Xavier FINAL (Men of Steel #4)

by Mj Fields

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?”

  Chapter 23

  PPP - X

  She was unlike anyone I had ever met. She truly was amazing. She laid floating in a tub, her hair wet and fanned out in the water. The contrast in her dark hair and the pale skin under the low lights above us was almost heavenly. I would take a picture and frame it if I knew no one would see it and that it wouldn’t end up on the fucking internet.

  “No one can see us here Taelyn.” I pulled her closer to me. Her pussy against my chest and I bowed my head in this pussy praising position I not only wanted to be in but needed to be in. I wanted to show her all the pleasures I could give her so she wouldn’t look for it elsewhere for a long fucking time.

  I kissed her hips and she moaned softly. My tongue found her belly button, one I swear was going to be jeweled with emeralds as soon as she would let me pierce it. Her hips swayed slightly but she was relaxed and floating. I was hungry as fuck.

  I licked her lips softly, easing her back into this. I wanted to taste her. There was nothing going on in there I had already checked it out real fucking close up and personal. Her body tensed and I pulled back a bit, licking just where I knew she wanted me too. I wanted her to trust me. I wasn’t pushing because every fucking time we were together she got more daring. Taelyn was a little vixen. She was as needy sexually as I was and I’d be damned if I was gonna fuck that up.

  I spread her with my finger and flicked her clit a few times before I couldn’t hold back I needed to suck it. I needed her to come and I knew I could make her without anything but my mouth.

  She came and she came hard. Her hands grabbed the sides of the tub and her knees clenched around my head. I held her ass firmly in my hands and I even let my fingers rub the backdoor a little and guess what? She allowed it.

  When she was done she laid back again fully relaxed and biting back a smile. After a few minutes I pulled her up and she kissed me.

  “Not bad,” she said as she licked her lips.

  “Good stuff huh? But if I ever walk in and catch you licking yourself we’re gonna fight. That’s all mine.”

  “I’ll try to restrain myself.”

  I reached between us and cupped her tit. “I’m gonna make you come like this to.”

  “Please.” She kissed my neck and then pulled on my nipple ring.

  “Then you’re gonna ride me and we come together.”

  ~

  We laid in bed and I looked at the clock, “Two in the morning; we’re sleeping in tomorrow.”

  “Sounds good. Nine?” She reached over to set her alarm.

  “Sleep in means noon.” I grabbed her phone.

  “There is no way I’ll be able to sleep that late.”

  “That’s right, you’re a morning girl.” I rubbed her lip.

  “Is that supposed to be a subtle hint?”

  “More subtle than smashing your phone and asking your mouth to be my alarm clock.”

  “Alarm cock.”

  “Sure that’ll work.”

  She laughed and snuggled into me.

  “Feels good here right?”

  “More than good.”

  ~

  “I’m living a dream,” I said as I pulled the covers off and held her hair in my hands so I could see her mouth full of me. “Morning beautiful.”

  She sucked hard and pulled her mouth away making a loud pop sound. “Morning angel.”

  “Babe, angels don’t have tattoos.”

  She licked my head and I groaned, “Mine does.”

  “You’re gonna make me blush, so how about you keep that mouth busy and stop talking.” I pushed her head down lower and felt my tip hit the back of her throat. “That’s it girl you’ve got almost all of me, relax a little and you’ll have—Fuck yes.”

  Her tongue was rubbing up and down the back of my cock as she rolled my balls in her hands.

  “Perfect Taelyn. Damn.”

  She was looking up and me and moved slowly up.

  “Harder and faster. Fuck yeah just like that,” I nearly whimpered.

  Her red lips around my cock was another picture I wanted. Watching her so willing and wanting to please me sent waves through my flesh, my whole body, and so deep I felt it in my bones.

  Her tongue rubbed the underside and she swallowed squeezing me.

  “I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come so fucking hard for you. So damn hard.” She swallowed again and I lost the ability to control myself.

  I guided her head as my hips rocked into her mouth and I came. She swallowed every last drop and then sat up on her knees
and wiped her chin and smiled.

  “Get over her, now.” I pulled her arm making her fall against my chest and I held her ear against my heart. I wanted her to hear what she did to me. How she affected me.

  “Your wings are flapping on the inside.” She said as she lifted her head and rested her chin on my chest.

  “You’re a work of art you know. I wish I could take pictures of everything I see in you, just so you could see it. But they’d end up on the internet and I’d end up killing someone.”

  She smiled and just stared at me, green eyes shining and dancing. She climbed up and kissed me. She stuck her tongue in my mouth and rubbed it up and down my tongue and then sat up.

  “I like the way you taste.”

  “A little salty.”

  “Perfect. Every tattooed, pierced, hard, part of your body makes me want more of you. The way you touch me, the way you treat me, makes me crazy with want. You’re patient yet persistent. You seem to know what I want and how to make all the things I don’t want desirable. So you,” She climbed up on top of me and straddled me. “Are my angel, tattoos and all.”

  “You know I’m gonna keep pushing until you’ve let me have ever inch of you.”

  “You know I don’t want it any other way don’t you?”

  “Damn.”

  “Damn.”

  She jumped up. “We have a lot to do. Stage the offices, get the computer programs up and running, have legal draw up contracts, and later, break in my office.”

  I sat up, “You had me at break in my office.”

  “I want to be bent over the desk.”

  “You will be.”

  I stood up intent on showering with Taelyn and looked at the clock. “No way. You know it’s seven in the morning?”

  She leaned out of the bathroom door and nodded. “You know your family will be here in just two days, that we have a show to see tonight, that you have dinner on Sunday with all of them, and that Monday, you’re gonna sign three, maybe four people to Forever Four and take the music world over just like you took me over?”

  “You know I’m hearing nothing you’re saying and picturing you in a cheerleading outfit with pom poms.” She laughed. “You know I love to hear you laugh?”

  “Good because laughing is my second favorite thing to do.”

  “Oh yeah, what your first?”