His timing is perfect. His touch awe-inspiring. He doesn’t need any help from me, but I still find myself holding his head in place, unable to let go for fear that he might change something and cause the pressure building inside of me to retreat. And I can’t lose it. Not when it’s this strong and coming on this fast, not when it’s the first orgasm I’ve had in almost two years that wasn’t a result of my own efforts, not when it’s Xavier giving it to me. More than I’ve ever wanted anything. That’s what he’d said to me that night, and if I didn’t believe him then, I damn sure believe him now
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