated through his body, and with both of his hands on my hips, he lifted me off of him.
    “Yes.” My body burned at his touch, and when he flicked a finger on my clit, the keening sound that escaped my lips was so loud I might have shaken a chandelier or two.
    Riding him faster, slower, faster had me panting in need and the exertions were starting to make a slow fire between my legs, but I didn’t care. I was past the edge of caring. I was on the ledge, the precipice of sanity, my mind completely focused and lost in the sensations he was giving me.
    Xavier took command, pushing up against me and pulling me down for more contact, leaving no space in between us. Time and time again, he groaned, holding himself back, making everything last a little longer for me. When his cock plunged inside me once again and his teeth grazed the top of my left breast hard enough I knew it would leave a mark, I screamed out my release.
    With his head on my shoulder, nipping and biting, he pumped into me one, two, three more times before he growled in his throat, his shoulders shook, his breaths rapid and shallow as the force of his orgasm hit him.
    My head stayed cocooned against his chest, and when he finally asked for me to stand up and excused himself so he could get rid of the condom, I felt the loss of our intimate connection, making me realize that no matter what, he would always be a part of me…I wanted me to always be a part of him too.
    But right now, it was just too much for me to handle.
    Picking up my clothes from the floor, I started to don my bra, my panties were no good so I’d be going home without them. I was lost in the mindless motions of putting my clothes back on when I heard his voice, “What are you doing?”
    “I, ah, am going home,” I replied, not quite meeting his eyes. Sex between us was always great, and it was the least of our problems.
    “Nales, I’m not taking you back to your place now,” he admonished, his face contorted in disagreement.
    Sinking back down on the sofa, my shoulders sagged in defeat, “I don’t know what to do, Xavier. I really don’t.”
    Reaching my side in a few quick steps, I saw that he’d changed into a white shirt and blue boxers. A long look passed between us.
    “I know I was funning you earlier, but now that I think you’re ready to hear me out, ask me why the cat has wings.” His eyes were still filled with hunger, but now an unfamiliar sense of calm pressed his voice.
    My brows shot up in fluster. “What cat?”
    “My tattoo.” His left hand pressed on his chest, the other sifted through the ends of my short hair. He liked to