Xavier FINAL (Men of Steel #4) (13 page)

I never did enjoy kissing. Swapping spit was kind of fucked up. I mean as a form of
foreplay it was cool but I kissed this girl. Kissing her was insane. As soon as she
woke up I needed to do it for real just to be sure I wasn’t just feeling all ‘I man,
you woman’ and shit. I licked her mouth like I wanted to her pussy and I sucked her
lips hoping to leave a sting to them so she wouldn’t forget. Fucking insane how good
it felt to do that.

Then I pissed her off cause I was feeling all ‘
I man, you woman
’ and shit. Then I let her have space. That was one hell of an inner struggle. One
that I won’t fight ever again.

I had to plan my next move. Cause there will be a next but I can assure you she’ll
be pissed at me for a while. Cause like it or not,
I am man and she is woman
. She needed to know that wasn’t ever gonna change.

I walked out into the bedroom and found her lying flat on her back staring off into
space.

“Hungry?” I asked as I sat on the edge of the bed.

“Not really.” She sounded nervous.

“You need to eat.”

“Xavier?”

“What’s up?”

“Is it like that all the time?”

“I fucking hope so.”

She smiled. “Is that how it is normally for you?”

“You’re different so no; it’s not normally how it is for me.”

“Was this better or worse?”

“Better.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m gonna grab something to eat. I’ll bring you something.”

“What, I wasn’t enough?” She giggled.

I stood and grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed.
Damn I liked dragging her around.

Her eyes widened, she actually looked a bit scared. I leaned over and kissed her belly,
stuck my tongue in her belly button. “I wanna pierce that.”

She laughed a lazy little laugh.

“Ice cream in bed?”

“Sure.”

James had done well. I simply told him to pick up a bunch of shit chicks eat when
they’re emotional. He got tissues, ice cream, chocolate, potato chips, diet soda,
regular soda, and my requested item, a new phone.

I walked back up the stairs with a back of chips, two sodas’ under my arm, one diet
one regular, and a big ass bowl of Häagen-Dazs caramel cone ice cream. When I walked
in she was coming out of the bathroom.

She had apparently taken a quick shower because her hair was twisted up in a towel
and she had on pajamas. When I say pajamas, I mean pajamas. Flannel thick ass pajamas,
the kind your dad would wear pajamas. And she was brushing her teeth in front of me.

Old Xavier would have dropped everything and ran the fuck out of the room. But old
Xavier wouldn’t be looking at Taelyn Patrick thinking of his dick replacing the tooth
brush. New Xavier was chubbing up and apart from the fact that she was wearing way
to many clothes, she was still sexy as hell.

“Nice pajamas,” I said as I put the soda and ice cream on the bed.

“You like?” She turned in a circle showing off the goods.

“I like mine better.” Yes, I was still completely naked and planned to stay that way.

“Yes I heard the Emperor’s new clothes look is in right now.”

“Your fashion consultant and mine should have a chat.” I squatted down and plugged
in the phone charger behind the night stand on her side of the bed. Yes, I said her
side.

I looked up and she was staring at my ass. When she noticed I was looking she turned
around and walked back in the bathroom.

I plugged the phone into the charger and followed her so I could see if she was turning
pink. She was. I laughed and pulled the towel off her head.

“It’s still wet.”

“Wets my favorite texture.”

She spit the toothpaste out and some of it had dribbled on her chin.

“And that is my favorite look on you.” I pointed to the mirror and she wiped her chin
off. “Come on, the ice cream is melting.”

I waited for her to walk out and followed her. She handed me the bowl so that it wouldn’t
tip and then climbed into bed. I reached up and pulled down her pants.

“What are you doing?”

“Office rules, no pants in bed.”

She smiled and wiggled her hips helping me free her from the flannel. She climbed
up the bed and under the covers.

“If you were mine, you would feed me ice cream in bed.” She gave a demanding little
look.

“If you were mine, you’d lose the shirt and let me eat it off your tits.” I sat on
the opposite side of the bed and held up the spoon.

She opened her mouth and I gave it to her, “Mmm. Good.”

I leaned over and licked her lips. “Mmm good.”

“More,” she opened her mouth for another bite and I fed it to her.

This time she leaned over to me and licked my lips. “Delicious.”

“It’s Saturday. Saturday Night Live is on.”

“Really, you wanna watch TV?”

She opened her mouth again and I gave her more.

“You like?”

She licked her lips and nodded.

“Shirt. Off.” She rolled her eyes. “Please.”

She started to unbutton the shirt and it was like I was seeing her tits for the first
time all over again.

I took the spoon and smeared ice cream on her nipples.

“Cold. Oh that’s sooo cold.”

I leaned over and licked it off. Then I sucked hard.

I sat back and took another spoon full and did it again. “Not any warmer,” she laughed
and squirmed. “You better get it or it’ll drip all over the bed.”

“We don’t want that now do we?” I pushed her down and she laughed.

“You better hurry up Xavier.”

I sat up and pulled the covers down. “You have the rosiest nipples I have ever seen.”

“It’s the pale skin.” She squirmed.

“It’s beautiful.” I leaned down and licked up her rib cage and she laughed out loud.

She reached up and covered her mouth.

“Don’t do that Taelyn. I love to hear you laugh.” I grabbed her wrist and held her
down and she squirmed some more.

“You better lay still or you’ll be sorry.” I leaned over and grabbed the spoon from
the bowl off the nightstand and then flung it at her tit.

“You’ll mess up the sheets,” she laughed as she tried to sit up.

I lunged at her and kissed the spot between her tits where the ice cream landed. And
then I straddled her and kissed her lips and down her neck. I flicked my tongue across
her nipples and they were hard as hell. My dick was too. I sat back and looked down
at her.

“You ever been titie banged Irish?”

Her mouth made a perfect O shape and I leaned forward and rubbed my cock across her
nipples. I let go of myself, pushed her tits together, and moved my dick back and
forth between them as I rolled her rosy little pebbles between my thumb and finger.
Her mouth relaxed from the O and she licked her lips as she looked down at my cock.
I pumped faster and further up towards her mouth.

Her tongue darted out and connected with the head of my cock. “That’s nice.”

She did it again. She was straining her neck so, being the gentleman I am, I leaned
forward and continued thrusting between her beautiful tities.

She caught my ring between her teeth and smiled.

“Play nice,” I warned and she reached down and pushed her tits tighter together. I
held onto the head board and continued moving slowly in and out of her mouth. “Feels
good, so damn good.”

She bobbed her head faster taking more of me in her mouth. She let go of her tits
and reached around squeezing my ass hard. She opened her mouth and took a few breathes
and then panted, “More.”

I grabbed her hands and held them above her head and fucked her greedy mouth.

“I’m gonna fill your mouth if you keep that shit up.” I groaned and she sucked harder.

My body tensed and I squeezed tighter on her arms.

She whimpered and I realized I was being a bit rough. Then I saw the bruises and I
froze.

“Xavier.” She panted.

“Damn it” I rolled off her.

“What? Did I do something wrong. Did I--.”

“No Taelyn you were doing amazing.” I rolled to my side and kissed the bruise on her
arm. “I can’t do you like that. Not tonight. Not after what you went through today.
If you were mine, I’d be way gentler.”

“If you were mine you wouldn’t have stopped,” she scowled.

I rolled to my back and pulled her on top of me. “I wouldn’t be able to control wanting
you but I’d sure as fuck remember that you--”

“Stop.” She reached between her legs and grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down
her opening. She slid down on me slowly and her hips circled, stretching herself to
accommodate me.

I reached down, circled her clit with my thumb, and she moaned, “Yes.”

Her hips began moving back and forth taking more of me inside her and my hips met
hers. We were in perfect harmony. Slow deep thrusts and then I felt her pussy clench
me like a fist.

I sat up and kissed her as I guided her hips up and down as she came, crying out against
my shoulder.

I didn’t stop. I increased the speed making her scream out more until I came hard
and long.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her as we both tried to catch our breath. I
scooted off the bed still holding her and walked into the bathroom still buried inside
of her. I turned on the shower and walked in with her wrapped around me.

“I’m gonna fuck you again Taelyn.”

She moaned as my cock grew again. She was like Viagra. I didn’t wanna stop. Fuck the
doctor’s warning I would still be banging her in four hours if I was still hard. I
was pretty sure I would be.

~

We dried each other off as we continued to kiss. I couldn’t get enough of her. When
she climbed in bed she turned and looked at me.

“You leaving?”

“I can stay and sleep for a while but I have a meeting early in the morning.”

“I can use make-up to cover this and go with you.” She rubbed her face.

“No. You sleep, it’s gonna be all day and I want you to just rest tomorrow. I’ll be
back as soon as I can so we can really get to work. That phone is yours. I had your
number switched. If you want your old number cool but I thought you might not want
him having it.

“Thanks. You really shouldn’t have.”

“It was my call that got it broken in the first place so I owed you. Just make sure
you contact your family so they know. Tell them it’s your work phone or some shit.”
I climbed into bed.

“Do you need to get clothes ready for the morning?” She yawned.

I laid down and pulled her to me. Her leg rested over mine and I held her hand to
my chest.

“I’ll do it in the morning. Sleep Irish.” I held her and kissed her head until she
fell asleep.

I couldn’t sleep. All I could do is picture that fucker hitting Taelyn. The only thing
that would make that thought go away is if I settled the score.

If she was mine, I would make sure he knew it. I would make sure he never came within
a hundred miles of her. If she were mine, I would make sure she knew I protected what
I held dear to me. Like it or not she was mine in body. No one would give her what
I could in bed. And no one could ever give me what she had given me either.

~

It was four in the morning when I rolled her on her back and started sucking on her
perfect tits. She moaned and her eyes fluttered open. I tried to kiss her and she
pursed her lips together and scrunched up her nose.

“I brushed my teeth Irish.”

“I haven’t.”

I sucked harder on her nipple as I moved my body over hers.

Her hand was in my hair and her back was arching, pushing herself further into my
mouth. Her knees fell apart to accommodate me. I rubbed my cock against her, “Fucking
perfect.”

I pushed into her and when her mouth opened and you bet your ass I kissed her. When
I was done kissing her she rolled her eyes silently scolding me. I pushed in further
and she whimpered.

“Good morning.” I held myself up and circled my hips, stretching her tight little
pussy, so that I could get in.

She smiled running her hands up the back of my neck and into my hair.

“Cat got you tongue?”

She started to talk and I pushed farther into her.

“Xavier,” she moaned.

“No one else.”

She looked at me and sleepy confusion shown on that beautifully flushed face. I began
moving faster and she met me thrust for thrust. I was watching her she was watching
me.

“Fucking beautiful Irish.” I kissed her hard and she grabbed my hair.

She broke the kiss when she yelled out my name and then her mouth was on my shoulder
as her pussy tightened around me, milking me.

I slowed down, “No, please don’t stop.”

“I’ll come sexy girl, I don’t want to yet.”

“Come with me, oh god please come with me!”

That’s all it took. The first shot in her made her scream again and I held nothing
back either. I groaned and hissed and growled. “Feels. So. Good.” It was too. “So
fucking good Irish.”

“Yes, oh God yes!”

I shot load after load into her. I wasn’t sure if it would ever stop. I sure as fuck
didn’t want it to.

When I was finally empty I looked down. Her head was laying on the pillow and her
mouth was open as she fought to catch her breath.

“Fuck.” I laid on her and kissed her head, her cheeks, her eyes, her lips, panting
trying to catch my breath as well. “You are a cum goddess.”

Her breaths were hard and slow and a smile spread across her lips.

“It just keeps getting better. Every time. I swear to God above I thought your pussy
was trying to suck the life out of me.”

“A. Maz. Ing.” She closed her eyes. “Porn sex.”

I laughed, “What?”

“Noisy, hard, fucking. Porn sex.”

“That was nothing Irish. You want porn sex. I’ll give it to you.”

“Tired.” She panted. “Later.”

I grabbed her auburn mane in my hands and lifted her head so that I could kiss her.
I felt her lips smiling against mine.

“Sleep Irish. Cause after my meeting, I’m gonna show you porn sex.”