Chapter 4 #2
She pushed against Xavier’s shoulders, desperate to break free, but his grip only tightened as he buried his face between her thighs. His mouth found her swollen nub, teasing it with a flickering tongue. Her wide eyes darted around as she whispered,
“Xavier, someone is coming.” She squirmed beneath him, trying to shift away, but he merely pulled back slightly, locking eyes with her.
“Keep quiet if you don’t want anyone to hear.”
He stared into her dazed eyes, hunger evident in his gaze before diving back in, licking her with fervor.
The distant voice of a waiter pierced the air, echoing louder than their whispered urgency.
“Did you hear something?” he called out, oblivious to the two hidden in the shadows.
For a moment, silence enveloped them, broken only by Elise’s ragged breaths as she bit down hard on her lower lip hard, her body quaking under his skilled ministrations. His tongue danced inside her, relentless and demanding, igniting waves of pleasure that coursed through her.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, tightening as she gasped, “Oh God,” her breath hitching, desperate and broken.
The sound of footsteps returned, heavy and loud, before fading as the waiter moved away.
Finally, Elise stopped breathing so heavily, gazing at him with pleading eyes.
“Xavier, please,” she whispered, her body leaning forward in desperation.
His mouth continued eating her, hungry and insatiable, coaxing her to surrender completely to the pleasure he offered. Just as she felt herself teetering on the edge, his kisses traveled from her stomach up to her neck, then to her ear, finally finding her lips.
He unbuckled his belt with a swift motion, the metallic clink echoing in the charged atmosphere. He unzipped his pants, lowering them to reveal his impressive girth, the sight making her breath catch in her throat. He aligned himself with her, and in one smooth motion, he slid into her warmth.
Elise stiffened, feeling him stretch her, pushing her higher and higher, a whimper escaping her lips.
A soft whimper escaped her lips, impossible to suppress, but he silenced her with a deeper kiss, thrusting harder, taking control. Each deep stroke shattered her restraint, overwhelming her senses until she surrendered fully to him.
When their bodies eased into a rhythm, he broke the kiss, trailing his mouth down her cheek to her neck, his kisses turning into bites that ravaged her flesh, the sounds of his hunger mingling with the music that pulsed around them.
“Stay still,” he growled, his body rigid as she tightened around him, her soft walls enveloping his length, feeling every pulse and throb.
“Oh God…” Elise cried out as she climaxed, warmth flooding over him, coating his hardness as her thighs buckled, leaving her both stiff and soft.
Xavier’s hold on her waist tightened, pressing her against the wall, not allowing her to escape even as each breath felt like a punishment.
It wasn’t enough for him; he thrust harder, deeper, as her nails dug into his arms, anchoring her to him.
He lifted one of her legs, holding it high against his waist, driving them both further into a frenzy of desire.
The angle deepened his thrusts, making it impossible for her to suppress her emotions.
Their bodies rubbed together, and she could barely breathe, her body shaking as he took her completely.
The intensity made her cry out, the sound echoing in the room as she lost herself to pleasure once more, her wetness coating his still rock-hard girth.
“Xavier, please. Please,” Elise cried, tears streaming down her cheeks as pleasure overwhelmed her so intensely that she struggled to catch her breath.
Taking mercy on her, he finally shifted his feet, his thrusts growing rougher, and she felt his body tense.
A low growl escaped his mouth, resonating in her ear, and his thrusts became shorter and deeper.
Finally, he let his release spill inside her, the heat of it making her feel every inch of him even more deeply.
Her body went slack against him as he breathed heavily, his grip still firm as he held her close.
Then he bent down and grabbed her panties once again, bringing them to her feet.
“Lift up your leg,” he commanded, his voice hoarse.
She obediently complied, lifting her legs one by one as he carefully slid the panties onto her feet, then rose to his full height, pulling them over her thighs and up to her hips.
Once he finished, he bent down again and lifted her into his arms. She let out a surprised yelp, but he didn’t let go. The drive back home was swift and silent.
Once they reached the Chen Mansion, she headed toward the bedroom, intending to shower. Just as she reached for the bathroom door, he snatched her back.
“Did you really think it’s over?” he asked, surprise flashing in her eyes.
“I’m just going to get a shower before coming to bed,” she replied, her voice dropping slightly as shame crept in.
“There’s no need. I’m going to make you dirty again anyway,” he said impatiently, grabbing the cover on her shoulder and tossing it aside.
His hungry gaze roamed over her soft flesh, hidden beneath the silk nightdress. The fabric fell to her knees, and the deep V-neck revealed her breasts more prominently.
She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the swell of her breasts was clear, making his mouth water as he stared at her shamelessly.
He stepped closer and grabbed her shoulders, his eyes shamelessly raking over her cleavage before finally locking onto hers as he growled, “I have to tie you up now.”
“Tie me up?” she asked, a flicker of confusion crossing her face.
“So that when I take you this time, you don’t disturb me from getting what I want.”
She blinked, heat rushing to her cheeks.
Before she could respond, he strode to the large closet and returned moments later.
In his hand, she noticed one of his ties and a handkerchief.
He snapped the handkerchief open carelessly, revealing golden threads that formed the initials XC against the black fabric, making her heartbeat quicken.
“Now be a good girl. You have to stay silent,” he murmured, folding the handkerchief diagonally until it was long and narrow.
He brought it to her mouth, wrapping it around and tying it securely behind her head.
The XC in gold threads rested right over her lips.
His gaze fell on it, and a flash of darkness ignited in his eyes.
His fingers grazed the embroidery as he delicately caressed it with his thumb, his eyes never leaving the sight of her mouth bound with his name.
He licked his lips, hunger flashing in his gaze.
Unable to resist any longer, he leaned in and kissed her over the handkerchief.
Her eyes fluttered shut as the warmth of his mouth enveloped hers, his breath saturating the air around them, filled with the intoxicating scent of him.
His saliva seeped through the cloth, and she felt it touch her lips as he kissed her hungrily, as if the distance he had created only heightened his desire.
He pressed against her, kissing her with urgency before trailing his mouth down to her jaw.
One hand gripped her chin, holding her still as he planted one final kiss on her mouth through the handkerchief, releasing a breath that was both shuddering and greedy.
“I love this,” he said, his voice rough as he stared at her mouth, filled with clear hunger. “My mark on you.”
Then, forcing himself to pull away, his hands grasped the hem of her dress. With a swift motion, he yanked the short garment over her head and tossed it aside, leaving her bare before him in her champagne-colored panties, matching the hue of her nightdress.
His gaze remained locked on her, unblinking, as it traveled from her exposed breasts down to her stomach.
The soft swell there only intensified his hunger; she wasn’t completely flat—she had a slight curve that always seemed to entice him, tempting him to leave his marks.
His eyes slid down to her panties and then to her thighs, the small gap between them igniting a deeper craving within him.
Then, using the tie he had brought back, he commanded, “Turn around. Hands behind your back.”
Elise trembled slightly, a mix of anticipation and nervousness coursing through her as she obeyed, turning on her heels.
She reached behind her back, and he carefully wrapped her wrists with the tie, the gray cloth encircling them like a gentle but firm embrace.
He tightened the knot, ensuring it held securely.
Leaning down near her shoulder, he whispered close to her ear, his voice rough, “Does it hurt?”
She stiffened, her body tensing at the question, then shook her head in a silent no.
Satisfied, he tied another knot in his tie and finally stepped away from her. His ravenous gaze traced the long, dark hair cascading down her back before sliding down the gentle curve of her spine, lingering on her full hips and the long, elegant lines of her legs.
No matter how many times he ran his tongue over his dry lips, the hunger only deepened each time he looked at her. “Turn around,” he commanded again, and she pivoted on her feet to face him.
Their eyes locked—his dark, intense gaze boring into her soft, inviting ones. In that moment, her expression made it impossible for him to suppress his desire.
Losing control, he marched closer and grabbed her arm, pulling her toward the bed before roughly tossing her onto it.
Elise fell forward, her body bouncing against the soft mattress, her head turning to the side.
Xavier devoured the sight of her legs sprawled across the bed, his hands reaching for her clothing, tearing off every layer and tossing them aside until he stood fully bare before her.
Under the soft glow of the bedroom lights, his chiseled abs and sculpted chest were accentuated, the trail of hair leading downwards only intensifying her breathlessness.