I moaned, my arms wrapping around his neck as I kissed him liked I’d never let him go. He was stiff for one second before suddenly, he came alive, making me shiver as his powerful hands grabbed me and yanked me against him. He pulled me into the room, kissing me hungrily and fiercely as he kicked the door shut and pushed me up against it.

My hips rolled against his, his thick bulge pressing into me as I held him tight, losing myself in that kiss. Until suddenly, like lightning striking, his lips left mine, and he pulled away.

“No, Lola—”

“Don’t say that, please.”

“We can’t do this!” he hissed.

“Yes we can!”

“No,” the word growled from his lips.

“Why not, and don’t you dare say because of our ages or because I’m too young to know what I want.”

His stern look faded to a small smile as he reached out and tucked a lock of my hair back from my face.

“I wouldn’t dare say either of those things, sweetheart,” he purred before his face darkened again. “There’s…there’s more to this than you and me.”

“I don’t care what other people—”

“Lola.”

His gruff yet soothing voice stopped me.

“I should have told you this earlier. I didn’t know how. Now,” he shook his head, his eyes flashing. “Now I know there’s no other way than to tell you everything, because the alternative is walking away from this—”

I stiffened, but his look was fierce as he held my gaze.

“But that is never happening.”

I nodded, taking deep breaths.

“What is it?”

And then he told me all of it — everything about Shana, and her legal team, and all the shit she was trying to pull. I wanted to scream, or to find his ex and smack her for being such a horrible person, or both. But mostly, I wanted to love him. Mostly, I just wanted to make it all better for him, and slip into his arms and against his lips and tell him I was there however he needed me.

“But this is ridiculous! She can’t—”

“She can,” he growled. “It is what it is for now. Lola, baby, I can’t—”

“You were there when no one else was!”

“This is wrong, Lola.”

“Then why do I feel this way?” I whispered, holding his arms. “And why do you?”

Xavier looked away, his muscles clenching under my fingers and his jaw tightening.

“I—”

“Don’t you want me?”

He growled, this low, animalistic sound as his eyes blazed fire into mine.

“You know I do,” he hissed.

Fuck, there was that darkness that surrounded him sometimes. That powerful, irresistible edge that he got that just did things to me. And right there, it was doing all sorts of things to me. I licked my lips, pulling against him as my hands slid up his firm chest and my eyes locked with his.

“Don’t you want to be the first one to fuck my little pussy, Daddy?”

There wasn’t even a second’s hesitation before his hands grabbed me tight, and suddenly, we were whirling as his lips crashed into mine. I moaned, kissing him hungrily as I half jumped and half was hauled up into his arms. My legs wrapped around his waist, my arms around his neck as his big hands grabbed my ass and carried me bodily across the room.

We crashed into a wall, both of us grunting but never breaking the kiss. He pressed into me, my legs spreading wide around his muscled hips. I’d arrived at his door straight from Callie’s quarters, where I’d changed into a tank top and sleep shorts, and I shivered at the way his hard body felt against me with so little on. I moaned as I felt his rock hard cock press between my thighs, pulsing against my hot, wet pussy.

We parted, and he set me on the ground just long enough for both of us to tear our clothes off. His t-shirt and dark jeans hit the floor the same time as my tank top and shorts, and then suddenly, I was right back in his big arms. Only this time, there was nothing between us. This time, I could feel every inch of his thick, gorgeous cock throbbing against my belly.

“Come,” he growled, panting as he pulled away from the kiss and took my hands in his.

“Where?”

He grinned hungrily as he pulled me into him.

“I told you, baby girl,” he purred. “When I take you, it’ll be like a princess. Pampered. Ready. In a bed — my bed. Silk sheets at your back, and covered in jewels. Because you’re not just a princess, angel.”

His eyes flashed fiercely as he leaned close, his lips brushing mine.

“You’re my princess.”