Time Will Tell (Maybe #3)(35)

“Like something you see?” I purr, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip.

“I like everything I see,” he replies in a husky tone. I step under the water and crook my finger for him to join me.

He removes his clothes, opens the glass door, and steps into the shower. “Can’t believe you’re in my house right now.”

I reach down and take his cock in my hand, stroking gently. “Well, you better believe it. I’m all yours for the next week.”

Xander squirts soap into his palm and washes the both of us. He washes my hair, his fingers on my scalp make my toes curl. Once I rinse, I lower myself to my knees and stare up at him. His hazel eyes are dark and his cock twitches in front of me. I stroke him once more with my hand as I lick the head, twirling my tongue around it. He moans and puts one hand on the wall, the other coming down to rest on my head. I take as much of him as I can into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and sucking him in deep.

“Fuck, Trill,” he groans as he gently moving his hips.

I continue to suck him, just how I read in one of my romance novels. I did this once or twice to Cain, but I didn’t like it. Cain had grabbed my hair and was a little rough with me, which I didn’t like one bit. Xander, on the other hand, waits patiently, his hand in my hair, gentle instead of demanding. I could taste him all day.

“I’m going to come if you don’t stop, Trill,” he tells me, his tone pleading. He gently tries to push my head off him, but I don’t let him. Instead, I suck him harder and use my hands at the base of his cock as well as my mouth.

“Trillian,” he whispers.

He comes in my mouth, spurt by spurt and I swallow every drop. When his body stops jerking, I hold onto his thighs and slowly remove my mouth.

“Holy f*cking shit,” he says in a ragged tone, leaning his head back against the tiled wall. “That was amazing, Trill. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life. Seeing you on your knees like that. Fuckin’ fantasy.”

He helps me up and turns the water off. Grabbing a white fluffy towel from the rack, he unfolds it and wraps me in it, drying me. After he dries my body, I wrap my hair in the towel while he gets out another one and dries himself. Silently, he leads me into his room, drops his towel, and sits me on the end of his bed. When he lowers to his knees and spreads my thighs, I fall back on the bed, my pulse racing.

“Xander?”

“What?” he whispers. “You didn’t think I’d leave you wanting, did you? I’m going to make you come with my mouth, then with my cock. Then I’m going to feed you, and then, Trillian, we’re going to sleep in my bed. Naked and wrapped in each other’s arms.”

That sounds perfect.

Then his mouth is on me… and it is perfect.





Chapter Eighteen


Trillian


Summer is beautiful, an absolute stunner.

“Nice to meet you, Trillian,” she says, pulling me in for a hug.

“Nice to meet you, too,” I reply, smiling. “I’ve heard so much about you.”

Summer takes a seat on his couch and we do the same. “Better be all good things.”

Xander wraps an arm around my waist, bringing me closer to him. “Mostly. Where’s Reid?”

Summer sips from her glass of water then puts it back on the coffee table. “He’s at the gym with Ryan and Tee.”

“Who’s Tee?” I ask Xander.

“Some crazy-ass woman Reid teaches self-defence to,” Xander replies, shaking his head. “You’ve heard of the band Morning Alliance, right?”

I nod, my eyes going wide and glazed. Of course, I’ve heard of them.

I f*cking love them.

Xander sighs. “Tee is Saxon’s woman.”

“Holy crap, seriously?” I whisper, my hand coming up to my mouth. “Wow.”

Summer laughs. “I know, right. He’s sexy as hell.”

Xander’s eyes narrow on me.

I shrug and my lip twitches. “I didn’t say it, she did.”

“But you were thinking it,” Summer adds, smirking. “Calm down, Xander. The woman is yours, but she isn’t dead. Saxon Tate is a looker.”

Xander scowls. “We’re kind of friends with him. Hang around in the same circle.”

Summer laughs and nods. “Yeah, he comes into the bar from time to time.”

“No effing way,” I mutter. I have to meet him. Have to. The whole band. “Maybe you could send me a text or something next time they’re going to be there.”

Summer laughs harder.

Xander scowls harder.

I look between the two of them and decide to change the subject. “So, Xander says we’re going out to the bar that you and your husband own tonight?”

The one the members of Morning Alliance apparently frequent.

Holy crap.

Summer nods, a grin playing on her lips. “Nice change of subject. And yes. Knox’s Tavern is Reid and Ryan’s bar. I think you’ll like it.”

She turns to her brother. “What are you guys up to for the rest of the day?”

Xander runs his fingers across my collarbone. “I have to go in to work. Trillian wants to see the shop so I’m taking her with me. Then we will meet you at the bar tonight.”