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“Ah!” I moaned as he took my bottom lip between his teeth and sucked ruthlessly. His mouth slid to my neck, then to my ear, biting as he went, hard enough to leave marks. “Xavi!”
“Shut up!” he barked before he covered my mouth again with his, tongue twisting with mine while pounding into me, robbing me of words beyond a low moan deep from my belly.
My head thumped against the bricks with each rough movement, but I hardly noticed. He was huge—that in itself was nothing new. But generally, he took so much more…time…to prepare me. This was Xavier everywhere all at once, primal and pure instinct. Conquering my body more than making love to it. I couldn’t deny my response, but where was it coming from?
I squirmed under him, struggling to adjust to his size and power. But he was driving harder now, creating a slightly painful friction that quickly gave way to pleasure the longer he worked.
“Francesca,” he huffed, breath hot and heavy in my ear. “Fuck me, you’re so…”
His words faded as his teeth found my earlobe, eliciting a screech from deep within me.
“Hush,” he snapped. “I’m going to tear this body in two, d o you hear me? And you’re not going to argue. You’re not going to fight me. You’re just going to take it, do you understand? You’re Just. Going. To. Take. It. Aren’t you, you dirty girl? Fuck!”
“Xavi—oh!—Xavi, someone could see us!” I could barely string together a full sentence against the force of his movements.
He groaned, as if just the idea made him that much more animal. “Do you really think I fucking care about that?”
He clearly did not, thrusting as relentlessly as he had begun, as if his movements could also drive away the rest of the world, even as my orgasm approached from only the connection of our bodies and the singular fullness of him.
“Take it,” he ordered. “Fucking take me, Ces.”
“Oh my God, Xavi, yesssssss.”
The final word came out as a ragged hiss while my head banged against the wall particularly hard. The slight pain combined with his punishing pleasure proved to be my undoing. My entire body clenched around him as I came, right there in the alley, completely at his mercy while he pumped again and again, giving no quarter as he released every last bit of his aggression.
“That’s it,” he snarled. “My God, squeeze me, Francesca. Fucking milk me, baby.”
I obeyed, unable to do anything else. As I shook in his arms, the hands holding me up suddenly shoved me harder against the brick. Xavier came with a shout, slapping one hand against the wall behind my head while the other gripped my ass hard enough to leave black and blue fingerprints behind. The moan into my neck was a pained howl, like a wild wolf. His hips jerked while the rest of him tensed, pouring into me with every tiny movement.
And I took it all. I wrapped my legs around his waist, arms around his neck, and squeezed, throbbing with him until our heartbeats were finally one.
Eventually, though, the rest of the world returned. I inhaled deeply, relishing his clean scent along with the salty musk of sex and sweat. Gradually, I recognized the way the bricks at my back were prodding uncomfortably. The traffic at the end of the block grew louder. My sense of propriety emerged from its hiding place like a scared kid in a fort. Meanwhile, the clink of Xavier’s belt buckle sounded far too much like the click of a camera.
“Xavi—” I gasped, wriggling weakly against him. “Oh my God, please.”
The press had largely left us alone over the past few weeks, having moved on to other stories, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t find us again. I was fully aware of how I must look should anyone stumble upon us. Loose. Easy. Utterly wanton.
Xavier’s breath was warm against my collar. He was still gasping in recovery, but eventually, the rhythm of his heart slowed to something approximating normal.
“I have to finish work,” he muttered behind my ear, clearly unaffected by our compromising position. “I’ll have one of the cooks wrap something up for you if you like.”
That was…it? That was all he had to say after what had just happened?
Gently, the hands gripping my ass squeezed, and then he allowed my feet to drop back down to the ground. I swallowed thickly. Lord, I was still tingling.
“Sure you can’t get away?” I ventured shyly as I put myself back in order. “I’m no chef, but you seemed to have a lot of them in there.”
One hand still braced on the wall next to my head, his eyes raked over my body, and for a second, I thought he might take me all over again, right there. I had never felt so torn in my life. For one, it was like I was his prey, resisting the urge to flee a dangerous predator looking for its next kill. But another part of me wanted to be captured all over again. Maybe more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life.
In the end, Xavier made the choice for me. He brushed an absent kiss atop my head, then pushed off the wall. With a long sigh and an expression resembling something like regret, he straightened his jacket collar and walked back to the door to the restaurant, leaving me to follow on my own.
“I’ll see you at home,” he said vacantly, without looking at me again as he opened the door.
Sounds of clinking pans and chopping knives filled the space between us.
Then the door closed, and he was gone, leaving me in the alley to find my way back to Mayfair without him.
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