72. Chapter Seventy-Two
Alex sleeps peacefully on the four-hour flight, undisturbed by the hum of the plane’s engines. Meanwhile, Xander eagerly suggests reliving our mile-high club experience from our unforgettable flight that took off from Australia. I am initially hesitant, but Xander’s alluring touches gradually wear down my resistance. That man seems to have committed every one of my pleasure spots to memory.
As soon as our plane touches down and we load our bags into the town car, a wave of nervous energy washes over me. Xander mentioned his lifestyle has changed and that he specifically designed the house with me in mind. This statement fills me with a mix of curiosity and unease as we venture into this unknown chapter of our lives.
With Alex sitting between us, Xander and Alex engage in lively conversation, filling the journey with their laughter. I shift my attention to the window, and I am immediately taken back by the luxurious houses that adorn the street.
”Are you alright, Princess?” Xander asks, concern in his voice.
“Yes, how much longer?”
“Not far now. Just up ahead.”
The driver pulls up and parks in front of a pair of impressive black metal gates. Xander’s window smoothly slides down, and I watch as he enters a security code, causing the gates to swing open, granting us passage. We continue down a long driveway.
As we approach, my eyes widen at the sight of three grand double-story houses side by side, no fences separating them.
“That one over there is Nate and Theo’s,” Xander says, pointing to the farmhouse-style double-story house on the left, complete with spacious front patios. It truly is a sight to behold.
“And that one over there is Ace’s,” he points to the right, indicating a magnificent two-story house made of dark brick. It’s adorned with tall white pillars that extend up to the second floor. It’s grand, exceeding my expectations of what I thought Ace would have chosen for himself.
“And this one is ours,” he points to the one in the middle.
“This is your home,” I ask.
“Our home,” he says, correcting me.
As we drive up the circular driveway, everything goes silent. The view through the front window is absolutely stunning.
Before us stands a two-story house, painted in pristine white with elegant black iron accents. The front porch, which wraps around the entire house, immediately catches my attention, complete with a generously sized swing. In my mind, I can already imagine myself leisurely swaying on that swing, enjoying the beauty of the setting sun. The house exudes a formal charm, yet it also has the cozy essence of a farmhouse, incorporating simple elements. Surrounded by meticulously maintained gardens, its allure is truly captivating. I can sense Xander’s subtle touch in the design of this house, a testament to his refined taste.
”Is this our new home?” Alex asks, his voice filled with unmistakable excitement.
The driver brings the car to a halt and carefully parks it in the spacious, circular driveway encircling the trio of houses. Xander assists Alex in getting out of his car seat, while the driver kindly opens my door, allowing me to step out.
“I’ll get our bags,” Xander informs the driver, considering that we only have one medium-sized overnight bag with essential items until our belongings are delivered tomorrow. ”You can bring the car seat and place it by the front door,” Xander says, his hand disappearing into his pocket as he takes out some cash and hands it to the driver.
Meanwhile, Alex joins me and stands by my side as I look up at the house. While I knew he made a lot of money from his music, I never imagined it would be enough to afford such an impressive place like this. I am genuinely thrilled for him. It brings me joy to know that he did all the things he said he would.
“Come on,” Xander urges, taking my hand and guiding me towards the house. “Come see your new home.”
When Xander opens the front door, he places our overnight bag in the spacious foyer.
The interior of the house is just as breathtaking as its exterior. The walls are a gorgeous shade of gray with fancy black iron decorations. Adding to the overall elegance, the tiled floors glisten and reflect the light. The twelve-foot ceilings further enhance the feeling of spaciousness in this grand house. I am truly at a loss for words.
Xander leads us into the house, and that”s when I immediately notice the magnificent grand piano positioned in the center of the room. This thing screams luxury and money.
The urge to play intensifies, as I recall the vibrant atmosphere of the piano bar in Adelaide, urging me to run my fingers across the keys. Releasing Xander’s hand, I eagerly move towards it, my fingers itching to caress the velvety smoothness of its glossy surface.
With each touch of the keys, I’m filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation, knowing that the music will soon come alive under my fingertips once more.
Raising my head, I pause to survey the room, and my gaze lands on the couch that Xander had mentioned earlier. Positioned perfectly, it offers an ideal vantage point to observe me playing the piano.
As my gaze moves towards Xander, I can’t help but notice the way his lips curl into a smile, mirroring my own in awe of the piano.
“It’s beautiful,” I comment.
“I thought you’d like it,” he says, smiling at me before shifting his attention to Alex who stands beside him. “Are you ready to see your room?”
”Yep,” Alex replies excitedly, beaming with joy.
“Come on, I’ll give you the grand tour,” Xander says, grabbing my hand.
As we stroll through the big, fancy kitchen, I notice the sleek white countertops and black accents that add a touch of elegance. Moving forward, we come across an elegant dining room. Inside, there is a long, black table set for twelve guests, exuding an air of sophistication.
We make our way up the grand wooden staircase, feeling the polished handrail beneath our fingertips. The full-length windows offer awe-inspiring panoramic views, showcasing the beauty of the surroundings. Xander then gestures to a bathroom located just across the hallway. He then comes to a halt in front of a closed door.
“Are you ready to see your room?” he asks Alex.
With a nod from Alex, Xander opens the door. The astonishing sight of a massive blue shark with its mouth open greets us, revealing a mattress. This is Alex’s bed. It is an impressive spectacle, unlike anything I have ever seen.
“Cool, Dad,” Alex yells, racing forward. He leaps into the shark”s mouth and lands on the mattress.
Stepping forward, I join Xander by the doorway. We stand together, watching our son’s face light up with joy as he explores his brand-new bed.
“I think he likes it,” Xander says, turning his head to glance at me.
“Yeah, he certainly does. When did you set all this up?” I ask, scanning the room. That’s when I spot the large kangaroo and koala over in the corner.
“I arranged the bed before we left Australia, so that way it was all set for Alex when we got here.”
“I wondered where the kangaroo and koala got to.”
“Yeah, Kit sent them back for me. Come on, there’s something I’d like to show you,” he says, eagerly grabbing my hand and guiding me down the hall to a room two doors down.
The spacious room immediately grabs my attention, with its large king bed adorned with black silk sheets. On the right side of the room, there is an enormous walk-in closet, while right beside it, there is a stunning bathroom boasting a generously sized egg-shaped bath. The large panoramic windows offer impressive views of the extensive gardens, while the sight of the mountains just adds to the beauty. I can already imagine myself sinking into the warm, scented bubbles of the tub while looking at the breathtaking scenery. Once again, I find myself at a loss for words, completely captivated by the scene before me.
“This is where the magic happens. Where you’re gonna scream my name every night,” he whispers in his gravelly voice, as he pulls me towards him. “So, Princess, what do you think? Do you like it?”
Looking out at the majestic, mountainous landscape, a surge of admiration fills me, reflecting on his incredible feats. Despite coming from a life of poverty, he has reinvented himself and become a man to truly admire.
As I turn my head, our eyes meet. “I’m incredibly proud of you. Just look at everything you have achieved.”
“Thank you, Princess,” he says, his voice slightly strained.
I know that my words have left a lasting impression on him, shaping his thoughts and emotions. He tightens his arms around me, drawing me nearer to his chest, while his face stays nestled in the curve of my neck. We stay that way for a while, as he breathes in the familiar scent of my perfume, his eyes slowly closing.
“Mommy!“ Alex yells from somewhere out in the hall.
Xander lifts his head and releases his grip on my waist. He pokes his head out through the doorway.
“Mom’s in here, buddy,” he says.
Whenever Xander speaks to Alex, his tender tone melts my heart. It’s as if his walls have crumbled, leaving him exposed and receptive, not only with Alex, but also with me. Xander has shed his tough exterior, the one he always wears to shield himself, and the person he reveals is truly remarkable, with a caring, loving, and kind nature. The boy he used to be, who had a guarded and cold demeanor, always prioritizing his desires without thinking about the aftermath, has transformed into something entirely different. Standing in his place is a man whose kindness and love radiate from him, but only towards us. Only for Alex and me.
Xander steps aside, creating a clear path for Alex to enter the room.
As Alex rushes into the room, my gaze catches sight of the book in his hands.
Overflowing with infectious enthusiasm, he eagerly yells, “Dad got me a whole heap of animal books!” With delight, his face beams, radiating joy and excitement, as he proudly presents the book for me to examine.
When I look up at Xander, I am met with a heartwarming sight - his smile says it all, overflowing with happiness and satisfaction as he watches Alex with sheer delight.
With a gentle tug, Alex pulls me towards the king-size bed. I lower myself onto the bed beside him as he opens the book. After showing me a few pages of the picture book, he looks over at Xander, who is casually leaning against the door, watching our interaction.
“Dad, can you read me one of the stories tonight?” he asks.
“Of course, buddy.”
Alex gets up and races out into the hallway. “This place is awesome!” he yells, his voice echoing through the house.
Xander looks at me and smiles. “Just wait until he sees the pool,” he says.
It hasn’t escaped my attention that these last few days Xander”s smile has become a permanent fixture on his face.
Xander takes care of ordering pizza for dinner, and we get comfortable catching up on the latest drama of The Real Housewives, while Alex continues to explore our new home.
As bedtime draws near, Alex bids me goodnight, and Xander heads upstairs to read him a bedtime story. However, it has been over an hour since then. I hope Alex didn’t convince Xander to read more. Alex always has a tendency to request another book or two before going to sleep.
With the empty pizza box in one hand and a wineglass in the other, I make my way back to the kitchen. I toss the box into the recycling bin and give my glass a quick rinse before heading upstairs to see what’s going on.
Climbing up the wooden staircase, I strain my ears for Xander’s voice as he reads to Alex, but all I hear is silence. As I step into Alex’s room, I notice Xander sleeping with a book gently resting on his chest. It’s a heartwarming sight, with both of them peacefully sleeping in Alex’s brand-new bed, their faces relaxed and content. I wish I could freeze this moment in a photograph, but I left my phone on the kitchen counter.
I’m unsure whether I should wake him up since he has an early flight tomorrow. Lionel has arranged for him to use the label’s private jet, which will fly him to New Zealand in the early hours of the morning.
Choosing not to wake him, I delicately lift the book from his chest. At that moment, his eyes slowly flutter open and meet mine. A drowsy smile graces his lips.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wake you,” I say, not bothering to lower my voice. Once Alex is asleep, the whole house could crumble, and he wouldn”t even budge.
Xander takes a quick look at Alex, then sits up and scoots down to the end of the bed and gets out through the shark’s mouth.
“No, I’m glad you did. I have something planned for us tonight, and it doesn’t involve reading books,” he whispers.
”Don”t worry about whispering,” I say, as I go over to add the book to the stack Xander got for Alex. “He doesn’t wake once his asleep.”
”Great,” he says, coming over and grabbing my hand, pulling me towards the door. “Time”s running out, so I gotta make every second count. Because I want to hear you scream my name while I fuck you senseless.”
As I enter the bedroom, he suddenly pulls me towards him, and I can feel his hard cock through his jeans as he pins me against the wall. Our lips collide, igniting the air with an electric charge. My heart races as I surrender to the intensity of his kiss, losing myself completely. His lips trail down my neck, prompting me to tilt my head, granting him access. I can”t help but moan when his teeth graze my skin.
“Fuck, I love it when you do that.”
Without even glancing at him, I can sense his seductive smirk, as if a wave of desire is washing over me and leaving goosebumps on my skin. He gives my neck a few soft kisses, each one leaving a lingering warmth before he pulls back to look at me.
His hungry gaze roams over my face, making me feel completely exposed. As he brushes my long hair behind my ear, a primal desire awakens, and then he kisses me with such force it steals my breath away.
My heart races as his fingers find the hem of my shirt, effortlessly sliding it off and tossing it aside. I’m mesmerized by the intensity in his eyes as he focuses on my black lacy bra. He lifts his hand, delicately gliding his fingers over my taut nipple beneath the lacy fabric, before leaning in and teasing it with his tongue, tracing enticing circles around it. I let out a moan as the sensation electrifies my entire being.
“Stay still,” he says, lowering himself to his knees. He leans in, never breaking eye contact, and gently kisses my stomach, including the stretch marks I dislike.
I am filled with a sense of excitement as his hands explore beneath my skirt, his fingers playfully tracing along my thighs, eventually sliding my panties off with ease. Once they reach my ankles, I step out of them.
With a sly grin, he quickly stuffs them into his pocket. ”These are coming with me,” he declares.
“Pervert,” I tease.
He flashes me that sexy smirk that instantly melts my heart. His attention then shifts to unzipping the side zipper of my skirt. When it falls to the ground, I step out of it. He casually tosses the skirt over his shoulder while keeping his eyes on my pussy.
“Touch yourself,” he whispers seductively, moving closer, he presses a kiss to my most sensitive spot. “Let”s see how good you can make yourself feel. Dance for me like you did in the rain,” he looks up at me with those gorgeous, dark eyes.
I smile, treasuring the memories of those intense moments when I would completely surrender, free from any worries about the way I looked and all my insecurities about my body. All I could focus on back then was Xander’s adoring gaze, as if I were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen - a gaze that remains unwavering even to this day.
”Go sit on the bed,” I tell him.
He leans in and plants a quick kiss on my pussy, then flicks his tongue for a quick lick before he stands up.
“Asshole,” I say, seeing that smug grin on his face, knowing he did that just to mess with me. Although I really want to, I resist the urge to yank his hair and tell him to please me with his tongue.
Approaching the bed, he takes a seat. His intense gaze gives me such a rush, making me feel alive and incredibly excited. I love how he looks at me like I”m his entire world.
With a swift motion, I fling my bra to the side and take a step forward, strategically positioning myself just out of his reach. I watch as his eyes move over me, pausing on my pussy, my breasts, and finally my face. When he breathes in, his nostrils get wider. The intensity in his eyes speaks volumes, conveying a suppressed desire that he really wants to fuck me.
I move in my own slow, tantalizing rhythm, egged on by the way his tongue comes out and wets his lower lip. His eyes follow my every move as I trail a finger down my stomach and down further, teasing him as I pause on my pussy before moving back up.
As he watches me, he rests back on one elbow and strokes himself through his jeans.
As I explore my body, Xander never takes his eyes off me. I notice his breaths becoming uneven, a sign that his self-control is slipping. Intrigued by my power to witness him lose control, I continue to test his limits. I want to see how far I can push him, so he boldly takes what he craves without hesitation.
Excitement and desire electrify every cell of my body as I slide a finger into my wetness, and I let out a hiss.
His jaw tightens as he watches me pleasure myself. I tilt my head back, close my eyes, and completely surrender to the incredible feeling. Then I sense Xander on his knees in front of me.
“Move your hand now.” His words resonate firmly in my ears, leaving no room for negotiation. I immediately surrender to his command.
Startled by a sudden, sharp tug on my ankle, I let out a small squeak of surprise. When I look down, his handsome face is just inches from me.
”Don”t move,” he says, his voice all smooth and rough, while the fire in his eyes gives me chills. My whole body craves his touch, but it never comes.
His eyes lock with mine, and with a swift motion, he lifts my leg and positions it effortlessly over his shoulder. Now I wish I’d stayed over by the wall because once he devours me, I won”t have the strength to stay upright. That’s what this man does. It”s not just about him fucking me, he worships every inch of my body. As he lowers his face, zeroing in on my pussy, I’m getting more turned on as I wait for him to touch me.
It”s like a shiver down my spine when his fingers graze my inner thigh. A tightness settles across his face, a sign of his self-control. My senses get sharper, and my heart starts racing as he moves in closer and skillfully uses his tongue.
Damn, his tongue on my skin is so captivating, like pure bliss, arousing me with every intentional stroke. I can”t help but moan when he touches me like that. As he lifts his gaze, he watches me while his tongue traces a teasing path along my inner thighs.
Every time he glides his tongue over a new spot, he gives it a little kiss.
With every touch of his tongue, he knows just how to push me to the edge. I close my eyes tight and grip my hands at my side, desperately trying not to ride his face the second his tongue touches my clit.
“Xander,” I say, my voice barely a whisper when his teasing gets too much and his tongue avoids that sensitive spot.
He knows exactly what he”s doing, giving me that cocky grin, making me want it so much more.
”Please,” I gasp, biting my lip so hard it actually hurts. Finally, I feel his touch where I ache the most. My thighs quiver as he delicately explores the contours of my most intimate area. A potent blend of arousal and wetness engulfs me, leaving my senses in a state of blissful surrender.
Xander abruptly stops, then takes in a long, deep breath to capture the essence of my scent. The deep, primal sound he makes causes my nipples to stiffen and my heart to race.
“Xander,” I squirm as he slowly trails his tongue along the length of my folds. While he skillfully teases, his eyes never leave mine, and I can”t help but make some weird, strange noise. Overwhelmed with pleasure, my grip on his hair tightens when he changes direction, tormenting me with deliberate, torturous circles of his tongue.
He stops again, and the way he torments me makes me feel a mix of both love and hate. I let out a tense breath and I catch sight of a smirk spreading across his face. He”s purposely being an asshole. Teasing me brings him a great deal of enjoyment.
“Tell me how much you want it, Princess,” he says.
I let out a groan, and he smirks back at me.
”If you don”t finish what you started, I”ll ride your face,” I say.
”Fuck, that”s gonna be hot,” he says, leaning in and licking my clit.
The sensations he”s giving me are driving me insane and I whimper like crazy. Waves of pleasure hit harder and harder and I can’t help but tilt my head back and get lost in this incredible feeling.
As I run my fingers through his hair, I feel the soft strands between my fingertips, gripping tightly as I succumb to the overwhelming desire and grind against his face. The idea of him stopping is unimaginable. I crave the electrifying sensation of his touch and the pleasure he brings me.
My legs quiver as he circles and teases my sensitive spot again and again. “Oh, my god, Xander,” I yell, as he expertly applies the perfect amount of pleasure. I’m close, so close. I tighten my fingers in his hair as my orgasm hits.
I take a few seconds to pull myself together and collect my thoughts. Once I do, I look down at him to find him staring up at me, giving me that cocky look like he just broke the world record for giving me the best orgasm.
“You’re so fucking hot when you do that,” he says, placing a tender kiss on my pussy.
Standing, he claims my mouth with his own, igniting a fiery connection between us. As his tongue invades my mouth, I willingly submit, savoring the familiar taste that lingers within.
When he pulls back from the kiss, his chest rises and falls as if he’s struggling to catch his breath. I watch his tongue glide across his parted lips, savoring the taste of me in his mouth. Then he turns and as he walks over to the bed, he pulls off his shirt and then effortlessly sheds his jeans. Sitting down, he rests back on one elbow while his other hand strokes his hard cock, catching my full attention.
”Come here and ride me, Princess,” he demands, giving me a heated look.
I can’t help but check out his flawless body, that tattoo on his chest, and well, everything else. He’s the epitome of sex, the fantasy of every girl, and he’s mine. Mine to fuck and love until the end of time.
I move forward, but I have no desire to ride him just yet; instead, I want to savor the anticipation and have a little fun with him first.
His eyes watch as I approach and kneel in front of him. Knowing how much he enjoys watching what I do to him, I use my fingers to spread the pre-cum from the tip of his cock. Then I lift them to my mouth and lick them clean.
The sound of his deep groan brings a smirk to my face.
“Fuck, that’s such a turn-on,” he says, grabbing his cock in his hand. “Kiss it.”
I lean in and give it a passionate kiss, mixing it up with some gentle sucking.
“Damn!” He exhales, as I sensually lick the tip, savoring his flavor. “Open,” he commands in his deep, rough voice coming from deep within his chest.
As I open my mouth, he slides his cock inside, inch by inch. I feel my lips stretching wide, and the sound of his groan echoes in my ears as I trace my tongue along the underside of his shaft. With a forceful motion, his hips surge forward, pushing deep into my throat and holding it there for a moment, before sliding back. I suck harder when he does it again, making him go deeper until I gag.
When I get on my knees, he moans with pleasure and it”s mind-blowing that I can make him feel that good.
“Damn, you look fucking hot with my cock in your mouth.”
He thrusts forward, making me gag, and I hear his sexy moan - feel his cock throbbing on my tongue. I reach out and touch his balls, making it feel even better.
His thigh muscles tighten and he lets out a low growl. He”s almost there, but then he pulls out before I can keep going.
“Get your ass up here,” he says, pulling me towards him.
Our lips meet and I feel the strength of his arms as he pulls me closer, my body straddling him. He grabs his cock and positions me so he can push inside.
We both let out synchronized moans when he slides in. His eyes slowly shut, as if savoring the sensation.
“Ride me, Princess,” he whispers, his voice filled with longing, giving up control to let me satisfy my body’s desires.
Every time I move, the feeling gets more intense, as I shamelessly grab what I want and need at this very moment. Xander’s eyes watch my face, taking in every brief expression of pleasure. As I adjust my hip motions, a mischievous smirk forms on my lips when he lets out a moan. His hand firmly grabs my ass while the other playfully tweaks my nipple. My heart races as I escalate my actions, moving faster. He’s holding me tighter as the pleasure kicks in.
“That’s it, let go. Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.”
With a strong mix of desire and heat, I can”t help but close my eyes and tilt my head back,savoring the intense sensations.
“Oh my god,” I moan, the pleasure growing as I increase my pace, riding him stronger and harder. I’m almost on the brink of falling apart.
“Are you almost there? Because I’m about to…” I can’t even finish the sentence before I moan and tighten around him. I’m trembling all over from this mind-blowing orgasm. I can barely breathe as waves of pleasure rush through me, moving with each thrust, as I continue to ride his cock.
Xander pulls me towards him, his lips meeting mine as he eagerly deepens the kiss. A guttural moan comes out of him as he finishes, spilling his seed inside me. He wraps his arms tightly around me, pressing his face to the curve of my neck, as I fuck him slowly and ride out our orgasms.
I feel movement as if someone is lying beside me in bed. The morning is in full swing, evident from the light seeping in through the windows. Exhaustion lingers, a consequence of the activities Xander and I indulged in last night, leaving me with no doubt that I’m going to be sore today.
With a hint of curiosity, I crack open one eye, half-expecting to see Xander, who may have overslept and missed his flight. However, to my surprise, it’s Alex who is staring back at me.
“Hello, Mommy,” he says, smiling.
“Hello, sweetheart,” I reply, wrapping my arm around him.
I hear a sound, like paper rustling and I worry that he might have one of his new books in the bed with him, so I shift him to find the source of the noise. But it’s not a book, it’s a sheet of paper. I grab it and unfold it.
Princess
I left my credit card on the kitchen counter. Use it for whatever - supplies, plans for Alex”s room, or anything else.
I wanted to kiss you goodbye this morning, but you looked so beautiful sleeping in our bed that I didn”t wanna wake you.
I’m happy, Princess. I”m so fucking happy, and it”s all thanks to you and Alex. Not gonna lie, the idea of not seeing you both for a whole week is already breaking my heart. I already miss our time together and I haven’t even left.
Call me anytime, day or night, if you need anything. Or if you want to show me something else, I”m up for it. I”ve never tried phone sex, so that can be fun.
I love you and Alex more than anything in this world.
Xander.