The Care You Show Me – Kelly Violet #3
I’m definitely feeling some type of way right now , I mused, rubbing a palm against my forehead at the thoughts flashing through my mind.
Some days, I stopped short of pinching myself, figuring this reality was a fever dream or something.
Having Xander back in my life, as my boyfriend no less, felt surreal at times.
Especially when doubts tried to sneak in through the back door.
Then, Xan would smile or wink at me, and all those negative thoughts vanished into thin air.
It was almost as if he had the power to erase the time and distance that had formed between us.
But that crater had been crushed under the weight of his stubborn determination over a year ago. My best friend. My bulldozer.
“Rae?” Hearing my name snapped me back to the present moment. Xander stared at me, his dark brows raised in mild concern. It crossed my mind that this wasn’t the first time he tried to snag my attention.
“Hm?” I murmured a reply.
“I asked if you wanted to watch something in particular.” At a few minutes past eleven, I had zero opinion one way or the other but knew I wasn’t quite ready for bed just yet. Not like I’d been when we first got back home. Finally, I shook my head ‘no’ to close the loop.
“Mind if I pick something then?”
“Go ahead, Xan.” I got my feet moving again, shuffling over to the plush sofa. As I plopped my ass down in the center, my gaze landed on the spread of late-night snacks on the coffee table. A smile teasing my lips, I glanced up to gaze at Xan.
He shrugged. “I didn’t know what you might want to snack on, so I brought out a variety for us.” Sweet and considerate. That was Xan. My ex-bestie turned boyfriend.
There were so many changes we missed about each other.
I wasn’t there to witness the progress as he filled out with more years of wrestling under his belt.
He was no longer the scrawny boy I’d first met at McAlister, but the best parts of his personality hadn’t changed much.
Especially the ones that made me fall in love with him the first time around.
I was startled when Xander touched my right cheek with his palm. “What’s put this look on your face, Rae?” he asked.
In answer, I leaned over and kissed him on his chin. “Thank you, Xan.”
His eyes widened then heated as his blue gaze remained on me. “For what?”
“For being you.” I sat back, returning to my original position. One moment of silence passed by, and I peeked over at Xan to see him staring at me intently.
“You’ll get the very best version of me from here on out, Rae.” His statement seemed to be filled with so much promise that my heart threatened to burst right out of my chest.
“I know,” I told him, meaning it. We’d come a long way since last year and since senior year of high school. Growing pains .
A tense, pulsing silence stretched between us until my skin felt tight, warming as seconds ticked by.
A need so strong followed close behind. Before I knew it, the already negligent distance between our bodies disappeared.
I wasn’t sure who moved first, and it hardly mattered.
All that mattered was what happened next.
His mouth on mine, urging my lips apart as Xan sealed his promise with a kiss that made me breathless. My limbs turned to liquid when his tongue dipped inside to taste, and I moaned around the invasion.
He never failed to make my brain turn to mush when we came together like this. My body seemed to move on autopilot, attempting to get even closer than we already were. But our positions on the couch made it difficult.
Leave it to Xan to fix it, though . When I felt his arms circle my waist and then his hands grip my ass cheeks, my heart jumped.
Without breaking our kiss, he scooped me up in one motion and maneuvered me onto his lap.
Immediately, I felt his hardness brushing against the thin material of my sleep pants.
A deep growl reverberated between us, and my body melted into his further.
“Fuck, Rae. Can I?” He nipped at my bruised lips before murmuring his question against them. Eyes closed, I inhaled a shaky breath to gather my thoughts. But my body wasn’t so patient.
“Yes, whatever you want.” The words were out of my mouth before I could reel them back. I was too far gone to know what the hell I was really agreeing to, but there was nothing to fear. I knew Xan wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. Not ever again.
“Whatever I want, huh?” My eyes fluttered open at the low, seductive register of his voice. I knew what that tone meant after a year of dating. It pushed my buttons in a way that nothing and no one else could. Only him. My Xan.
“Please.”
“You need my touch, sweets?” There goes that pet name again , I thought. Somehow, in the last several hours, it started growing on me.
“Don’t tease me, Xan.” My voice was almost unrecognizable.
Soft and pleading. But I couldn’t think straight anymore.
Not when my body ran hot—almost feverish—aching for what came next.
His hands on me. The two of us joined together in a way as old as time.
I wanted him to fast forward and get to the good stuff.
I knew he wouldn’t be rushed, though. It wasn’t his style. Not with me.
“Teasing you is my favorite part, Rae.” In a flash, he moved in and pressed another juicy kiss on my lips before switching gears.
This time his touch continued to other parts of my body.
Exactly where I wanted and needed his hands and lips.
He trailed kisses along my cheek and down my neck which had me wiggling on his lap.
His bulge was prominent and difficult to ignore against my ass, so I didn’t.
I wanted to drive him just as wild as he had me.
“Mm, you taste good everywhere, Rae,” he murmured against the crook of my neck while I rolled my hips, creating friction that further fanned the flames between us.
Xander massaged my ass cheeks as I moaned and whimpered, words failing me in that moment. My skin flushed with heat, my body humming from head to toe at the way Xan made me feel.
“You feel good, too.”
“Xan, please.”
“What is it? What do you need, sweets?”
“More... More of this. More of you.”
“I’ll give you anything and everything you need, Rae.
Always.” And he did. On the sofa. In our bedroom immediately after.
Until the wee hours of the morning. Thankfully, neither of us had an early class to get to.
By the time Xan tired both of us out, wrapping me snugly in his arms, I’d reached three glorious orgasms. Complete satisfaction.
Euphoric. Mind, body, and spirit. My cup runneth over .
And Xander Wirth had a lot to do with it.
My bulldozer. My boyfriend. The man I imagined sharing my future with. He was the love of my life.
And I was his.
T he End