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“That’s right, baby. Come for me.” He bites down on my nipple through the shirt, and the sting of pain has my orgasm exploding through me as I scream out Xave’s name.

He doesn’t give me any time to recover from the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave me, letting go of my braid and dropping to his knees. I look down at him and the look of pure need on his face as he looks at my bare pussy has another rush of arousal leaving me, and I moan in need at the sight.

“Such a pretty pussy, sat there on display just waiting for daddy to ease the ache. Isn’t that right, baby?” He asks as he leans in and swipes his tongue up and swirls it around my clit a couple of times.

“Yes. Please, daddy,” I groan out when he starts licking inside me and then moves up to suck my clit into his mouth.

“Fuck, you are so fucking perfect, baby. Such a good girl for daddy,” he says before he devours my pussy with his mouth and adds his fingers pushing them inside me and curling them up, hitting a spot that makes me cry out for more.

He slows his fingers and leans back, looking up at me with a smirk on his face before he looks back at my pussy and spits on it. I let out a moan as he goes back to devouring my pussy with his mouth, eating me like I’m the last meal he’s ever going to have, and he pulls his fingers out and trails them to my arse circling the tight hole there. I moan again as he pushes the tip of his finger inside to spread my wetness and then brings it back to my pussy to gather more before doing the same thing again. My elbows drop to the island and my head drops back as my eyes close at the onslaught of his mouth and fingers.

“Fuck, please, I’m so close,” I tell him, and I feel the vibration of his growl on my pussy before he pushes his finger into my arse and starts to slide it in and out of me. I can feel my orgasm building at the new sensation and I cry out in pleasure as he pushes two fingers into my pussy while his other finger is still in my arse and starts to fuck me hard with his hands. His mouth comes up to latch onto my clit and he sucks hard before biting down, and I scream out my pleasure as my orgasm rips through me so hard I’m seeing stars behind my closed eyelids.

When I open my eyes, Xave is standing over me. He grabs my braid at the base of my neck and angles my head back.

“Open up, baby,” he says with a grin. I open my mouth and he hovers over me before letting his spit hit my tongue. “Swallow,” he tells me and I immediately close my lips and do as he says, moaning as I taste myself mixed with a taste that is purely Xave. I moan at our combined flavour and his eyes roam over my face as if committing it to memory before he leans down and kisses me. When he finally leans back I’m a breathless mess and feel like I could just curl up and sleep where I am.

Fuck! It has been a long time since I’ve had an orgasm that good!

Xave chuckles, and I realise that in my post orgasmic haze I must have spoken the words out loud. My cheeks heat as I feel a blush work its way up my face.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that, baby,” Xave tells me as he brings his mouth to my ear. “You. Are. Mine.” My breath stalls in my lungs at his words and he nips my ear before soothing the sting with his tongue. He lets out a groan before lifting himself from me walking away, and I am left aching at the loss of his closeness.

He comes back with a damp cloth and starts to clean me up which makes me sigh and he chuckles again. Once he’s finished, he comes back up to my mouth and kisses me once more.

“Welcome home, baby. I’m going to put my things in my room before the food gets here.”

He turns and walks out the kitchen, leaving me on the island, bare from the waist down as the doorbell rings with our food delivery.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

XAVE

Ienter my room and close the door, throwing my bag on to the bed as I make my way to the bathroom. I go straight to the shower to turn it on, then I take off my suit and boxers and stand in front of the mirror. My hands on either side of the sink and my head bowed, I try to gain control of my laboured breathing as images of how I just had Kenzi laid out in the kitchen screaming my name play behind my closed eyelids. I run my tongue over my bottom lip and savour the sweet taste of her that lingers there.

I step into the shower and under the warm spray of the water. I need to get myself under control before I go back downstairs. I am usually the one that’s always in control, but what I saw when I got to the kitchen had my blood boiling under my skin and my control disintegrating to fucking ashes.

Fuck!I had nearly lost my fucking mind when I walked in and caught Kenzi with her tongue down some girl's throat. Watching Kenzi like that was one of the hottest fucking things I had ever seen, and I had immediately gone rock hard at the sight of them. But the jealousy coursing through me at the fact that it was some girl she was kissing andnotme had me opening my mouth to put a stop to whatever was going to happen next.

Then to find out that girl wasPoppy, the new friend she had made whilst being gone this week, combined with the fact that she had the cheek to sass me about it, had me walking over and caging her in where she sat, needing to show her just what I thought of her little display.

I drop my hand to my cock and squeeze at the base as I remember the vanilla scent of her wrapping around me as I stood so close, baiting her. So wound up I needed to get a reaction out of her after years of being so firmly in the friendzone. Then, when she dropped her head to the side, giving me access to her neck, I couldn’t resist laying my lips on her skin for one more second.

The squeezing of her thighs as she tried to gain some friction where she needed it the most gave away her arousal, and I couldn’t resist pushing her further, silently willing her to finally give herself to me, and I start to stroke myself as I remember how breathless she was when she answered my question and admitted she wanted me too.

I run my hand up and down my hard length as I remember how wet she was when I finally put my hand where she wanted it the most, how fucking perfect she felt when I slammed my lips to hers and started fucking her with my fingers, and the way she screamed my name when she came.

And then, when I finally dropped to my knees and gave in to my desire to taste her, I was in fucking heaven. She tasted like the sweetest fucking ambrosia sent straight from the gods, and I was addicted to her after just one taste.

I stroke myself faster, running my thumb over the tip and spreading the bead of moisture on my way back down, as the images of her writhing on the island while I devoured her pussy start to merge with the images of what I walked in on, and my movements become uncontrolled as I come with a groan, my breathing heavy and my cum hitting the tiles in the shower.

I shake my head and grab the soap, scrubbing down and rinsing off before I turn off the water and step out. Grabbing a towel, I wrap it round my waist before stepping back into the bedroom and getting dressed into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.

I think about the fact that Kenzi didn’t mention that she was bringing Poppy with her now that I’m slightly calmer and, after I grab a file out of my bag, I leave my room to make my way downstairs. It doesn’t make any sense that Kenzi didn’t let me know she was bringing her if it was just a case of worry, as she claimed, so it is time to find out exactly what is going on.

I walk into the living room and Kenzi and Poppy are sitting on one of the sofas in front of the coffee table that has enough Chinese food on it to feed a small army. I watch them as I enter and make my way to the other sofa opposite, dropping down into it with my eyes on the pair of them.

I move my gaze to Poppy and take my first proper look at the woman that has captured Kenzi’s interest so quickly. I’ve only spoken to her once, at the beginning of the week, when she had stuttered when talking to me. And then yesterday, when Kenzi had put her knife to Clay's throat, she had sent me a frantic text message with what was going on, terrified that Kenzi was going to kill Clay and cause a bloodbath in the middle of the cafeteria.

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