AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My nipples start to tighten as I remember every move he made. The throb between my thighs comes right back with a vengeance. I take a few deep breaths trying to relax, but it doesn't help.
With every inhale, I only breathe his scent in more. He asked me if I was wet. I bite my bottom lip, remembering how his deep voice had sounded. How could he have possibly known that?
Wet doesn’t even describe what I was last night. I’d been drenched. The silk panties had stuck to the lips of my sex. I’d felt mortified that I was turned on to begin with. The moment that he moaned my name while touching himself, my body went into some crazy overdrive of horniness.
I don’t think that was normal. I mean, I know you get wet, but that was something else altogether. I groan again just thinking about the way Xavier moaned my name. I can’t stop thinking about it. My hand drifts down my stomach and pulls up the sleep dress. The throb between my legs is begging for relief.
“No!” I pop up from the bed. That’s not happening. I glance at the bedroom door. It would be my luck that I’d get busted, and I would never hear the end of it. I stand on the side of the bed and get myself together. I should go explore some more while Xavier isn’t here. Logic. Not lust.
I make my way into the beautiful bathroom. My eyes immediately flick toward the shower, which causes me to remember how Xavier looked last night stroking himself. I’d been mesmerized and turned on beyond belief watching him. But nothing had prepared me for how my own body would react. How each one of his muscles had tensed before he came.
I need to stop thinking about this. I don’t care that it’s the hottest thing that ever happened to me. Not that I would ever let him know that. Actually, after his question I think he already does know.
I force myself to tear my eyes away from the shower. Then I find myself roaming the house. Up and down the hallways I go. Opening door after door with no luck.
“Can I help you find something?”
I let out a small scream and turn around. Della is standing there smiling at me. I’m pretty sure she’s trying not to laugh.
“I’m not looking for anyone,” I rush to say.
“Mmm-hmm.” Her eyebrows lift high.
“What? All I’m doing is looking around.” I shrug, trying to play it off. I wassosearching for Xavier. Why? That’s one of many questions I keep asking myself. I mean, who seeks out their kidnapper?
“Okay, then.” She starts to turn to leave.
“Wait!”
Slowly, she turns back around to face me. This time she doesn't hide her smirk.
“Have you seen Xavier around?” I try to ask casually. I lift my hand and look at my nails.
“He had things to handle this morning. I’m sure he’ll be back this afternoon.”
“Oh.” My stomach drops.
“Are you okay, Laura?”
“Yes, I’m fine, great really. I can have some peace finally.”
I turn and trudge back toward the master. Shit. Something dawns on me. I run up the stairs and back to the bedroom then shut the door behind me. Am I starting to get obsessive when it comes to him? I bite my thumb, a nervous habit I broke a long time ago. That’s silly. I hate Xavier. There’s no way I would obsess over him. I’m confused because I’m so turned on. That has to be it.
I’ll take a bath since I have this place to myself. And that gorgeous tub to soak in. I’ll give myself a nice little spa day. Not giving another thought about what Xavier is out doing or why he left me here all alone.
Why kidnap me if you didn’t plan on spending any time with me? Seems as though it’s a waste. I huff and stomp into the bathroom to turn on the tub. This is going to take a minute to fill up. I grab some things out of the drawers that caught my eye yesterday, setting them next to the tub.
“What? We don’t care,” I tell myself in the mirror. I can see my hard nipples through the silky dress. My hair is still wild from sleep. Is this what someone looks like after a night of sex? I graze my thumb across my nipple. My breath hitches. This is why I’m acting like a crazy person. I’m so turned on I can’t think rationally. Maybe if I give myself some relief, I’ll be able to think straight.
I turn off the tub before walking out of the bathroom. I poke my head out the door and glance both ways. Coast is clear. I shut the door and run to the bed. I reach under the dress and pull my panties off before I climb up. I glance back to the door again and slip my hand down my body. I part my legs more.
When my fingers graze across my clit, I whimper. My whole body jerks. I suck in a breath, not prepared for that. It’s never been this way before.
It’shim. He’s done this to me.
My clit throbs more. I’m growing as wet as I was yesterday. My eyes fall closed as I begin stroking myself. I think about Xavier in the shower. The sounds he’d made before he came with my name on his lips. I let out a small moan, my own orgasm fast approaching.
“Xavier.” I breathe his name, my body starting to tighten. A hand wraps around my wrist. My eyes fly open to look up at Xavier.
