by Mj Fields
He looked at me with a blank expression. He didn’t say a word. Neither did I.
His ran his hands through his hair and shook his head. He was about ready to end the silence when his phone rang.
“Xavier.” He answered. “Yes I’m with her now.” He turned his back to me. “She’s fine.” There was a pause. “Thanks man, you just make sure that fuck stays in Boston and I’ll make sure she’s kept.”
Kept? Did he just say kept!
“Let your Mom know I won’t let anything happen to her and this could be nothing but--, I said I got it. I’ve had it for a while now. She stays here. I can assure you she’ll agree with whatever it is I say.” He stopped. “Think what you want but she’s an adult.” Again a pause as he listened to who down deep I knew was one of my brothers. “Here’s the deal Patrick, you fucking come down here she’s not leaving. I can guarantee that and if you wanna sit on your white fucking collar bullshit high horse judging me maybe you should ask yourself why the fuck you didn’t know what shit your sister’s ex was into. Now she and I will deal with it. Peace.”
He ended the call and turned and looked at me.
“Was that my brother?”
“Two of them actually.”
“You can’t talk to them like that!”
His jaw dropped and then snapped shut. He was angry.
“I want you to leave, you smell like her. I --.”
I stopped when he pulled his shirt over his head and wadded it up in a ball and chucked it against the wall. He reached for me and I tried to move away. He was too quick. Again he held me against him.
“Who do I smell like now?” He growled.
I didn’t answer.
Chapter 19
Good Morning - X
I was so pissed that she was acting like this. But damn if I could walk away. I couldn’t even fucking let go of her.
“I didn’t do a damn thing with her Taelyn. I--.”
“You left me in there with him! You were outside in your vehicle all over her,” she pushed against my chest. “Let go of me now damn you.”
“You want me to let go? Sit your ass down and fucking listen to me. I won’t leave so you may as well get comfortable.”
“Then I will. Enjoy the neighbor,” she hissed and walked towards the door.
“Irish, you’re in a robe.”
“Stop calling me that. Stop talking to me. Stop stalking me!” I laughed and she snapped her head up. “Fuck you!”
“Keep getting pissed Irish and that’s exactly what you’ll be getting.”
She growled at me and grabbed my shirt and threw it at me. “Put it on and go fuck your buddy next door.”
“You need to chill. If I wanted to fuck someone else I would be doing just that. But your little ass has me hopping all over the fucking place trying to find you.”
“Why bother?” She mumbled as she walked into the bathroom.
So I’m all man and I knew damn well as soon as she went in there she’d be throwing on clothes and that shit was mine tonight. I was hyped up and she was not gonna be crying and snuggling tonight, she was gonna be screaming and moaning.
I walked in and she was pulling her jeans on. Her robe was open and I reached out to grab her.
“Did you drive here?” She slapped my hand away.
“No. Apparently your car was free.”
“Good, use it.”
“I am gonna throw your ass over my shoulder and toss you on the bed. Rip those fucking pants in two and--.”
She leaned against the wall and closed her robe. “I’m tired. I’m miserable. I have no clue what the hell is going on.”
She slid down to the floor and hugged her knees.
“Please don’t cry.”
“Why were you arguing with my brothers?”
“You done being a pain in the ass and ready to chat now?”
“I don’t know what I’m ready for. I just know until I met you, life was normal.”
I reached down and grabbed her hands and pulled her up.
“Normal is boring.”
She let out an exaggerated sigh. “I want normal right now.”
“Good cause I’m tired and I’m pretty sure I can do you normal.”
“I’m not having sex with you,” she yawned.
I laughed. “Lie to your parents, not to me.” She stopped and I tugged on her hand. “Come on, you know damn well I didn’t do shit. If I did I wouldn’t be here.”
“Xavier.” She stopped.
“What is it?”
“Why did you call my brothers?”
“To find out if they had some way to get a hold of you.”
“Why would you do that?”
“You turned off the phone so I couldn’t.” Oh shit, I thought stopping mid-sentence.
“What does my phone have to; you’re tracking my phone!”
“Can you sit down for a minute?”
“I don’t even know what to say to you right now.” She was angry. The way her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed together should have scared me but it didn’t. I liked the feisty in my Irish girl.
“Don’t say anything, just sit and listen.”
“No.”
“Why?” I wanted to laugh.
“Because fuck you, that’s why!” She laid on the bed and covered herself.
“Maybe you should shed the pants Babe.”
“Maybe you should pick up that chair and slam yourself in the face with it so I don’t have to.”
“Fuck Irish keep saying shit like that to me. It makes me hard.” I crawled under the covers behind her and wrapped my arms around her so she couldn’t struggle.
“You’re narcissistic. Always thinking about that thing between your legs.”
“I’m narcissistic?”
“Which means you’re an asshole. Do you understand that?”
“Thanks for clearing that up for me. Did you learn that in your thirty thousand dollar a year psych one-o-one class?”
She giggled and then covered her mouth.
“Come on Babe give me some more.” I kissed the back of her head.
“Don’t mess with me Xavier, I have three brothers and a black belt in come backs, and that was free.”
I laughed, “Damn Irish, every time you get nasty I get harder and harder. Can you feel the enormous hard on pushing against your back?”
“No but I feel a lump that could possibly be considered an average sized--.”
I rolled her over on her back and pounced on her. “Average my ass.” I pushed against her.
She smiled and then she must have remembered she was mad because her smile turned upside down.
“Five minutes that’s all I ask.”
“Fine.”
“Okay, first of all you know my cock’s not average right?”
“Oh. My. God.”
“That’s what I thought,” I kissed her nose.
She closed her eyes and shook her head.
“You were right--.”
“Remember that,” she tried not to smile when she said that.
“Angel does work at a bank. Her parents seem to be going through some financial shit.”
“Great detective work.”
“If you don’t shut it off for five minutes I’m not gonna give you a treat after you apologize for acting all crazy.”
“Says the lunatic stalker who has me pinned to the bed with his tiny manhood.”
“She and your ex have been doing blow together for a couple years now. He supplies it. She does it and then they--.”
“How can they afford it?”
“He’s a spoiled rich kid who snorts up his allowance and sucks off--.”
“The stupid girl who believed she was--.”
“You’re not a stupid girl. You trusted someone to protect your heart and -- damn I sound like a bitc
h.”
“Why would you, never mind; I’m tired.”
“Nickie wouldn’t let anything happen to you. She was crying. Maybe I shouldn’t have let her hug me. Said she was in love with him and she--.”
“You let me stand in there as he looked at me with contempt. He loved that you were with Angel. He was reveling in the fact that I had been left by --.”
“I can assure you I dealt with him.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I told him you had upgraded and he better stay the fuck away. Then I punched him.”
“You need to learn how to control that temper.”
“Nah, it’s one of my best assets.”
“Just so you know my mother liked you. After the way you talked to her sons--.”
“She’ll love me.”
“I’m exhausted. You and this thing we’re doing, is exhausting.”
“It’s us. Now say you’re sorry.”
“Fat chance.” She huffed.
“Fine, at least tell me you know I’m not like him.”
She laughed out loud. “No you’re nothing like him. You have sex with…how many people have you had sex with?”
Shit, “I’ve never cheated on anyone.”
“You won’t give me a number?”
“Giving you a number would mean I would actually have to know how many women have been lucky enough to have my dick.”
“What’s the problem, you can’t count that high?”
“Even your Harvard bitch couldn’t count that high.” Her lips turned into a line again. “Sorry.”
“Me too.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded. I felt the weight of the world lift off my shoulders and I closed my eyes and ran my nose against hers.
“I have a really long day tomorrow.” She whispered.
“Moving day.”
“Classes.”
I rolled off her and onto my back. I took her hand and kissed it. Then shoved it under the covers holding it against the crotch of my pants.
I looked over at her and her eyes met mine briefly and then she looked down.
I pulled our hands up and held them to her mouth. “Kiss it.”
“Why?”
“Please.”
She did and then I shoved them back under the blankets and against my dick. “See buddy, she still likes you. But Irish is a morning girl. Nights are too rough for her.”
She smirked and her eyes grew heavier.
I wasn’t getting any tonight. “Goodnight Taelyn.”
“Night,” she whispered.
I got up to lose the pants and take a piss. When I came out she was curled around the pillow I had been using. I was careful not to wake her but I’d be damned if she was hugging on something else.
Once situated she curled up against me in her sleep. I swear to God she whispered my name and that shit was nice.
“Goodnight Irish.” I kissed her head and fell asleep.
~
Holy fuck!
I didn’t say a fucking thing, there was no way I was gonna fuck this up. But I did glance down.
My stomach was under a mass of auburn waves and my dick was in her mouth.
Her tongue licked around my head and I grabbed the sheets trying to hold myself back because I wanted her hair fisted in my hands. I looked down again and she saw me.
“Fucking beautiful.”
She winked at me and then real slowly she went down. My cock hit the back of her throat and she sucked so fucking hard I was sure I was gonna blow it right there. I didn’t want to; I wanted that feeling to last for-fucking- ever. She moved up and down faster, sucking harder and came back up. She gave special attention to my tip and then swirled her tongue around again as she climbed over my leg so she was between my legs.
She laid down and pumped my throbbing cock with one hand while cupping my sac with the other. She gave them a tug and then grabbed the prince with her teeth and pulled as she rubbed her lower lip across my head.
“Son of a--.” Her lower lip left me momentarily and then her tongue ran all the fuck over my sac. “Taelyn. Oh Babe, you need to--.”
Her mouth, her fucking mouth, was so hot and wet and surrounding my balls. Her tongue was licking every fucking inch of them, her hand still pumping me.
“Babe, I’m so fucking close.” My balls slid from her mouth and both hands wrapped around my shaft. Her mouth covered my cock and she sucked and licked and sucked some more.
“Unless you want a protein shake for breakfast you better climb that ass--.”
“Mmm,” The vibration of that sound leaving her mouth did it.
“Don’t stop, fuck Taelyn. Suck harder. Fuck, that’s right.” I was seeing the light. If I bit it now this fucking moment was worth it. “Fuck!”
I grabbed her hair and held her head still as I blasted off in her mouth. The first shot and she swallowed hard. I felt her throat contract and it was like rapid fire. I came so hard and so much that I was sure I was gonna drown her and die myself.
I reached down and lifted her chin.
“You just -- fuck. I owe you big.”
“That was an apology.”
“Oh please be a pain in the ass more often. I swear to God that was worth it.”
“I don’t want to.”
“I will definitely give back. I haven’t eaten you in --.”
“I have my period.” She sat up and looked at me.
“Taelyn we don’t talk about that kind of stuff.”
She looked at me and her eyebrow started creeping up along with a shit ass grin.
“Is big bad Xavier afraid of a little blood?”
“We will not be discussing this. End of discussion.”
“Period.” She used air quotes.
“Funny girl.”
She laughed. “I have to go to my place and grab some clothes. Go back to sleep, it’s early.”
She started to get up and I grabbed her hand. “Stay.”
“I will see you later.”
“You need to wait for James.”
She grabbed her phone and turned it on. “I have an hour before class starts and I need to get ready.”
“You still need to wait. The stuff from your old apartment is now at your new place.”
“I need clothes Xavier and we need to discuss the apartment.”
“Nothing to discuss. It’s done.”
“What do you mean it’s done? I --.”
“I like you better with my dick in your mouth.”
“Oh that’s nice.”
“It was beautiful. See if we shack up--.”
“We’ve known each other less than three weeks. That’s crazy. Oh and that’s really not something you should say to a girl.”
“But it’s okay with us.” I grabbed my phone and sent James a text.
“Oh is it?”
“Uh huh.”
“Not gonna happen. I need space from us once in a while.”
I grabbed her and pulled her down on me.
“I like it better when there is no space. So do you.”
She grumbled and banged her head on my chest. “I won’t.”
“Fine. We’ll discuss later. My family won’t be home for a couple more days anyways. But you’ll be safer there.”
“I’m not afraid.”
“Cause you know I’ll take care of you. I want to take care of you.”
“How long will that last?”
“Until it doesn’t feel good anymore.”
“I want to argue with you.”
“But you like the way we feel.”
There was a knock on the door. I rolled her off me and jumped up to answer it.
“Xavier. Pants.” She giggled.
“It’s not office hours.” I grabbed a pillow and covered myself.
; Chapter 20
Table Manners
The entire day dragged. I wanted to be excited that he asked me to live with him but did he really ask that. I mean was it what I thought it meant or was it truly just him thinking he needed to protect me. And what exactly was he protecting me from?
Billy and I met at the college’s computer lab and worked for an hour on our project. He was looking at me differently and it really bothered me.
“You wanna talk about the other day or is this just going to be completely awkward for the next two months?”
“Are you really dating him? Did you really dump Daniel for him?”
I didn’t want to talk to anyone about Xavier and me with Billy or anyone, but he deserved something since he never pressed charges on Xavier when he freaked out on him.
“Daniel was bad for me.”
“But Xavier Steel isn’t.”
“Xavier has been -- he’s good to me.”
“And lots of others.”
“He’s really a good guy.”
Billy tapped on the key board, “Look. You are not like this Taelyn. I have known you for a year. You’re a good girl.”
I wouldn’t even look at the screen. I didn’t want to see Xavier with anyone else now. My feelings for him were different than they had been. His were too.
“This is from last night. You were making out with him and this guy and…”
“What?”
I looked at the computer screen. Just like Billy had said someone had taken pictures of Xavier and I. Nickie and I. Angel and Xavier in his SUV and Xavier walking getting out of the car coming into the hotel.
The caption read: Kinky couple or good girl gone bad. Regardless Xavier Steel is one hot, rich, and obviously single man.
“It’s not what it looks like.” I felt my entire body heated and start to blush.
“Taelyn you have always been a smart, beautiful, classy girl. This doesn’t look good any way you look at it.”
“Is there a way we can find out who posted it?”
“I can look into it but--.” Billy began.
“That sounds like a good idea,” Xavier said from behind me.
I turned my chair to make sure I wasn’t hearing things and poor Billy jumped nearly out of his chair.
“What are you doing here?”