Chapter 4: Climax
Anna had always found Xavier's body—strong, tall, and capitalizing on his ethnicity—deep-tanned with smooth dark skin that she craved to feel against hers—to be an exquisite feast for her senses. She delighted in running her hands over the hard planes of his chest, tracing her fingers down the grooves separating his abdominal muscles until she met the warm steel of his erection.
"Fuck, Anna," he said, moaning when she closed her hands around him, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure to ignite his whole body.
"You like that, baby?" she asked, her voice husky and dripping with lust.
"Yeah, I do. But I think you can do better than that."
She stuck out her tongue, giving him an exaggerated pout, and then lowered herself, looking up at him through her eyelashes as she took him into her mouth.
Xavier closed his eyes and leaned back, his fingers threading through her long, brown hair, holding her gently as she began to move. Slowly at first, Anna began to suck and stroke him with her tongue, teasing him with each movement, still learning what he liked best. Then quicker, more enthusiastically, she slipped him deeper inside her mouth, her moans vibrating around his shaft.
The feeling was so intense that Xavier could barely breathe, as if he was about to come undone.
He held back with every ounce of self-control he could muster, not wanting this moment to end too soon.
"Oh my God, Anna," he muttered under his breath, guiding her head up and down, showing her the rhythm he loved so much. "Just like that, baby."
He could feel her hand gently cupping his balls, and her tongue swirling around his tip, leaving him nearly breathless with pleasure.
Her other hand was wrapped around the base of his shaft, caressing in time with her mouth's lazy movements, setting off sparks of fire down to the tips of his toes.
"Fuck, Anna, you're amazing," he cried out, hips moving along with her tempo. "Don't stop, please."
Entranced by his dirty talk, she sucked him even harder, adding that je ne sais quoi that made Xavier shiver from head to toe.
And when Anna pressed her thumb against the sensitive spot just beneath his balls, he almost came unraveled.
He groaned, swearing under his breath as she continued driving him crazy with her mouth, hands, and the slightest twist of her fingers.
"Oh, fuck, Anna! Yes, yes, yes!" Xavier and Anna's bodies were like two perfectly synchronized pieces of music rising and falling, moving in harmony with and enhancing each other's pleasure.
Suddenly, Xavier couldn't wait any longer.
He gently pulled Anna away, his erection still rock-hard in her hand.
"As much as I love what you're doing, I can't take much more," he said, catching his breath. "I want to be inside you—right now."
She grinned mischievously in response. "Well then, what are you waiting for?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Xavier picked Anna up and carried her over to the sofa, laying her down gently before looming over her.