I would give almost anything to fuck Emmanuel and have him erase all the worry and doubt I had over Alexander. He just had to be playing the good guy role though. Ugh. I was really starting to regret settling down and cutting Emmanuel off for his brother when it seemed I was being forgotten at home now that I was no longer his patient.
“When does Alexander get back in town?” Xavier asked, causing my eyes to jerk up to his. This time they were softer and more caring.
“Who the fuck knows? He keeps going up to Montana every fucking chance he gets and telling me it’s not because of Anais.” Anais was one of Alexander’s patients who’s name I’d been hearing way too fucking much for my taste. She was the police chief’s wife and turns out he’d been beating the fuck out of her. Of course my fiancé had to help her flee to freedom.
Where did he help her flee? Motherfucking Montana. It’s where he was when I was eight months pregnant. It’s where he was the minute Mason got out of the NICU from being born four weeks too early due to stress. It’s where he was at that very moment.
“Shit. He’s still going up there to help out with the shelter?” Xavier frowned in disbelief. It would have sounded strange to anybody else, not to Alexander though. Whenever I questioned him about it he claimed I was being paranoid and told me he wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary.
Yeah…okay.
“Uh huh, my sentiments exactly. It’s not like the shelter needed him so much before. Now every time I turn around he’s running back up there to help with something.” I rolled my eyes so hard it nearly gave me a headache.
I moved out of Chloe’s room so she wouldn’t see me cry. It’s all I’d been doing lately. Crying over Alexander. It was my new fucking hobby and I hated it. I hated calling his phone all the time asking when he’d be home, trying to Facetime for the kids’ sake, balancing work and motherhood, and stressing over someone I was supposed to marry all at the same time.
Xavier’s face crumpled when he saw tears spill onto my face. Without another word he pulled me in for a big hug. It felt good to be in familiar arms.
“It’s okay Camilla.” His lips nestled in the top of my head and if he had been Emmanuel I would have tried to pin him to the wall and fuck my pain away but this wasn’t Emmanuel. Xavier was different. I didn’t have to restrain myself too much around him but right now I’d be lying if I said there was no stirring of feelings starting to churn inside of me.
“Hey Chloe, put on one more show for your animals but this time keep your clothes on. Okay?” He winked at her and then whisked me into my bedroom. “You need to talk to Alexander about this shit. It’s not okay. You shouldn’t be here all the time alone. I get that he’s a doctor and he’s busy but you’re alone most of the damn month Camilla!” I could sense his familiar anger rising to the surface. His shoulders were square and color was rising to his forehead the longer he scrunched his brows together.
“I keep trying to talk to him but it’s falling on deaf ears,” I sniffled. “At this point I’m starting to think he’s cheating on me. What else could it be?” I’d never actually voiced my truest fears out loud. Not even to Emmanuel, but here I was spilling my guts to Xavier.
“Yeah, I really hope he’s not. That’s the stupidest fucking mistake any man could ever make. Just to willingly fuck your entire family up over pussy…” He shook his head and looked into my eyes with regret tainting his features. His words stung knowing he’d done the same thing to me.
“You’d know, huh?” I snapped bitterly.
“Yes, I would. That’s why I can say it. Fucking things up with you was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, Camilla.” Suddenly, Xavier was too close. He was way too close for comfort. I could smell his cologne and feel the warmth from his skin. Oh god I was drinking it in like I’d been starving.
His fingertips brushed against my arm ever so lightly and I could almost hear strings popping. The strings that held my sanity in place.
“Would you take it all back?” I asked him with my eyes closed.
“Yes,” he breathed, pulling me in. “I’d take every stupid moment back if it meant having you and Chloe.”
Tears spilled faster down my face but I refused to open my eyes because I knew what I would see. Xavier’s honey pools pleading with me to let him make me feel better and I knew I’d give into them because I was hurting.
“Sometimes I wish things could go back to how they used to be.” I confessed softly, swallowing back a lump of regret. I felt Xavier’s fingers touch the spot where my throat rolled, followed by his warm, soft lips.
Shit…
A hiss escaped me as he began covering my throat with kisses. Slow and meaningful kisses. Each one felt like an apology and I was sucking them down like candy.
“Xavier, aren’t you still celibate?” I quizzed. My eyes fluttered open and I saw exactly what I didn’t want to see. He was peering at me, looking straight through to my soul where he knew a piece of him still resided. No matter how small the piece was, it was there and it would probably always be there.
“That never applies to you.” He told me quickly. We crashed into a needy kiss. “Never…you…” He growled as we lay back on the plush bed. It had been so long since I’d been touched the way he was touching me that each place his fingertips traveled ached with need.
Tiny clapping hands halted us both in our lustful actions. We scrambled to sit upright just before our daughter walked in the room. She announced proudly that she was done performing and ready to go. Xavier looked at me, then back at Chloe and sighed,
“Hey munchkin, you want Daddy to stay here tonight?” He asked with that gorgeous fucking smile. His dimples still melted me. I kept that to myself though.
“Yay!” Chloe clapped and instantly began shedding her clothes. The girl hated restriction. Definitely my child.
I wasn’t going to stop Xavier from staying the night if he wanted to, shit I wouldn’t even stop him from fucking me if he wanted to. I was absolutely starved for attention and love. I hated the way it felt. I hated having emotions and feelings ruling everything I did.
I missed being able to bounce from Xavier to Emmanuel depending on which one of them pissed me off most recently. Monogamy was for the motherfucking birds.
Xavier was a godsend that entire evening. He played with Chloe, changed Mason, gave them both baths and ordered food for us after he fed them. Wanna know what the hell I did during that time? I slept.
Xavier woke me once the kids were down for the night and it was all I could do to lift my heavy ass head off the pillow. Who knew I would be so sleep deprived with two kids under two?
“Do you wanna eat?” He asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah, let me get in the shower first. I never shower alone anymore.” I muttered, wiping drool from my face.
The spray of hot water felt like heaven on my skin. Jesus, I’d been missing solitude for so long. I honestly just wanted to stay in there forever if it were possible.
“Hey, you okay in here?” Xavier’s voice broke me out of the steamy daze I’d been lured into.
“Yeah, I’m good.” I sighed happily. Without thinking, I stepped out of the shower, very naked and dripping with water. Xavier stood in the doorway not hiding his admiration either.
“You’re very good.” He smirked arrogantly. “The kids have been good to your body. Goddamn, Camilla.” I blushed as I grabbed my towel, wrapping it around my body and tucking it in. I tried to squeeze past Xavier but in one motion, my towel was on the floor and my wet body was exposed again.
“Now I know you didn’t think you were going to walk past me with all that ass on display and get out of this bathroom.” His fingers threaded through my wet hair yanking my lips closer to his until they touched.
I’d been self-conscious about my body since having Mason but the way Xavier was eyeing me let me know I had nothing to worry about. Luckily for me the only place I’d gotten stretch marks were on the backs of my thighs leading to my newly thick ass which X
avier seemed to be enjoying thoroughly. His fingers dug into my flesh as he lifted me onto the counter with his tongue in my mouth.
The moment our bodies pressed together I could feel his dick pushing against me. I wanted to fuck him so bad that I couldn’t tell the residual shower water from my wet pussy. I slipped my hand up his shirt and silently admired his chiseled abs. I guess celibacy had him hitting the gym pretty hard. I wasn’t complaining.
In fact, I wanted to see Xavier’s body, I hadn’t seen him this way in so long, it excited me and made me throb in all my sensitive places. I tugged his shirt over his head and took in his new ink; a green, jewel-eyed lioness caught my attention first. When I asked Xavier about it he smiled a little.
“It’s you,” he told me. “You’re just like a lioness. You’ll kill; you’ll do whatever for your pride. Plus I couldn’t be a bitch and get your name on me so this will do.” He pulled me in closer and my legs hooked around his waist.
After hearing that I wanted him inside of me more than ever. I pulled his thick, heavy dick from his sweat pants and stroked it between our bodies. He let out a low moan at the sensation. I wondered if he really had been celibate this entire time and if I was the first woman touching his dick in a year or more. I was the last one to touch it too. Arrogance flitted around me but I tried not to give into it.
After I stroked Xavier’s dick and felt how big and smooth it was I was ready to put it inside of me.
“Xavier I need you to fuck me.” I whimpered in his ear. At the sound of my voice he thrust against my hand. I didn’t need to say anything else; he yanked my legs apart and shoved his dick inside of me.
“Oh god…” He groaned once he was inside. I watched Xavier’s eyes shut as he composed himself. I had been the only person he’d been with in over a year. At the realization I squeezed his dick with my walls. His mouth gaped open and he exhaled sharply. “I forgot how fucking good your pussy feels Camilla.” He slid in and out of me slowly at first, touching every part of me. Then he picked up his speed, gripping my ass cheeks and digging his dick inside of me harder and harder.
“Xavier!” I screamed, knocking the baby monitor to the floor with a clatter. His long fingers located my slick clit and rubbed it in small circles until I was damn near hyperventilating.
“Cum for me, Camilla.” He instructed while slamming his cock inside of me. My pussy throbbed so good and so deep. I shuddered until my teeth chattered. “Just like that baby. Squeeze my dick with that perfect little pussy.” He growled in my ear as he put pressure on my clit. My high-pitched squeal was so loud he had to cover my mouth with his before I woke the kids.
He swelled inside of me before exploding throwing his head back in ecstasy. I thought he would never stop coming inside of me. He filled me up so hard and so much that I could feel it dripping back out of me.
“Fuck, Camilla…shit!”
“I really needed that,” I panted in his ear. I reached up and touched his face, which was glistening with sweat, so we could kiss.
“You getting ready to need some more in a minute,” Xavier laughed. He was softening inside of me but I knew the least little thing would make him hard again when he was like this. I wanted to turn him on. I wanted to feel attractive and desired so I leaned in and kissed him deeper, hungrier.
Like clockwork we were in the bathroom kissing fervently. We were tongues and moans and steamy breathing and hands that wouldn’t stop roaming. In no time Xavier’s cock was stiff inside of me again. He lifted me up, keeping his erection inside and carried me to the bed.
Once he was peering down at me he gave me the most devious smirk.
“I’m about to murder your pussy.” He told me before pushing my legs back towards my ears. My stomach clenched anxiously as I felt him swell once more until he filled me entirely from the inside out.
Xavier pounded me into the bed so hard I thought we’d pop a spring for sure. I couldn’t contain my screams and I didn’t really want to, I just didn’t want to wake up Chloe and Mason. Xavier felt so damn good though and something about him fucking the life out of me in the same bed I shared with Alexander turned me on instead of making me feel guilty. I felt like old Camilla; like Camilla as a teenager instead of twenty something mother of two.
Xavier’s tight muscles flexed and the sheen on his skin glistened under the soft lights. He looked amazing on top of me. I looked at the detailed lioness tattoo on his chest and felt a sense of pride knowing that he’d gotten it for me.
“I’m about to cum Xavier,” I whined. Looking at him and feeling him inside of me had pushed me to the edge.
“Let’s cum together, baby.” He told me before leaning down to suck on my lips. His weight pressed my legs all the way back as he poured into me again, not being shy about the groan he let out. Xavier pressed kisses all over me; my neck, shoulders, breasts and lips I felt nearly consumed.
“You okay?” He asked me, examining my eyes. I caught my breath and snuggled next to him so I could take in his scent.
“I’m much better now,” I cooed. My fingers traced the outline of the lioness on his chest and I let his smell sink into me. Xavier smelled like expensive cologne and me. I loved how he smelled after we fucked. Just inhaling him was starting to turn me on all over again.
I started off kissing his shoulders, and then I moved to his rock hard chest, working my way down. “Camilla, what are you doing?” Xavier chuckled.
“Kissing you.” I giggled, sitting up. I straddled his body and like magnets his hands went to my waist. “Is that okay?”
“Oh yeah. I’m admiring the view.” He slid a large hand down my back until he was gripping my ass. “Remember when we first fucked in my car outside of Trinity?” His hands slid up my body next and he cupped my breasts.
“Yeah, you were so sexy, Mr. Sanders.” I laughed, tossing my head back thinking about how far he and I had come.
“You were sexy as fuck too. You still are Camilla.” He pinched my nipple drawing a moan from my mouth. I could feel his dick stiffening under me. “I’m still wondering what the hell you have me doing,” he grinned. “My dick never gets this hard, this quick, this many times in a row for anybody but you.”
“He missed me.” I blew him a kiss right before sliding on top of his erection and filling myself up with him for a third time in a row. I fucked the shit out of him until his toes were curling and he was begging me to stay still.
I missed sex so much I was a mad woman. Maybe I just really missed fucking Xavier though. We used to have amazing chemistry in the bedroom.
“Oh my god, you’re trying to kill me.” Xavier breathed after our third round.
“No, I just really needed to have that release. Clearly you needed it too.” I winked and lay beside him sticky from sweat. I didn’t care because I felt good for the first time in a long time.
I wasn’t worried about Alexander cheating, I wasn’t worried about the kids I wasn’t worried about anything. I was in Xavier’s arms and he had me. We drifted to sleep with his fingers tangled in my hair and my legs hooked around his body.
**
Chapter Three
Xavier
My stomach roared at the smell of bacon, eggs, and something else I didn’t give a fuck I wanted to eat it. I stumbled into Chloe’s room to find her still sleeping, and then I checked on Mason. He wasn’t in his crib so I went to the kitchen to find Camilla’s thick ass instead.
Jesus Christ.
I don’t know what she’s been eating but the girl was built like brick house now. She was bad before but now? Women would probably pay thousands to be injected and filled to look like Camilla naturally looked after two kids. I spotted Mason asleep in his bassinet near the island so I crept up behind Camilla and wrapped my arms around her slender waist.
“Good morning.” She laughed then turned around to kiss me. I’d be a bald face liar if I said all this shit didn’t feel right. I swept her sandy brown waves to the side and found her elegant neck with my lips.
> “You’re trying to get fucked again.” She moaned out gripping my forearms
“Maybe I just want to fuck you?” My dick was already hard as hell from morning wood and now Camilla’s fine ass was giving it more life.
“Mason…” She glanced at the bassinet over at sleeping little man. “Let me move him back to his room.” Gently she pushed him back down the hall and into his nursery. Once she was back in the kitchen I spun her around and bent her over the counter. In one motion I was inside of her. I couldn’t stop fucking her.
I wasn’t sure why someone as smart as Alexander was messing up his situation with Camilla. Granted, I’d done the same but our history was different.
“Oh god, Xavier!” Her lustful moans had me coming inside of her in no time. Her cunt was so wet and tight, I could tell after the first time we fucked last night that she hadn’t been touched in a long time. Shit, even when I was cheating on Camilla I still fucked her. I never ignored her so bad that she wasn’t getting dick on a regular basis.
I pulled her hips against me and unloaded into her while she vibrated and whimpered. I pulled out of her and turned her back around so I could kiss her full pink lips more.
“I love you Camilla.” The words fell from my mouth before I could stop them but I didn’t really regret saying it. It was true, I loved her crazy ass and I always would, no matter how psychotic she was.
“I love you too Xavier.” Her voice was quiet though, like she didn’t want to admit or say it. I knew she was feeling conflicted and probably guilty as hell for screwing me so I didn’t press.
“Stop worrying.” I pulled her against my body and slid my hands up and down her curves. “I know we’re just messing around. I know how we are together.” I flashed back to when we’d both started falling in love with each other and how she told me it was just sex. Not much had changed clearly. But even if we were only fucking, it was worth it.
“That sounds so bad Xavier,” she sighed. “What if Alexander isn’t cheating on me and I’m just being a bitch? A slutty bitch.”
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