Chapter Twenty-Two
Xander
It didn’t take us long to arrive in the business district. I lived in a modern building, and one of the amenities I appreciated most besides the concierge was the underground parking.
Bailey looked around as we rode the elevator.
“Why are you so quiet?” I asked her.
“I’ve always wondered what it’s like to live in one of these buildings.”
“What’s the verdict?”
“Judging by the parking lot and the elevator, I like it so far. I truly love modern structures.”
“Wait till you see the penthouse.”
The doors of the elevator opened a short while later, and we stepped out on the top floor. I unlocked the door to the penthouse with my fingerprint.
“I like that too,” Bailey said. “Very safe.” Then she giggled. “Very Bond, James Bond.”
As I opened the door, the lights inside turned on one by one.
The entire place was mostly one huge open space. The bedroom was separate, as was my office, but the living and kitchen areas were merged.
“This place suits you,” she murmured.
“What do you mean? Heartless?”
“Hey, I said you’re a Grinch, not that you don’t have a heart. There’s a huge difference. What I meant is that it seems very efficient. Very streamlined. I really like it.”
“Does that mean you like me too?”
She looked at me, narrowing her eyes. “Not sure. I might decide after tonight, depending on...”
I wiggled my eyebrows. “My prowess in bed?”
“I was going to say how good your fire was, but that works too.”
We left our coats and shoes by the entrance, then went into the living room. I led her directly to the couch, which faced the fireplace.
Her eyes sparkled. “This is my favorite fireplace ever.” It was in the middle of the room, encircled by glass, so no matter where you sat, you had a view of the fire. “It looks completely unused.”
“I only light a fire if Bella comes here because she enjoys it so much. Or if I’m having family over.”
I’d already put the wood and the lighter by the fireplace.
“You thought you had it all in the bag already, huh?” she asked as I lowered myself in front of it and opened the door.
“What do you mean?” I asked when she motioned to the stuff I’d set out.
“You were so sure I was coming home with you tonight.”
“I knew the fireplace would be a big draw.” I wiggled my eyebrows and got her to laugh.
“Do you want me to help?”
“No, I’ll only need a few minutes. Then we can watch it burn from the couch.”
“Right, then, I’ll await you there.”
I held the door open for a bit until the fire was drawing properly. Before closing it, it dimmed a little, but not too much, and I knew it was good.
“This looks really lovely,” Bailey said. “I love it.”
She was curled up on the couch with her feet up next to her. I sat down on her other side and took her hand in mine.
“I’m glad you like it. So... was it worth the trip here?”
“Definitely. You looked so manly starting the fire.” She brought her mouth to my ear. “It sort of fired me up too.”
Oh, I definitely didn’t need to hear that. I was already fighting all my urges. I’d wanted to take that dress off her ever since I first saw her tonight, and even more so once we stepped in here and there was no one else to bother us. But I wanted her to enjoy the fire first before I devoured her.
“You’re awfully silent. I’m starting to get suspicious,” she teased.
“Good, you should.”
“I see. You’re having sexy thoughts, huh?”
“Woman, can you read my mind?”
She leaned in even closer to me. I felt the shape of her full breasts against my arm. I was sporting a hard-on already.
“No, but coincidentally, that’s where my mind went too. I swear this fire is giving me strange ideas. It’s like an aphrodisiac or something. Or maybe it’s all these muscles.”
She grazed her fingertips over my chest and then lowered her hand down my abs. But I had another idea. She could enjoy the fire while I was buried deep inside her. One thing didn’t exclude the other.
I moved slightly so I could use both hands and then grabbed her ass, pulling her into my lap. She yelped before starting to laugh.
“Easy there. What are you trying to...? Oh, this is what you’re doing.”
I settled her right over my cock.
“I’m so on board with this.”
I lifted her ass a bit so I could drag her dress past it, then cinched it up her waist. For a split second, I thought she wasn’t wearing lingerie at all, and I nearly came just at the thought. Then I realized she was wearing panties that were skin-colored.
I groaned at the sight.
“I bet you thought I was naked, huh? That’s the point.” She got down from my lap and immediately pushed them to her feet. “It’s better to get them out of the way,” she whispered, then climbed back on my lap.
I opened the buckle of my belt, needing to relieve some of the pressure. I couldn’t believe I was so on edge already.
“Turn around,” I said.
“Why?”
“So you can watch the fire.”
Her eyes glinted for a split second, and then she did as I said. I lowered my zipper, the sight of her bare ass above me making me even harder than before. Holding her waist with my left hand, I pushed my pants under my ass with the right one. Not a lot, just enough to free my cock. Then I simply left it between us while I grabbed her dress.
“Where’s the zipper?” I almost couldn’t recognize my voice. I was blind with need, driven by this insane urgency to be one with this woman.
She pointed to her back. “Here.” Her voice sounded off too.
I lowered the zipper before yanking the dress over her head. She took care of her own bra before I even reached for it. As soon as it was on the floor, I cupped her breasts and pulled her toward me so her back was flat against my chest.
“Enjoy the fire, beautiful.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, like this. You enjoy the fire, and I’ll fuck you so good. You’ll like it, I promise. Just relax against me.”
I knew it wasn’t really possible, though, because her body was already taut, anticipating pleasure. I caressed her breasts, teasing them with my fingers. Then I flicked both nipples at the same time with my thumbs. I looked into the fire, too, but I was focusing on her body’s reactions more. Her stomach was rising and falling with quick breaths. When her breath hitched, I lowered one hand slowly over her, between her breasts to her navel, and then passed it to her pussy. I only teased her folds with my forefinger and middle finger, moving them up and down at a lazy pace. My cock felt like it was about to explode, hanging between us, hard as fuck. I pushed her farther up a bit so I could kiss her neck and shoulders. She looked down at my hand between her legs.
“The fire. Keep looking at the fire,” I instructed.
“Okay. But don’t stop. Please.”
“I wasn’t planning to, beautiful.”
I wanted to tease her, but I wasn’t cruel. She didn’t just need teasing, she needed a bit of pleasure too. I pressed three fingers to her clit, circling it with just the slightest bit of pressure.
“Xander, Xander, Xander,” she chanted, then abruptly rose onto her knees as if a current shot right through her. Then she sat back down, hovering over my cock.
This time, her folds grazed right over the length of my erection. A groan tore from my chest.
“Xander,” she whispered again. “Please... please, I want this.”
“What do you want, beautiful?”
“You.”
“I want you to be more specific. You want my cock, or you want to come?”
“Both. I want to come, but I want your cock inside me.”
Hearing her say this dissolved my last thread of self-restraint. I grabbed her hips with both hands, positioning her where I needed her, and thrust inside her as she gasped and looked over her shoulder.
“Keep looking at the fire, babe. Just feel what I’m doing to you.”
“I’ll do whatever you say, just don’t stop. Please.”
Her words fueled me like nothing else. I moved her up and down the length of my cock. Watching her ass cheeks mold over my thighs every time was downright exquisite. But this wasn’t enough—there was no way for me to move in this position. I quickly assessed my options. I wanted her to face the fire, which only left me with one.
I moved her off me, and she cried out. “Xander, please...”
“Get on your knees on the carpet.” It was thick and soft enough that she wouldn’t get rug burn.
She immediately dropped to all fours, legs wide, pushing her ass backward, already wanting me to thrust into her. I wasn’t going to make her wait any longer. I positioned myself behind her and slid in all the way. When I was inside her to the hilt, a current of pleasure rocked my entire body. This was going to be more powerful than anything I’d ever experienced. The connection I had to this woman was hard to describe, but I was eager to strengthen it.
I moved back and then slammed inside her even harder. Bailey was moving, too, pushing her ass back and forth, meeting my rhythm. I paused every few seconds, kissing her back, especially when she curled up. She was on the edge, but I wanted a better angle, and I needed to feel closer to her.
“Rise up, Bailey. Onto your knees.”
“What do you mean?” she whispered.
I leaned forward, putting my hands on her rib cage, and then pulled her lightly to me. She moved easily, going soft in my arms as I straightened her up.
“Oh my God.” She was once again with her back flat against my chest.
“Are you comfortable like this?”
“Yes. I feel you so deep. It’s surreal.”
I liked this position even more—I could touch her breasts and her clit, feel every vibration of her body as I pushed in and out. My movements weren’t desperate anymore. They were precise, deep, and slow. Even though I was desperate to climax and to bring her pleasure, I knew it would be much more intense like this. I moved my hand aimlessly from her belly to her breasts, resting on her rib cage a few times. I could feel every trepidation in her breath, every time she was too overwhelmed by the sensations.
“Xandeeer!” Her pussy spasmed.
I put one hand to her clit, flicking it with as little pressure as possible. This was heightening everything for her. She dropped her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes.
“I didn’t say you could stop watching the fire, Bailey.”
Gasping, she opened her eyes again and straightened, looking at the fire as if it was all she could do.
“What do you feel, baby? Tell me.”
“My pussy will explode. I can’t even.”
“Do you want me to move faster? Do you want me to let you come?”
“Yes, please, right now. Yes.” Her voice shook and then broke completely on that one syllable.
I pressed my fingers on her clit while I drove deep inside her. She cried out instantly, and then her body went completely rigid. She dropped her hands by her sides and her head back on my shoulder. This time I didn’t say anything, just watched her succumb to the pleasure, giving in to it completely. The rhythmic squeezing of her pussy drove me insane. I couldn’t postpone my own climax any longer. I moved faster, thrusting deeper.
“I need you on all fours, gorgeous. Right now.”
“Whatever you need, Xander. Anything.” She planted her palms on the floor. I rested one hand on the middle of her back, the other on her clit. She was still so sensitive.
“I want to make you come again right now, while I’m still buried inside you, before I let go.”
She came the next second. The force of her orgasm shocked me completely. She’d come so beautifully only seconds ago that I didn’t think she could come so powerfully again, but I’d been wrong. She cried out, and her elbows gave in. She lowered her shoulders before straightening them up again, as if a current had gone through her, and threw her head back.
Watching her let go a second time sent me right over the edge. My climax was just as powerful as hers. I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to, and fuck if I did. I wanted to freeze this moment in time so it would never end.
“Babe, you feel so damn good.” I no longer followed a rhythm, just let my body take over, doing whatever it needed in order to ride out the pleasure. It seemed never-ending. She was still crying out; I knew this was just as intense for her and just as surprising.
My climax wound down almost at the same time hers did. I made myself push until she felt soft under my hands. The change was subtle, but I couldn’t possibly miss it. Her muscles relaxed everywhere in her body.
“Xander,” she whispered as I pulled out. She curled up on the carpet, tucking her feet under her.
“Babe, are you comfortable?”
She glanced at the fire. “I’m trying to memorize everything about this moment. It’s perfect,” she whispered in a lower tone, as if afraid I might hear her. But I wanted her to know that I was right there with her, so I brought my mouth to her ear.
“I know. It’s the same for me.” When I moved back slightly, I noticed she was watching me with wide eyes.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” I took one of the blankets from the couch and put it over her.
“I’m not cold, but this is cozy. I think I could even fall asleep here.”
“I’ll carry you to bed.”
“And miss the fire?” She seemed suspiciously alert all of a sudden, as if she’d just remembered the fire.
“It is, of course, the main attraction.”
She playfully narrowed her eyes. “Well, that depends...”
“Still need time to decide which one is your favorite?”
“Maybe. But you’re so smart, having your way with me in front of the fire. That makes it very hard for me to make up my mind.”
“Is that so?”
“You win, but only by a very slight margin.”
I smirked. “The night is young, I might convince you yet that I deserve to win by a very, very large margin.”