and do right by my family all at once. There’s so much fucking going on and I feel like I am failing on all fronts. But I can’t lose you. Not now, not like this. Don’t let some fucking cunt get to you like that.”
I pull away from him. “She’s not the one who is getting to me. She’s not the one who is making me lose faith in you. Don’t blame your mistakes on someone else. You stood me up. You were out with her. You are the one causing all of this shit to turn into a flaming crap-heap. Not Melina. Not me. It’s you.”
Xander blinks at me a few times, chewing on his bottom lip. “I’m trying. I am doing my fucking best. That has to count for something.”
“Was it worth it last night? Did you get the answers you were looking for?”
“Some of them,” he mutters. “I saw the guy with the scar talking to someone who was supposed to be loyal to my family. He didn’t offer up much, but it’s a start.”
For once Xander wasn’t talking in circles, he was actually opening up. I have to give him a little credit for that one.
“Do you believe me?” he asks with a little glimmer of hope washing into his storming irises.
Bowing my head, I nod. “I am starting to.”
“I’ll take what I can get.” He grabs my shoulders, brushing his lips over my cheek. “Now can we please get the fuck out of here so I can prove to you just how sorry I am?”
My pulse quickens as his tongue plays with my ear. Fuck him and how much I need that kind of release right now.
Grabbing his hand, I start to walk to the student parking lot.
“Where are we going?” he asks, following me.
“You’re taking me to the beach.”
We drive in silence to our spot. My brain is a muddled mess of anger and lust but my primal instincts win out.
I don’t want to fight. I don’t want to be mad. I just want to feel loved by the one person I have ever truly desired.
Sitting on the trunk of the Judge, looking out onto the deserted beach, I lean into Xander’s shoulder.
“Why didn’t you at least call me back last night?” I finally ask.
Xander sucks in a deep breath. “I didn’t want to disappoint you again.”
“Don’t do that again. At least communicate with me.”
“I’ll try to do better.”
“That’s really all I can ask for.”
Scooting around, I tuck my knees into Xander’s side, pulling his face to mine. As our lips connect, all of the bullshit starts to wash away.
“I love you.” Xander’s hot breath dances over the nape of my neck as his lips dance over my skin.
Rolling my head back, I let him kiss down as he unbuttons my shirt. Right when he starts to work on my tits, my entire body goes into hyperdrive. Grabbing his hand, I shove it under my skirt.
“I’ve been thinking about this since you left my house yesterday,” I coo as his fingers pull at my panties and start to work on my swelling clit.
“Me, too,” he pants, his lips still devouring my tits.
Ecstasy washes over as his fingers start to explore my wetness perfectly. I start to fumble with his belt, but Xander stops me.
“It’s all about you right now,” he growls, getting up to stand between my legs.
I bite my bottom lip as he pulls my thong down to my ankles.
Getting onto his knees, Xander buries his face under my skirt, his tongue working magic as he drinks in my nectar. My back arches as my desire pools quickly.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as his tongue teases my sensitive skin.
He groans as his pace quickens. “I love how you tease,” he mumbles, never letting his mouth move off of me.
I lean back, basking in the warm sunlight and the sheer pleasure of Xander’s talents.
Without warning, his fingers dive in, hitting my spot and sending me right to the edge where I screech to a halt.
I need more.
“I need you,” I growl, trying to push him away from me.
His hand shoots up, stopping me. “You’re not moving until your cum is running down my chin, baby.”
I cry out as he works me flawlessly. His tongue. His fingers. They send me careening over the edge before I can even know what is happening. As I shake and moan, Xander gets back to his feet.
I try to steady my breathing as Xander swipes his mouth with the back