by Kiki Leach
"I noticed that you had a few bottles in the fridge," I told him.
"Yeah, shit left over from the parties. Fridge at the club can get overstocked more often than not."
"You volunteer to take home what's left?"
He jerked his shoulders and chuckled. "Those assholes get what's left of the pussy, I get what's left of the food and booze."
"And you're fine with that."
"Yeah... Ain't got much of a choice anymore. Never had much of one once you left."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah..."
I nodded as he lowered his glass back down to the table and winced with every move, then inhaled what was left of my vodka and leaned into his face. "Let me see your hand, X."
"Why, darlin', you a nurse now?"
"I could be yours with the right outfit." His brow lifted at the intensity of my voice; then he grinned like the Cheshire cat and dropped his hand into my lap, brushing his knuckles against my thigh. I exhaled while rolling my fingers from the center of his palm to the tips of his fingers, so slowly that we shivered in unison. "Did you feel that from me?" I asked.
His eyes returned to mine with a darkness circling his pupils as he bobbed his head. "Yeah, darlin', I felt that shit hardcore." He cleared his throat and turned toward me as his dick pushed along the center of his pants, forcing the head of his zipper to stand at attention.
I squirmed against the couch as the edge of my skirt slipped to my waist and flipped his hand to brush my fingers between his swollen knuckles. His brows came together as he groaned. "You might need more than ice or a bag of peas for this, X."
"Nah, I ain't gonna need shit for this, darlin' -- I been put on my whole ass for worse than some shit like this."
"I wish you hadn't shown up with the sole purpose of attacking him," I said. "Not that I'm not grateful to you for telling him what you did, but--"
"You think the shit might fall back on you?"
"Not as much as I had thought about it before... But if it did, it would be nothing compared to what could happen to you. That's only ever been my biggest concern; how what you did to Rocka, if anything, would affect you and your status within the club."
"That asshole got what he deserved; got the shit that was always comin' to him, darlin' -- and the motherfucker is out for a reason. Anything less wouldn't have mattered and at this rate, he needs to be lucky I didn't kill him 'cause he's an asset with info." He paused and took in a breath. "As far as my brother's go, asshole's still breathin'. Only shit that matters right now."
"Is it?" I lifted his hand to my mouth and pressed my lips against his skin. "You're the only person who's ever given enough of a damn about me to do something for nothing," I said. "It's part of why I've always loved you so much... almost more than life itself."
"Almost?" He grinned again, and I melted like a warm stick of butter clutched inside the palm of his hand. "You're only sayin' that shit 'cause you've been drinkin' some of that hard shit, darlin'."
"It's barely enough to put me on my ass right now, X, and I'm saying it because it's the truth," I told him. "You've always looked out for me and been there no matter what. Even when you went out of your way to deny how you felt... even when I left."
"You cut me real deep with that shit, darlin'... what I did after was to protect you from what I knew could come once the pain wore off and I needed another bandaid to fix what was broken..."
"I'm sorry--"
"Nah..." His voice trailed as he waved his hand and grinded the back of his teeth; a flush filled his cheeks as he shook his head. "But you know that I never not wanted you; you know that shit -- got to. It was only ever a matter of me bein' unable to keep the good I managed to find beneath a pile of shit once I had it."
"And you still want me?" I asked him, breathless as the heat between us nearly overturned. "Right?"
"Darlin'--"
"You still want me, X." I hiked my skirt to my stomach and climbed onto his lap, pushing against him as his penis swelled against my sex through his pants. I bent forward to lick his lips and shifted to embrace the entirety of his length as he made a sharp, whistling noise and lifted his hand to my throat, gently squeezing as I whimpered. "I told you that I was yours... I mean it now as much as I did three years ago."
He rocked against me and sank his fingers into my pulse. "You left not long after sayin' that to me the first time, darlin'."
"You know that I'm never leaving you again."
"Prove that shit to me, yeah?"
His hand dropped to my breast as he pressed his mouth against the center of my throat. My lips parted as he slowly dragged his tongue across my skin and brushed his thumb across my nipple through the fabric, forcing an erection to push against my tank as his cock twitched between my legs.
I cried out and reached for his pants, yanking at his buckle before wrapping my hands around his face and lowering my eyes to match the darkness of his gaze. "Please kiss me," I muttered.
"Yeah?"
"Yes." I snaked my arms across his shoulders and shoved my breasts against him while exhaling between my lips. He looked into my face with a hunger that sent my heart racing and licked his own. "Please kiss me," I said again.
"Jesus." He wrapped both hands around my behind to hold me against him and tickled my lips with the tip of his tongue. "You sure you want this from me tonight?" he questioned. "All goddamn night?" I gulped and nodded. "No turnin' back this time, darlin' -- for real."
"Never again, X."
He clamped my bottom lip between his teeth and squeezed my behind. I moaned as the feeling sent a wave of sparks flashing through my veins and slid my hand down his chest before shoving my fingers inside his pants and underwear, reaching for his dick. He rocked against my hand as my fingers slid against his shaft, allowing me to fully embrace the thickness of his rod, then picked me up until I was nearly in the air above him and wagged his tongue against my own.
Our breathing heavied as he carried me into the bedroom, as he lowered me to his bed with ease and quickly removed his cut and shirt. I reached for him in desperation as he stood between my legs, snaking my fingers across the scars embedded into his beautifully sculped bare chest, rolling them across the sudden beads of sweat pouring from his perfectly chiseled abs and deliciously bulging cock. When I called for more of his touch, he slipped his hands beneath my thighs, gently lifting them from the bed. I gasped as he leaned against me, as his insanely thick rod collided with the throbbing of my clit, and closed my eyes. As he leaned over my body and rolled his fingers against my sex through my panties before pushing them aside to caress my lips, I turned my head and exhaled. My hips jerked as my breathing tightened; he snickered before finally pushing two long fingers inside me and lowering his head to my chest, using his other hand to lift my bra and roll his tongue across my breasts through my tank.
"Mm." I combed my fingers through his hair while working in sync with the motion of his hand, my body rolling against the bed as my breasts swelled and tightened against his mouth.
"You feelin' me on this shit, darlin'?"
"Yes."
He snickered again while unsnapping my bra, then pulled back for a few seconds, allowing me to toss it to the floor near his cut and shirt. As I fell back to the bed, he lifted my tank over my head and slid it down my arms, stopping as he reached my wrists.
"What are you do--?"
He shook his head before I could say another word and pressed a single finger against my lips. "Wanna make goddamn sure you ain't goin' nowhere else this time like you keep claimin', darlin'."
"I told you that I wouldn't," I said.
"Wanna make goddamn sure." He looped the tank around my wrists and lowered his mouth back down to my throat, sucking my skin between his lips until I pushed against him with a mixture of pain and pleasure gliding toward my sex like a violent snap of thunder. He dropped his other hand back down to my waist and removed my skirt and panties, then planted kisses beneath my stomach and pushed my thighs until my hee
ls reached the edge of the bed. "You still taste the same?" He fell to his knees in front of me and cupped my breasts, massaging until my nipples hardened against him.
"I don't... I don't remember how I tasted with you, X."
"Sweet, darlin'. Always goddamn sweet." His tongue extended along my slit, forcing my body to rattle with a spark that sent my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Then he leaned away from me and chuckled before pressing his lips against my own, using his tongue to push his way toward my opening and kiss me as if I was the last woman he would ever taste.
"Oh my God." I dropped my hands on top of his head as they remained bound and rolled my fingers back through his hair, then pushed my sex against his mouth as he wrapped his hands around my thighs and suckled my clit. "Oh my God, X -- Please." I lifted my head to look at his face as he continued; to take note of his eyes as the hunger in each one rendered me paralyzed to anything more than his touch; to absorb the weight of satisfaction crossing his lips as they fluttered in sync with his tongue before falling back to the bed in damn near exhaustion and curling my toes into the mattress as I came across his tongue. "Xavier, please."
He lowered my legs back down to the bed after licking me clean and removed his pants and underwear with a frenzy, then climbed on top of me and curled his arm around my waist, pulling me close enough to feel the insane beating of his heart against my chest. He was nervous. I loosened my wrists from the tank and brought my hand to his face, sliding my fingers across his cheek and swiping the tip of my thumb along the edge of his bottom lip. He released a shaky breath and settled between my thighs while hiking my right leg behind his back, positioning himself.
I gasped as he leaned into my face and smiled wide enough to redden his skin.
"How goddamn much have you missed me like this, darlin'? Missed havin' me just like this?" His shaft brushed along my slit before I could answer. I bit my lip to suppress another moan and lowered my hand to his shoulder. "More than you ever thought you could?"
"More than I ever thought was humanly possible; enough to hurt when I woke up every morning, realizing you would never be there."
"And you're fuckin' sure you want me there with you now?"
"Yes." I nodded and slinked my arms around his neck, snaked my nails across his back and lifted my head to brush my mouth across his lips.
A small growl rolled between his lips as his eyes closed and his grin tightened. "For good?"
"Always."
I kissed him with an eagerness that softened my body against the hardness of his own and wrapped my other leg around his waist. He exhaled across my tongue and kissed me with a deepness that set my insides on fire, then reached for himself and swept his tongue across my jawline. "You good?" He caressed my throat before sliding his free hand back down to my breast, rolling my nipple against the roughness of his skin as the sweet warmth of his breath washed across my body.
"Yes," I told him. "I'm good."
Within seconds, he was inside me, gliding in and out of my sex, rocking against me with a rhythm that lifted me from the bed and sat me directly on top of his cock. He fucked me like he owned more than my body; as if he owned so much more than even my heart and soul. It wasn't until I could feel my breasts actively bouncing against his chest that I realized he had returned to his feet. I locked my ankles around his waist as my hands cradled his neck and rolled my hips to match the wildly intense gyration of his own.
My head fell back as my lips parted in elation. I felt light-headed and somewhat dizzy while clawing at his skin and latching onto the curls of his hair, while wrestling with the unhinged sounds of my heart thumping against his own.
As he continued pumping in and out of me so slowly that breathing in quick, short intervals became my only option, I leaned forward to suckle his tongue.
"Goddamn, baby." He cupped my face with one hand and caressed my jaw while keeping a firm grip around my waist, then licked the sweat from my lips and pillaged my mouth while shoving me against the wall near his door.
I pulled away as his strokes deepened, as the width of his dick expanded and rubbed against me in ways I had forgotten were humanly possible with a man like him.
A man I loved more than I knew this life would allow me to have.
To say that he was large was an understatement. To say that I was satisfied with what he could give me wouldn't have been enough of the truth.
I needed more from him. I would always need more from him and no one else for as long as I was still breathing.
"X..." I took his face inside my hands and kissed him again, until my heart nearly stopped beating and my breathing waned. "Tell me that you love me," I begged, holding my lips against his own as I stared into his eyes, desperate for nothing more than the truth. "Tell me that I'm all you'll ever love."
"You're all I'm ever gonna love, darlin'... Only woman I've ever fuckin' loved more than my own goddamn mother... more than my own fuckin' life." He sat back while continuing to bury himself inside of me and brushed my hair from my face, tangling his fingers between loose strands and waves of sweat pouring from my temples. "I've loved you since we were three years old, loved you long after and love you now." He grinned. "I'll be in fuckin' love with you 'til my last goddamn breath on this earth and beyond the shit once we're done here."
"Promise?"
"Always, darlin'..." He carried me back to the bed and rolled his tongue across my lips all over again, forcing me to shiver with ecstasy. "Fuckin' always."
As the night rolled into the morning, he sucked my bottom lip until it swelled between his own; until he could feel nothing but the weight of our bodies crashing against each other -- until he found his way back home.
Chapter Fifteen
Mariah
I rolled to my back as the sun opened my eyes and threw my arm above my head as Xavier climbed between my legs and swept his tongue across my sex.
"X..." I moaned as he slowly kissed me awake, then reached for his face and slipped my fingers beneath his chin, lifting his head and forcing his eyes to meet my own.
His brows arched as I brushed the hairs of his growing beard; he sucked his bottom lip and crawled along my body, resting on top of me. "You ain't like the way I woke you up?" he questioned, a wide grin flushing his skin. I laughed to myself and looked aside as he lowered his mouth to my breast and circled my nipple with the tip of his tongue, forcing it to rise between his lips. I moaned again and pushed my fingers into his hair. "You ain't answerin' me on this shit, darlin'."
"You're not letting me answer you," I muttered.
"I'm lettin'..." The corners of his lips arched against my skin before he brought his eyes back to mine and leaned aside. He rested his chin inside his hand and exhaled. "You regrettin' anything from last night?"
"No... In fact, I want more of it this morning. For the rest of the day... for the rest of my life."
"You proposin' to me right now, baby?"
"I could be." I shoved my hands into his chest, pushing his back into the mattress, then climbed on top of him and draped my legs along either side of his waist.
He stared up at me as if I was the life that flashed before his eyes for as long as we had been apart; as if I was his dream finally come true. "Goddamn, I missed you... Fuckin' missed everything 'bout you and this..."
I lowered my face to his and rolled my tongue between his lips, tasting his tongue. "Show me how much."
He brought his hands to my back and gently lifted me to his stomach, then lowered me back down to his fully erect cock and opened me up as he pushed inside, circling his hips as I sucked in a breath and fell back, the air exploding between my lips like a batch of fire crackers as he fucked me raw. "Goddamn, baby... fuck." I worked with his hips and dug my nails into his thighs as he slid his hands to my behind and pushed deep enough to send the rapid beatings of my heart spiking through the back of my throat.
"X..." I bounced against him as he sat up and slid his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest. I brough
t his face to mine and kissed him softly, deeply, then smiled as he leaned away and rotated our positions on the bed, placing me on my stomach as he moved behind me and lifted my hips, matching the angle of my ass with his waist.
"You want it from this angle?" He leaned over my body, the heat from his own rushing across my skin, and rolled his tongue across my spine.
"Yes." He planted warm kisses across my cheeks before lowering his mouth to my opening, brushing his lips across my slit. "X, please." I clutched his sheets and whimpered as goosebumps covered my skin.
He chuckled and repositioned himself, then dropped one hand to the small of my back and used the other to guide himself back inside of me with ease. I swallowed a breath as he hit bottom almost instantly; as his balls slapped my behind and my breasts collided with the bed as each sharp, painfully delicious thrust pushed me forward.
"You good?" he rasped. Unable to speak, I threw my hands against his pillows and nodded. "Good." He leaned over my body for a second time and caressed my hips, squeezing each one before sliding his hands across my sweaty stomach and tickling my breasts with the tips of his fingers. I swallowed another breath and shoved my behind against him as he pinched my nipples, grinding and crying out with pleasure until he was nearly too deep inside of me to move again. "Fuck me, baby... Fuuuuuuck." He wrapped his arm around my breasts and lifted me until I was on my knees; until my back was against his chest and my head rested along his shoulder. He slid his hand to my throat and massaged my jaw, then shoved his other hand between my thighs and stroked my sex with two fingers as he continued pumping in and out of me with vigor.
"X, please..." I pleaded, my body on the verge of collapsing against him; my heart on the verge of shattering through my chest as my eyes rolled into my head and my tongue darted between my lips. "X..." I wrapped my arm around his neck and dragged my nails across his nape before pushing my fingers back into his hair. He turned my face until my lips brushed the corner of his mouth and kissed me until I fell back down to the bed. "Harder, X. Please."
