Page 27 of King of Ruin

“Xavier!” she whimpered, nearly collapsing forward, but he caught her by the waist, holding her firmly against the wall. The pressure made her tremble and whimper, yet he only grew rougher with each passing moment.

Just as her trembling legs threatened to give out beneath her, he drew back. Before she could catch her breath, Xavier slowly lowered himself to his knees in front of her.

His heated gaze never left hers as his hands slid to the thin fabric of her panties. With unhurried precision, he lifted one of her feet, eased the fabric down, then did the same with the other before letting the garment fall carelessly to the floor.

Then, his mouth found her delicate flesh, his tongue sliding between her folds, licking over and over again.

“Oh... oh...” Elise gasped, her body trembling, her thighs quivering as Xavier held her firmly against the wall, leaving her unable to move while his mouth feasted on her heated skin.

Just then, the faint clatter of cutlery echoed in the distance, the sound drawing closer with each passing second.

Panic shot through Elise, making her body jolt.

“Xavier, someone’s coming,” she whispered urgently, her voice trembling on the verge of breaking.

But he didn't stop.

His tongue plunged deeper, lapping at her center, relentless against her skin. The wet sound of his tongue on her clit filled the air, quickening her heartbeat.

The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder as a waiter made his way down the corridor, each step sending another wave of panic through Elise.

“Xavier,” she pleaded, repeatedly pushing against his chest.

At first, he refused to move. Only when she continued to shove at him did he finally pull back enough to meet her gaze, a faint frown creasing his brow. But instead of retreating, impatienceflashed across his face. His hands tightened as he shifted her slightly, parting her thighs wider, his tongue once again finding her delicate flesh, licking her over and over again.

The footsteps drew closer with every passing second, each echo in the corridor making the panic in Elise's chest climb higher.

Just when it sounded as though the waiter was only a few steps away from turning the corner, another voice suddenly called out.

“John, take these too and go to the manager. He wants to talk to you.”

The waiter came to an abrupt halt, startled by the interruption.

In the shadows, Elise trembled, whimpering softly.

She pushed against Xavier’s shoulders, desperate to break free, but his grip only tightened as he buried his face between her thighs. His mouth found her swollen nub, teasing it with a flickering tongue. Her wide eyes darted around as she whispered,

“Xavier, someone is coming.” She squirmed beneath him, trying to shift away, but he merely pulled back slightly, locking eyes with her.

“Keep quiet if you don’t want anyone to hear.”

He stared into her dazed eyes, hunger evident in his gaze before diving back in, licking her with fervor.

The distant voice of a waiter pierced the air, echoing louder than their whispered urgency.

“Did you hear something?” he called out, oblivious to the two hidden in the shadows.

For a moment, silence enveloped them, broken only by Elise’s ragged breaths as she bit down hard on her lower lip hard, herbody quaking under his skilled ministrations. His tongue danced inside her, relentless and demanding, igniting waves of pleasure that coursed through her.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, tightening as she gasped, “Oh God,” her breath hitching, desperate and broken.

The sound of footsteps returned, heavy and loud, before fading as the waiter moved away.

Finally, Elise stopped breathing so heavily, gazing at him with pleading eyes.

“Xavier, please,” she whispered, her body leaning forward in desperation.

His mouth continued eating her, hungry and insatiable, coaxing her to surrender completely to the pleasure he offered. Just as she felt herself teetering on the edge, his kisses traveled from her stomach up to her neck, then to her ear, finally finding her lips.