Chapter 158 Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Eight

Chapter 158 Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Eight
Our mouths crashed together. I parted his lips with my tongue, took his lower one between my teeth, and drew it in until his breath broke. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pressing me against his hardness on my lower belly. I moaned into the kiss, it was so hot that I was already dripping from it. I moved my pelvis against his hardness. I took Xander’s hand and slipped it under my skirt. 

"Feel how wet and excited I am. I want you now,” I whispered in his ear. 

His finger quickly parted my lips, and he felt the wetness. He brought his hand up and smelled it. Then he put the finger in his mouth.

"You smell and taste fantastic,” he said. "I need to remind you who your husband is in case you have forgotten.” I opened my mouth and ran my tongue around his lips. 

He pulled my top. His fingertips mapped the curve of my breast in a restrained torment. I shuddered. He trailed feather-light kisses along the side. Then his moist lips closed around my pebbled nipple. 

“Oh,” I breathed, the sound breaking into uneven pieces.

His free hand cupped my other breast, kneading with a firm, steady pressure. Fire surged through me, sudden and greedy. My underwear was drenched now, the slick heat soaking the fabric. Each sweep of his tongue across my nipple and possessive press of his hand wound the ache tighter inside me.

His lips continued lower, following the centre of my chest down to my stomach in an unbroken trail. He paused above my navel. My muscles tightened. He drifted along the inside of my hip while his hands remained unwavering on my waist. The sensitive skin of my inner thighs received lingering kisses next. Then he trailed downward along my calves until he reached my feet. He sucked my toes, and I gasped. Then he stopped and stood up. 

I helped him remove his clothes, pushed him onto the bed, and he looked surprised. I climbed onto the bed and gently started kissing his nape. He tasted like cinnamon, making it even easier to devour him. My hands traced his neck and shoulders slowly. I wanted to make sure he could feel me and how much I wanted him. 

My fingertips traced across his skin. With each pass of my hands, I grew rougher, edging closer to his cock, teasing him just enough to make him squirm. I wanted to feel him leap into my touch, to crave it. 
Slowly, I increased the pressure until I finally wrapped my fist around him, feeling the heat radiating as he twitched in anticipation. 

His cock stiffened in my palm, and the dampness between my thighs mirrored his growing need. My lips pressed against his neck in time with every stroke, tasting his skin as his breathing became ragged. I quickened my pace, my fingers curling tighter around his length. His moans deepened, growing louder with each squeeze, the tension building with every deliberate stroke.

“Fuck—” He jutted while he leaned into my touch. He seemed to want more, so I decided to give it. I pressed my hand against his sternum to steady him.

I cupped his cock and messaged him. Carefully, I touched my lips to his tip. After a few moments, I inched my way further down his shaft. The sounds he made turned me on, making my pussy wetter with each suck.

As I leaned over him, his fingers worked their way across my ass. My back arched instinctively as I allowed him to slip his two fingers against my soaking heat. I exhaled as I pushed back and stifled my soft moans against his cock. He licked his fingers and returned them to my cunt. My eyes rolled back slightly as the added moisture aided the wetness I was secreting. I winced as his thick finger slipped into my wet cunt and fished around for my G spot. A wave of shivers overcame me, and I paused to moan.

He rolled me onto my back and pushed himself in between my legs. My body jerked as his soft lips met my aching flesh. He left small kiss trails across my sternum, breasts, and just below my belly button. 

Each peck felt like a jolt of electricity. My eyes followed his face as his mouth met my pussy. His dark eyes remained unwavering on mine as his tongue rolled out of his mouth and curled around my clit. My brows knitted together while my hips pushed against his mouth. I noticed a small grin on his lips while he devoured me. I needed to rest my head against the pillow for a moment in an attempt to catch my breath. The roughness of his beard against my delicate flesh was ticklish, but the harder I pushed against him, the deeper his tongue slid into me. I whined and tilted my head back. As I felt his tongue lick deeply inside me and along my clit, my breath hitched, and I leaned back to glide my wet pussy against him.

His tongue left my pussy and ventured up my stomach, planting gentle kisses as he went. It was as if he had a meticulous map and refused to leave any spot unmarked. Soon, his large body slid beside me, and his strong hands positioned me onto my side. 

Xander’s fingers eagerly parted my thighs, slipping inside with a practiced move. 

It didn’t take long for him to trade his probing fingers for the exploring curiosity of his cock. He held me tight as he pushed inside. His eyes focused on the expressions my face offered him. Every glance of his, every breath, spoke only of desire. I was delighted by the pleasure he was giving me. His fingers continued to traverse my skin. His heavy grip rested on my breast, giving it a gentle squeeze.

With ease, his pace quickened. His cock plummeted into my body, causing mine to reflect off of his. His grunts and groans filled the room as he put all his energy into pleasuring me. In turn, my moans soared. I couldn’t help myself, and neither could he. I knew I was going to finish soon. 

Suddenly, his cock was fully inside me. His balls slapped against my ass. I pulled him to myself and grabbed his ass to make him go deeper. He was on top of me. His cock was thrusting inside me, and his hands were pulling my ass cheeks.

His fingers grazed my clit, and so I came violently, thrashing under him. I tried to speak, but no sound came from my mouth. My toes curled. I held him tight. My body vibrated with a strong orgasm, and Xander kept thrusting.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Keep going! Don't stop!" I couldn't tell if I was having a string of multiple orgasms or just one extended orgasm. 

“Fuck me harder, Xander. Don’t stop.”

He kept thrusting, and my pussy clenched him. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, keeping his cock inside me, and stood up. He grabbed my legs and raised them against his chest so my feet were at his shoulders.

My eyes rolled into my head, and my mouth was in the shape of a large O. He thrust in and out, but put a thumb on my clit.

"Oh, my god. I'm cumming again! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! It's so good! I want us to come together.”

Xander roared as his orgasm was about to hit and pulled out.