He closed his eyes, not needing to see her touching him. Bad enough he felt it. If she kept it up, he’d come too soon. He put a hand over hers to slow her when she started pumping him. “Easy. I’ll come too soon.” Xavier swallowed around a dry throat. “Condom?” Please, God.

“I just…” She continued to hold him, but at least she’d stopped jerking him off.

Which meant she actually wanted to talk.

He shouldn’t have stopped her from blowing him earlier.

No, no. Rein it in. She wants to… talk. No matter how much it hurts, hear her out.

“Inconvenient timing,” he had to say. “But talk. I’m listening.” He swallowed hard. “I’m trying to listen.”

She gave him the sweetest grin, and his heart felt like it fell at her feet, waiting for her to pick it up. “Do you know how sexy it is to know how much you want me?”

“Justine, I’m trying really hard to concentrate and not come all over you. But you keep touching me and I won’t be able to help myself.”

She let go, and he cursed himself for being honest. “I like…” She paused, looking both confused and aroused. “I like having sex with you. Being with you. Having you with me around my family made dinner almost fun.”

“Almost.” He cupped her cheek, taken with her softness, and had to kiss her. Once he pulled back, he noted her lust-filled gaze, Justine clearly distracted, which hadn’t been his intention. He wiped a thumb over her lips and nearly lost it when she nibbled on him. “Talk faster,” he rasped.

“I just want you to know how much I—”

“You—?”

“How much I appreciate you. All of you,” she said and boldly squeezed him again.

“I appreciate all of you too.” He kissed her, unable to help himself. “So much.” A little too much, he thought but didn’t say, worried about how fast he seemed to be falling for her, no matter that he’d been trying to be mature and responsible and—

She rolled a condom over him and cupped his balls, rubbing lightly.

It was enough to make him lose control. He yanked her into his arms and kissed her breathless before tossing her on the bed.

She bounced and gave a breathless laugh, soon cut off as he followed and devoured her mouth, losing himself in her taste and touch. She felt soft everywhere, and the berried pebbles of her nipples begged a bite or two. He nibbled and sucked, gratified when she hissed his name and ran her fingers through his hair, holding him while he drew on the hard nubs.

But when he kissed a trail farther down, she let him go, stroking his hair until he found the wet, hot center between her legs.

“Xavier, yes, oh yes.” She arched up into his mouth, and her pleas made him that much harder.

It didn’t take long for her to come so sweetly, but then she was urging him up her body. “In me,” she commanded, breathless and needy.