Xavier FINAL (Men of Steel #4) (24 page)

I moved my hand slowly up his thigh curious if he was as affected by being this close
as I was. He was. I allowed myself to rub my palm slowly up and down the denim covering
Xavier.

Billy excused himself to use the restroom and Xavier sat back and looked at me. Still
in complete control.

“What are you doing?”

“Playing.”

“What happened to office hours?” He stilled my hand and then groaned and he applied
more pressure.

“I didn’t know this was work.”

“I told you I was a busy man today.”

He placed my hand on my lap and laughed making me feel like a total idiot for letting
go.

I looked away and tried to focus on the art hanging on the walls. Anything but look
at him.

“You blushing,” he whispered in my ear in his deep gavel like sexy voice.

He wrapped his arm back around my shoulder and pulled me into his side again. Then
leaned over and licked my ear.

“I’m gonna tease the hell out of your little clit just like this when we get back
to your new place and you’re gonna let me.”

“Xavier--.”

I was interrupted by his hand guiding mine back under the table. I gasped when I felt
his hot flesh against my palm.

“Don’t you stop until you’ve finished me off.”

“In here?” My voice cracked and he chuckled.

He grabbed the black linen napkin and placed it on my lap.

“In there.”

“Really?”

“Either there or I’m gonna bend you over the table and that, Irish, would not be good
table manners.”

“You can’t possible keep it together when you come.”

“Try me.” He growled and then kissed me on the lips.

I could not believe that I was going to do this. That I wanted to do this. That I
needed to do this.

I wrapped my hand around his soft, hot, cock and squeezed trying to close my hand
around it.

He smirked, “Babe, its big no sense in trying.”

He was right. His cock was glorious. Long, thick, perfect. I loved how heavy it was
and the way it laid in my hand as I stroked it up and down. I loved the ridges of
the piercings on the underside of him and I loved the ring hanging on the end. I loved
his cock.

When Billy returned I stopped and Xavier looked at me.

“Don’t stop now. I’m loving this.”

The waitress came at the same time and I wouldn’t have stopped if he asked. He was
stone and the bulging veins pulsing in my hand made me squirm. I was so turned on.

Billy’s phone rang and he excused himself.

As soon as he left Xavier’s hand grabbed the back of my hair and he kissed me. “Swear
to god,” he groaned. “Fuck it’s gotta happen now.”

I licked my lips slowly and he groaned.

“Come,” I’m sure I sounded like I was wound-up.

“How fucking turned on are you?”

“More than I care to admit.”

“You’re fucking beautiful you know that?’ He hissed.

His jaw clenched and body stiffened. He was looking at me. I swear he looked like
he was shocked. He closed his eyes and I felt him jerk in my hand like he had in my
mouth.

“Fuck,” his voice rumbled.

When he was finished, Billy came back and I folded the linen up and shoved it in my
bag. Xavier looked dopey and he chuckled.

“Everything okay?” I asked Billy trying to make him focus on me and not Xavier’s dopey
eyes and lazy perma-grin.

“Yeah. I have a date tonight.”

“Oh no I hope we didn’t ruin your dinner plans.”

“Nope just a movie.”

“Dark room, hot girl?” Xavier asked.

Billy nodded, “Yeah.”

By the end of dinner Xavier and Billy were chatting like they were long lost friends.
Xavier asked him to stop by Monday night at around four. Billy agreed.

Chapter 21

Flo - X

I paid the bill and she walked out of the bathroom looking around. She looked nervous
and it was damn cute. When she looked up at me and gave me a little smile and I couldn’t
look away.

When she came up to me I pulled her into a big hug.

“You get snuggly after you, you know.”

“I do not.” I looked down at her and scowled.

She smiled and stood up on her tip toes and kissed my nose. “It’s okay you know.”

“You looked like
you
needed a hug.”

“Okay,” she smirked.

“What’s okay mean?”

She was smiling as we walked out the door.

“Seriously Taelyn, what’s okay mean?

“It means if that’s what you need to think until your testosterone levels rise back
up--.”

“Are you calling me a bitch?”

She laughed out loud.

“Are you?”

I stopped and grabbed her, picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. I smacked
her ass as she laughed even louder.

James opened the door and I plopped her in the seat.

I bent in to kiss her and she snapped, “Damn it!”

“Mood swings? I read about them too.”

She laughed, “No my purse, bag, whatever it just broke. I’ve had it a year and it
broke.”

“You attached to it Irish?”

“It’s a Coach knock off, no I’m not attached I just liked it.”

“Me too.”

“What?” She looked at me like I was nuts.

“It slings across your body. The strap goes right here,” I ran my finger between her
breasts. “It’s hot. You’ll need another.”

“I’ll go to China town and get two.” She closed her eyes and I cupped her tit and
pinched her nipple. “Xavier.”

“I can make you come like this. Let me rephrase that. I will make you come like this.”

She nodded her head up and down quickly.

“One stop first.” I sent James a message.

I looked over at her and she smiled.

“What are you thinking?”

“I can’t wait to get…” She stopped and covered her face.

I pulled her hands away, “Don’t go hiding on me now you naughty little girl.”

“I shouldn’t have done that.”

“When you want to touch me Taelyn I don’t ever want you to think it’s wrong. I want
you to do exactly what you did tonight. When I want to touch you I want it the same
way I don’t want to hold back.”

“It feels wrong.”

“I need you to explain what you mean. Cause right now I feel like I just got shot
down and I’m not cool with that.”

She was looking at me like she was thinking about what to say and that made me even
more uneasy.

“My Mom always--.”

“If you’re gonna say she warned you about boys like me I can assure you she wasn’t
talking about anyone like me. She couldn’t even begin to imagine the shit I want to
do with you, to you.”

She smiled and took my hand. “Okay that makes me a little nervous.”

“Shouldn’t make you nervous. It should excite the hell out of you.”

She giggled and looked at me, “She said if I want something in my life I’d never experienced
I had to do try things I had never tried.”

“Well damn I think I was wrong about your Mom.”

“You’d like her.”

“I like you.”

“I like you too.”

“Good, because I can’t get enough of you.”

“I just can’t believe.” She looked down at our hands and sat back, “Never mind.”

“Don’t do that. Talk to me. I can handle it. Whatever you have to say isn’t any worse
than what I’m thinking you’re gonna say. I’ve never been so wide open to anyone Taelyn.”

“Less than three weeks ago I met you. I thought you were an ass--.”

“But you wanted me.”

“I found you attractive. I may have been curious about you but I was so sure of my
relationship with Daniel.”

My entire body tensed at the sound of his name.

She squeezed my hand. “I’m not saying this to make you angry.”

“I’m not angry. What I am is--.”

“I feel very vulnerable. Like I should still be healing but instead I let a wound
lay open inviting a more terrible disease to take over. One that it far more powerful.
One that could hurt me so much more.”

“I’m that infection?”

“Yes.”

“What if I’m the cure for whatever disease it is you’re so afraid of?”

“What if I’m that to you? Xavier, I’m going to be honest here. I like you too much.
I don’t want you to be a rebound. You are all consuming. You demand that. I never
thought it would be okay with me but I love the way it feels. I like knowing that
I can say what I want to say to you and you don’t find it offensive. I like that you
want to take care of things but I can’t let you take over completely because you aren’t
a rebound buddy. You’re –amazing. I know what you do and don’t want and I like who
you are too much to expect any part of you to change. I don’t think I can possibly
be enough for you.”

I thought about what to say cause I knew what I wanted to and there was no fucking
way I was gonna let that happen. Not until we were both ready.

“Do me a favor?”

“Sure Xavier.”

“Understand that intimacy is built by exposing our wounds, making them vulnerable.
And remember you’re not the only one who feels like they drank the Kool Aid. This
is all new to me. I’ve never felt this way either. You aren’t the only one who feels
exposed.”

“You’re sure?”

“One hundred percent sure.”

“Okay. Promise me something too?”

“Anything.”

“That when you get sick of me you’ll just tell me. Just don’t; I don’t even know if
I could call it cheating. I don’t even know what we’re doing.”

“We’re doing us Taelyn. I promise you as long as you promise the same.” I squeezed
her hand. “You trust me?”

“Oddly I do. And how stupid is that. Aren’t I supposed to be bitter and out whoring
around or something?”

“You can be my whore any day of the week. Every day of the week.”

She smiled and held my hand to her chest and kissed my hand.

“Can you take me home?”

“One stop.”

“Okay.”

My phone rang and I hit answer. “Xavier Steel.”

“We doing a roll call?”

“Cyrus, what’s up man?”

“I know you’ve been planning this thing for Tara but I need to take over.”

“Okay. Why? What’s up?”

“I want it to be about her. She’s not hotels and fancy dinners. She’s not roses and
bullshit Xavier. She’s just-- love.”

“What does that mean?”

“Xavier, please tell me that shit wasn’t on speaker.”

“Sorry man when you’re gonna channel your inner vagina maybe you should warn me.”

“Be nice,” Taelyn smacked me.

“Ouch damn it.” I laughed.

“Hi Cyrus, I’m Taelyn.”

“I’m not a pussy.”

She laughed. “Tara is a lucky girl.”

“I have a huge dick.”

“Wow, okay that’s great.” She gave a nervous chuckle.

“It’s genetic, she knows that very well don’t ya Irish?”

“Are all of you all pierced up too?” She asked Cyrus.

“Fuck X, she’s dick talking to another dude.” Cyrus chuckled.

“I did that because you were worried about me hearing you acting like you had a vagina.
Just trying to make you comfortable.” She was quick as hell with the come backs.
Hot!
I think
.

We pulled up in front of the store. “Cyrus talk to Taelyn, I gotta grab something.”

“What would make it the perfect day for her Cyrus? If she could have anything, what
would she want?”

“Kiss?” I leaned over and gave her a loud kiss on the cheek. “Blow job?”

“Speaker phone X. Come on man I don’t need to hear that shit.”

I laughed, “She’s amazing.”

~

I ran into the store and looked around.

“Can I help you?”

“Yeah, I need a purse or bag, the kind that’s strap crosses between tits and shits
on the hip.”

She smirked, “Xavier Steel?”

“Yeah. Can we make this quick?”

“Sure thing,” she smiled, “Right this way.”

I followed her well aware that the sway in her ass was exaggerated for my pleasure.
But that shit did nothing for me. I saw them and walked around her. I grabbed a black
one that was kind of like the one she had and a brown one. Then I saw pink, which
reminded me of her blushing. I grabbed it too. I was gonna make her walk around it
in naked.

She rang me up and asked why three.

I just winked at her and walked out the door.

When I got in the car Cyrus and Taelyn where still talking.

“Birds?”

“Yeah lots of them.” Cyrus answered her.

“Flowers?”

“Not a lot, just for her.”

“Her dress?”

“I was thinking a couple days before the wedding she and the girls could go grab something.
You can go too.”

“Thanks but its family. If that’s what’s important to her it should all be about that.”

“If X still has you around after this long. I can assume--.”

“Anything else Cyrus?”

He laughed. “Nah, your girls got it all under control. You done with Falcon yet?”

“Soon why?”

“I need some shit done in Terrytown like yesterday.”

“Why’s that? I won’t be at your place.”

“Taelyn will let you know. Thanks girl. I think you’re my favorite out of my brother’s
rides.”

“Thank you I guess?” she laughed. “But we’re --.”

She stopped and looked at me.

“We’re us. Not like you freaks. Safe travels bro; see you in a couple days.”

I looked over at Taelyn writing down notes in a little notebook.

“You take on another job?”

“Just helping out that’s all.”

“I got ya something” I handed her the bag and she shook her head no. “You’ll like
it.”

She looked in the bag and we pulled back onto Madison Avenue.

“Xavier I don’t know what to say. Thank you. But it’s too much. Mine was like thirty
bucks and why three?”

“Black and brown go with everything right?”

“Like you have to ask me GQ. So why pink?”

I could lie but I knew by saying it she’d turn pink. “That matches your cheeks when
you get embarrassed, and then sometimes pissy. It makes me hard.”

She shoved my arm. “Not funny.”

“It’s truth.”

“I love them, thank you. Which one do I use first?”

“Pink. Definitely pink.”