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“Mom, Xavier is back.” I needed this conversation to end. “I know and I appreciate it but I’m not going to concern myself with how they feel about it.” Dear God this was embarrassing. “It’s my life, my choices. Why is him hugging a girl in a vehicle worse than me kissing that Nickie guy? I’m just as much at fault. I did it because he made me mad. Please I don’t want to go into it.” I listened to her and felt his eyes burning a hole in my head. “I don’t know why he hugged her. Why are we discussing a timeline here I--.”
“She was crying. Said her family was losing everything and that she was in love with Dr. Dickless and that he didn’t feel the same. Two weeks ago that shit would have meant nothing. I was drunk. She tried to kiss me--.”
“She what!”
“I told her that shit wasn’t gonna happen ever again, don’t get mad.”
“Mom, I’ll call you back.-- I love you too.”
I ended the call and looked at him.
“Say something Taelyn.”
“I wanna go to sleep. I’m tired.”
“I got your girl stuff.” He held up the bag and smiled.
“Yeah thanks.”
“Thanks?” He laughed as we pulled out of the parking lot.
“I would have got them. I’m really fine.”
“You owe me big. I almost kicked the little fucker’s ass in there who was laughing at me. Did I mention I hate kids?”
“Did you kiss her back?”
“No.”
“No, that’s all you’re going to say?”
“No I didn’t kiss her back.”
“So did she try to kiss you or did she kiss you?”
“She caught my cheek. That’s it. Be pissed all you want. Last night was pretty fucked up you know? I was sexually assaulted by two women.”
“Sexually assaulted?”
“Yep. You should be feeling sorry for me.”
“Pfft.”
“They kissed me. I wanted nothing to do with them. You, on the other hand, kissed Nickie like you--.”
“I was pissed at you!”
“Now that’s a shocker.” He reached over and grabbed my hand and I started to pull away. “I’m playing. We gonna keep going backwards or keep walking forward Irish?”
“Forward.”
“Good. So your family saw the pictures?”
“Yes and apparently they want me to come home.”
“You said no of course.”
“I said I’d come home for break.”
He didn’t say anything except, “Hmm.”
We pulled up to a building that looked exactly like all the others in the gated community. It was a little bigger and there were no signs of a neighbor.
“You’re home.” He said as he opened the door.
“How much is the rent?”
“It’s owned by Steel, you’re all good as long as you work for them.”
“Wrong answer. I want a number.”
“Okay nine and a half.” He grinned.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You in a better mood?”
“Why?”
“Well nine and a half inches in your mouth every day, that’ll take care of the rent.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Let’s go inside.”
He got out of the car and I sat and watched him. I swear he could ask anything of me, do anything to me, and I would let him. I was wide open to this man. My feelings for him were not rational. But I didn’t care. I was going to enjoy whatever time we had together and push away the fear of him hurting me like Daniel had.
I got out and he smiled and grabbed my hand. “You ready?”
“Yep.” I looked up at him and for a moment I was lost in his seemingly vulnerable smile.
“You forgot your girl things.”
“Oh, yeah about that. I really didn’t need them.”
“You’re kidding right?” His eyebrow shot up.
“You were hassling Cyrus and--.”
He grabbed me and bent me forward and swatted my ass.
“Ouch!”
“You deserve far worse.” He picked me up from behind and carried me to the front door.
He punched in the code on the digital lock and opened the door. “Four, seven, four, seven, four. Got it?”
“Not really.”
He walked in the door and kicked it shut and then set my feet on the floor.
“Irish. That’s the code. Four, seven, four, seven, four.”
He pointed to the left, “Coat closet.”
He opened the door and shrugged off his coat and hung it up. He held out his hand and I took my coat off and handed it to him.
I looked in as he hung my coat. All my shoes were inside. I kicked off my boots and so did he.
When he turned around I looked up into his eyes. His eyes were nearly black and slightly hooded.
My mouth went dry and I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, willing myself to turn away.
“You okay?” The thickness in his voice made my insides clench.
“Show me around?”
“There isn’t a lot to show, I wanted you to pick out some things for your place. I want it to feel like home to you. I kind of want you to like it here.”
“I already do.”
I felt emotions well up inside of me. I needed a few minutes, maybe a few days to get it all in check. I looked up briefly and he was looking at me.
“You gonna keep looking at me like that or are you gonna say what’s on your mind?”
He stepped back a little and I forced a smile. “Just tired.”
“Okay. Your bedroom is upstairs, first door on the right. I’ll show you. You need sleep.”
I nodded.
We walked through the rooms and I didn’t even look. I just followed behind him and up the stairs. He opened the door to a very large, very pink room.
He pointed to the far left, “Bathroom’s there. Closet is next to it.”
If I said something I was going to cry. He looked back at me, his handsome face was unreadable.
“I’m gonna let you settle in then. You need anything call me. I’m heading over to Steel. Its three blocks away. So if there is anything--.”
I practically threw myself at him and wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Christ Taelyn, you’re a fucking wreck.” He walked us to the bed and pulled down the duvet cover. “Climb on up and lay down.”
I did and I swear even the hotel room bed wasn’t as comfortable as this bed. The sheets were slate gray silk and a hot pink cotton duvet covered what I assumed was a down comforter. It was heavy and extremely comfortable.
He covered me up and kissed me very cautiously on the lips and then my forehead.
“I don’t know how long it will take but again, you need anything you call. You want me here tonight or--.”
“Yes.”
He let out a sigh, “Thank fuck. I thought I fucked up already.”
“No. It’s a lot.”
“I’m not moving in, I’ve got my own place okay?”
I nodded unwilling to let myself tell him I would be fine with it. I wanted this to be his way. A man like him needed that. He needed to force his way into something in order to own it. I knew it to be true. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to be owned by him.
“You look exactly like I imagined you would laying there Taelyn. Stunning and more desirable than anyone else I have ever met.”
He kissed me again and walked out the door.
I waited until I heard the door close and then I let it all go. I cried for nearly an hour. I cried because I was happy, because I was scared, because I had disappointed my family, because I wanted to not disappoint him, and then because I was crying. I was completely out of sorts. I was sure that it was that first day of my period hormonal swing but it had never been like this before. Then again, I had never had anything in my life that knocked me off my feet then swept me up and cared for me in this way either. Then I cried because someday it was going to hurt so very bad to lose everything Xavier had given me physically and emotionally.
I must have fallen asleep after that because I woke up and looked at the nightstand where my phone sat in the charging dock next to a Bose charging station. The clock said midnight. It had been four hours.
I sat up and decided to finally allow myself to take in my new surroundings. The bottom of the walls had an antique white chair rail. It was beautiful. The upper part of the walls had thick stripes of grey and alternated with pale pink. I had never loved pink but now I was looking at it the way he did and it was fast becoming my favorite color.
The floor was thick planked white wood that appeared aged and the grey of old wood crackled through it. On the floor beside the side of the bed he had helped me into was a thick throw carpet, hot pink and shaggy. My feet begged to touch it. And my grandmothers night table.
I hopped off the tall king-sized antique white sleigh bed and walked around the room.
The curtains matched the sheets and pillow cases. They flowed fully to the ground. I wondered if the windows were as large or if the curtains just made them appear that way. I opened one and smiled when the hidden French doors were exposed. They lead to a small Juliet type balcony. On it were two chairs and a small wrought iron table.
I walked into the bathroom and it was grey granite. Not one ounce of pink. The complementing color was white. It was set up exactly the way the other place was. A large walk in shower big enough for two, double sinks, and a large garden tub.
I turned on the water to fill the tub and decided I would run downstairs to see what I had missed. I turned around and he was in the doorway.
I jumped and laughed, “You scared me.”
“Sorry about that. You planning on taking a bath?”
Oh boy, that heated look and thick voice had returned. I nodded.
“Perfect. I will go grab the towels and give you a couple minutes to get in.”
“Are there bubbles here?”
“I’m sure. Check in the cabinets under the sink.”
I walked over and looked in the mirror. Much to my surprise, disgust, and horror, every bit of my eye make-up was dripping down my face. I grabbed a washcloth and scrubbed it off. I wasn’t sure which was worse, the make-up or what I had just revealed. My face was swollen and puffy from crying.
“Did you find some?” He yelled.
“Not yet,” I grumbled and he peeked his head in.
“Everything okay?”
“Yes and no.” I shrugged.
“What can I help you with?”
“Next time I look like I got my butt kicked by mascara would you let me know?”
“Sure, but you still looked damn good to me.”
“You got twenty twenty vision Mr. Steel?”
“Right now I’m seeing about thirty two C. My eyes are just fine. Happy even.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at him.
“You still need a minute for you know.” He smirked and whispered, “Take care of the Flo issue?”
“Get out.” I threw the washcloth at him.
“Okay,” he laughed, “but hurry it up. I owe you two.”
He shut the door and I took care of the Flo issue. Surprisingly it was very light for day one. Thank God.
I was in the tub surrounded by bubbles and warmth when he opened the door.
“I missed the striptease?”
“Next week I’ll give it a whirl.”
He pulled his grey vintage Zeppelin tee shirt over his head and I smiled. “So that means you like it here?”
“I love the bedroom, bathroom and that little balcony is amazing. But that’s as far as I got.”
“I can show you more.” He smirked as he unbuttoned his jeans.
“Please do.” I leaned back in the tub and watched as he bent down and took off his socks.
He stood up and winked as he pulled down the Diesels.
“That is.” I licked my lips. “A beautiful penis.”
“She didn’t mean it,” he said as he looked down stroking himself. “Babe this is not just a penis.”
“No it’s certainly not. It’s like-- two.”
He laughed out loud and stepped into the tub. “Good save. He’s pretty damn confident but the p word is brutal.”
“Well what exactly does he think he is?”
He sat down and the water rose up covering to my nose.
“He thinks he would like a little water drained out so he can see you. Damn girl.” He laughed as he pushed bubbles away from my face. “There you are. I thought I was gonna have to go grab Scuba Steve to save you.”
“Scuba Steve.”
“Big Daddy,” we both said at the same time and laughed.
“Tell me you’ve seen every one of Adam Sandler’s movies and I may come right now.”
“I have. Over and over again.”
“Damn, I’m glad I found you.”
Damn, I’m glad you said that. I was trying not to do the cheese grin.
He leaned forward and kissed my nose. And then leaned back relaxing into the bath on the opposite side. He grabbed a washcloth and then pulled my foot up and nipped my piggy toe. Then he sucked it and popped it out of his mouth.
“I wonder if every part of you tastes good.”
“Probably not.”
I reached down and rubbed my nails lightly up and down his calves.
“Mmm.”
“You like that?”
“I like your hands on me.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t go with you tonight. I never get like that. I hope I never do again.”
“Wasn’t that bad. I actually lucked out. I rented a sprayer to paint with and had it delivered. Two guys dropped it off and I asked them how it worked. They showed me and sprayed the entire reception area in twenty minutes. I offered them a few bills and the other guy grabbed a machine they had picked up from a job that was finished. Took a little under three hours and the entire place is done. Looks cool too. I love the bare floors. Half of me doesn’t want to cover them but the tile that looks like wood goes in tomorrow.”
“So you didn’t even paint?” I asked sitting forward and rubbing his knees.
“No. I moved shit around so it didn’t get painted. You should see your office.”
“I have an office?”
“Right next to mine. I’m thinking of soundproofing it.”
“Why is that?”
“For when we need to get off.”
“Office hours.” I rubbed his thighs as he continued nibbling on my feet.
“We really don’t have a set schedule so fuck office hours. How far can you spread your legs?”
“What?”
“Tell me when it gets uncomfortable.” He leaned forward and grabbed my other ankle. “Lean back and hold the tub behind you and let that pretty little ass float.”
“Xavier I--.”
“Please trust me with your body. I’ll never hurt it. Trust?”
“Trust.” I let out a deep breath and leaned back.
“Relax and float up to me.”
He spread me wide and when I looked down his jaw was clenched and the muscles in it twitched.
He ran his thumb up me and I jumped making me sink.
He looked at me and tilted his head to the side and narrowed his eyes. “Relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” I huffed and he lifted my ass up. “You’re not spread all wide open.”
“Anytime you want that to happen just say so. I want to see, touch, and taste every part of you.”
“Dear God.”
He gave a little dark chuckle and blew against my wide open spot.
“We use mirrors next time. I wish you could see how pretty you are here.”
“No thanks I’ll pass.” His tongue flicked my clit. “Damn it.”
“Lick it, suck it, finger fuck it, but never damn this perfect little pink pussy.”
His mouth was now covering me.
“Xavier, I--.” His tongue circled the outer area and then my clit. He lifted my butt higher and his tongue traveled down farther. “Not there, please, not--.” His tongue traveled back to my clit.
“Mmm.”
I was so sensitive. But I couldn’t get past the fact that--.
“No. Xavier.” I wiggled free from his grip and my ass was now out of his hands and on the floor of the tub.
“You’re angry?”
“That’s just not right.”
“You aren’t even bleeding.”
“What if all the sudden I gush.”
“Gush?” He looked shocked.
“Google that buddy.”
I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them.
“Well, it’s a chance I’m willing to take.” He reached up and grabbed my ankles and dragged me up to him. “I told you I want everything. I wasn’t joking.”
“So I’m just supposed to let you?”
“Hell yes. And you’re supposed to enjoy it.”
He held my hips and rocked me back and forth against his erection.
“You enjoy it?” I was trying to be pissy but it was a difficult task when I was being teased.
“Hell yes or I wouldn’t have kept it up.”
“Have you done that a lot?”
“Never.”
I felt myself start to smile.
“Oh you like firsts huh Irish?”
“I didn’t think there could be any with you.”
“Ouch, are you calling me a whore?”
“No just surprised that’s all.”
“I don’t eat pussy like I eat you either.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I lick a little, here.” His finger was now rubbing my clit, “And the rest is finger banging and fake chow.”
I smiled and yes I blushed.
“See, this is us. We don’t hold back. We jump in with both feet and fuck what anyone else says. As long as we’re good with each other nothing else matters. There are no cameras here. This won’t be on the internet tomorrow. So lay back and let me explore. Let me touch you. I promise I will make you come.”
I held up two fingers.
“Twice?”
I nodded.
“Be a good girl and I may even give you three.”
“No butt action.”
“I won’t tongue punch the dark star.”
“What?”
“Think about it Irish. I will lick where I want to and my cock will be in every part of you.”
“I don’t think--.”
“If it’s awful just tell me no. But open up your body and your mind.” I laid back and he smiled. “Could you be more perfect?”