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Her eyes fluttered and closed as she arched into his touch, and then she cried out as his lips sealed around one of her nipples through her nightshirt. He sucked her through the fabric, then moved onto the next bud. The tug of the fabric seemed to enhance the sensation against her tit, and she cried out with an answering pulse between her thighs.
He made her nipples wet as well as her shirt as he sucked her.
“I need to see you. Take your shirt off.”
She didn’t need telling twice. Lifting up her immature shirt, she threw it to the floor. She stood before him completely naked, waiting for him to give her the next instruction. She was at his mercy, and she wasn’t even afraid. Far from it.
Her lips were dry, and she waited. Xavier raked his eyes over her nude body. She could feel his hunger, and it only increased her desire.
“You have no idea how sexy you are, do you? How you make me feel. I’m rock hard, and it’s because of you. Because of what I want to do to you.”
“What do you want to do to me?”
“I want to make you forget everything from today and only remember my touch.”
She wanted that more than anything. The events of today aren’t ones she wanted to remember. Both of his hands touched her waist, and he pulled her away from the wall.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking you to my room.”
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The last thing Xavier should be doing was taking Alesha to his bed to fuck her. He had a complete list of what the right things to do were. The nice things and yet, he didn’t want to play by the rules. Whoever that woman was, she could have targeted Alesha. Before he’d even gotten to her today, she could have been dead, and he’d have never known the softness of her body against his.
That wouldn’t do. Not for him.
He couldn’t allow another second to go by without knowing her touch, memorizing her kisses, and owning her body. The moment he did, he hoped he’d be able to come up with a plan to save her.
Boss couldn’t get his hands on her. He wasn’t above using a woman to get what he wanted.
Xavier picked her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom. She didn’t fight him, and he suspected that had to do with her naked state and the fact she was so wet for him. So ready.
He wanted to fuck her, to take her, to make her ache for him.
To wipe away the memory of Dixon’s touch.
He put her on her feet the moment they were in his room. Cupping her face, he took the kiss he craved, loving the feel of her lips.
“Touch me, Alesha.”
She ran her hands up his chest, her touch so light that it was driving him crazy.
He wanted her to score his chest with those nails, to beg him for more, and to demand that he fuck her.
Xavier had to keep on reminding himself that she was a virgin. That she’d never known the taste of a man or experienced what he could give her.
She ran her hand back up his chest, smoothing them over his shoulders.
“I’m done waiting.”
Stepping away from her, he pushed down his gym shorts. Next, he got rid of his boxer briefs, not wanting them to trap his dick. Wrapping his fingers around the rock-hard length, he stared at her fuller body. The curves he’d been wanting beneath him. He’d imagined those thick, juicy thighs wrapped around his waist as he drove inside her.
She was an addiction already, and he’d not even had a taste of her.
There’s no way he should be hungry for her without even licking her pussy or feeling her tight cunt wrapped around his dick.
Closing the distance between them, he moved her back until her legs hit the bed and she dropped down. He pushed her back, going down with her, taking her lips in a searing kiss. Xavier moved down her body, licking and suckling each nipple without the nightshirt between them.
