Chapter 25: Chapter 25

He was standing near the stove, and he looked up and caught me watching him. “What’s on your pretty mind?”

I smirked. “I was thinking there’s nothing sexier than seeing your boyfriend cooking dinner in that sexy apron.”

He laughed. “So I’m your boyfriend now, huh?”

I shook my head. “More than a boyfriend.”

~My life.~

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~My world.~

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~My everything.~

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He grinned and concentrated on the surprise dish he was making for me. It was more like he’d insisted on cooking because I didn’t know how to cook. I could barely boil an egg.

I sighed, closing my eyes and leaning back on the couch, thinking about how I was going to tell everyone about him. How were they going to react?

They knew him as Lisa’s boyfriend, and now we were together. What would Lisa think of me? What would Jake and Nick think…

I shook my head. It wasn’t the right time to talk about our relationship. First, Xavier had to break the arrangement between him and Lisa.

Once their breakup was known to my family, maybe after a few months, I would come clean to my parents and tell them about us. Until then, we had to keep it a secret.

After dinner and dishes, we lazed in bed. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “Tell me something about yourself,” I whispered.

“It’s better if we stay strangers,” he said.

I looked up. His eyes were dancing with amusement. I smacked his chest, and he chuckled. They were the same exact words I’d said when he’d asked about me the next morning.

“I’m serious, Xavier. I know nothing about you.”

“What do you want to know about me?”

“Everything. Your family, your likes and dislikes. I want to know everything about you.”

He flipped me so he could be on top of me. He leaned down, crushing my lips with his. “Everything?” he asked, his voice laced with desire.

I nodded as a shiver ran down to my core.

“In my family, I have a mom, dad, and one brother.” He trailed down, kissing all the way to my womanhood.

“Do you know how much I love your pussy?” He looked up; he was breathing hard. His face was flushed with lust. For me. For my pussy.

“Show me.” I smirked. His smile was both wicked and delighted.

“Brace yourself,” he whispered, and he buried his face between my thighs. I could feel his hot breath as he took a deep breath of me and began to lick into me.

I moaned as he began licking my pussy. My fingers gripped his hair as I pumped my hips. He sucked my clit into his mouth as he shoved a finger inside my pussy.

I gasped in pleasure and spread my legs wider as he swirled his tongue around my clit, letting the whirlwind of pleasure consume me. This man ate my pussy like he was starving for it.

“Xavier,” I whimpered his name.

“Come for me, sweetheart. Let me taste your sweet honey,” he whispered and then went back to sucking and biting my clit. I exploded in his mouth.

“I love this pussy,” he whispered, lapping and sucking my pussy. “I can’t get enough of it.”

He growled softly, and his tongue pushed into me again. He continued working his magic tongue on me. I could feel the pleasure building inside me again.

His groans vibrated against my swollen pussy. I cried out, moaning his name again and again.

“Xavier! Oh fuck! Xavier!” I moaned, gripping the sheet beneath me. He didn’t stop, not even for a second. He continued eating me like it was his last meal.

I didn’t know how much time had passed, but his mouth hadn’t left my pussy, and he was still giving me orgasm after orgasm.

At one point, I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was midnight, and Xavier was wide awake in deep thought.

“Everything okay?” I asked. I was securely tucked under his arm. It was the same feeling I’d fought on another day in New York.

I felt safe. It felt like he would keep me safe from everything, from everyone. It was where I belonged, with him, in his arms.

He nodded. “Just thinking.”

“About?”

“Us. I mean, are you going to tell your parents about us?”

I shook my head. “It’s not the right time for them to know about us. You’re still Lisa’s boyfriend. You have to break up with her first, and I still have a boyfriend, Dan.”

He nodded in understanding. We were not in a position to tell anyone about us.

They wouldn’t understand. It would only create misunderstanding and a rift, especially between me and my sister, and I didn’t want that.

“Once, I broke my sister’s heart, and here I am again, doing the same thing,” I whispered lowly. He didn’t say anything, but just nodded for me to continue.

“Clay. He was my first boyfriend in high school. We dated for a year. He was a good boy, or that’s what I thought.” His grip tightened around me, but he said nothing, so I continued.

“He wanted to take our relationship to the next level, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. Every time he asked, I told him to give me some time.

“At his birthday party, he spiked my drink and led me to his room. He started undressing me. I tried to stop him, but I couldn’t.” I paused and took a deep breath.

“Hearing my voice, Duncan, Lisa’s boyfriend, came in, bursting the door open, and beat the hell out of him, grabbing him from on top of me. If it wasn’t for Duncan, I would have been raped that night.

“I was already naked on the bed. Duncan gave me his shirt and asked me if I wanted to go home. I said no because I never wanted my parents to see me like that.

“So he carried me to his house and held me all night when I was crying, like a protective brother.”

I sighed. “Next morning, Lisa came and saw us together in bed and misunderstood the whole thing.

“She broke up with Duncan that morning and didn’t talk to me the whole year,” I whispered and sat up straight, folding my hands on my lap.

“Now you see what I’ll lose. I’ll lose my sister, my mentor, my everything if things don’t go right. I love my sister and my family, Xavier, more than anything, and I can’t deny the fact that I love you.”

“I can’t live without you as well. I know it’s too soon, but what I feel for you, I have never felt this with anyone. You have become my everything.”

He held me against his chest. “You are my world,” he said as he stared into my eyes, filling me with love and adoration. Neither of us spoke. We just savored the peacefulness of the night.

He made love to me slowly, sensually, passionately, kissing every inch of my body, until we were both sated, and he held me in his arms for the rest of the night.