Chapter 17

Xavier lifted up his head and stared at her face, realizing that she was crying.

He rolled off her, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

"I'm so sorry, I tried as much as I could to be gentle with you. I'm sorry if I was too rough” He apologized, remorsefully.

She shook her head. “You weren't. I just... I'm..."She paused, staring into his eyes, she didn't know how to tell him the truth, she was damn scared of how he would react to it.

"What's wrong, Cara?"He asked, concerned.

She wrapped her hands around him, resting her head on his chest.

"I don't want to get separated from you"

Xavier tilted up her chin so he could stare at her face.

"We won't have any reason to get separated. I love you"

"More than you loved Selena?" She asked in a voice that sounded so unlike hers.

He grinned. "So that was what this was about. What I feel for Selena is different from what you make me feel"

"How do I make you feel?" She asked, curiously.

"Ecciti i miei sensi"(You excite my senses)

"Senza di te sono solo meta"(Without you, I'm only half)

"Sei il mio angelo"(You're my angel)

"Sei il mio pensiero preferito"(You're my favorite thought)

"Quando chiudo gli occhi vedo"(When I close my eyes, I see only you)

"Ardo di amore per te"(I burn with love for you)"

He paused seeing her unable to tame the heat flaming up her cheeks.

"If I keep going on and on about how much I love you, we won't sleep tonight, I just want you to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I won't get tired of you and I won't want anyone else, I swear it." And then, he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

'Will I be granted that chance to spend the rest of my life with you?' She thought sadly.

He couldn't sleep. He felt as though his arms would be unwelded from where they held her tight against him. He'd never felt like this before after making love to a woman. A face popped into his head and he all but sneered at the implication. Certainly never with her.

He shifted slightly so he could look down. She had fallen asleep and all he could see was the smooth curve of her cheeks and those plumped swollen lips. Her cheeks were still flushed.

His head fell back, she had taken over him completely, he wasn't scared that he was at the mercy of someone nearly half his size because he felt it deep in his bones that nothing could come between them.

Xavier finally fell into a deep sleep with a smile on his face.

Amanda woke with a start, to find herself in Xavier's bed, with strange sensations running through a curiously aching body... and another very warm body stretched out beside her. With a split-second rush of memory, it all came back, and heat spread outwards from her belly to envelope every part of her.

She groaned softly. Thankfully, Xavier wasn't holding her anymore. She looked at him... looking so satisfied and relaxed...big limbs sprawled in abandon. The sheet was doing little to mask the evidence of his impressive manhood.

She blushed to remember how she had held his arm tightly and how it had felt to have him thrust into her that first time. In a panic, she scrambled off the bed and stood, breathing heavily, sure he'd wake. But he didn't, although he shifted slightly.

Amanda touched her mouth, it felt sensitive and swollen and she cringed feeling a pleasant ache between her legs and at the same time, still wanting him to fill her again.

Not even bothering to look for her underwear, she stole out of Xavier's room and back to her own, unable to decide if he would like waking up with his wife wrapped around him like a vine.

Amanda could only have been asleep for about ten minutes when she woke again with a start, to see Xavier standing by her bed, naked as the day he was born. Heat drenched her in seconds, and she clung to her sheet.

"What is it?"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

His gorgeous naked body made her bite her lower lip involuntarily.

"I wanted to sleep for..."

"And I expect you to do that in my room from now on” He reached down and plucked the covers from her fingers.

She gasped when he easily picked her up in his arms and headed for the connecting door of their bedrooms, all the while, her body seemed to simultaneously melt and go up in flames. She'd slipped on loose silk pajama bottoms and a camisole top to sleep in, but they felt paltry now, when Xavier's hot skin was burning through hers.

He placed her on the bed and grinned seeing her eyes dilate excitedly.

He leaned over her, his long, lean, naked and aroused body was pressing down over hers again, and as always, she was rendered mute... addicted to this man's touch. She trembled.

"Are you sore?” He asked.

She shook her head, she wasn't sore. Yes, she ached a little, but there was another ache building and only one person was capable of assuaging it.

"Make love to me, Xavier” She choked out.

Just hearing those words from her made him completely aroused.

"I want to make things last longer this time... And Bambi... I do not want to hear the word space ever again, I want to wake up each morning with you by my side, don't you want that too?” He growled pressing his erection against her body.

"Yes... Xavier...yes"

He bent his head to one pouting breast and clamped his mouth over one already hard and tight nipple, sucking through the delicate lace of her camisole. The action of his mouth mixed with the wet lace of her cami made Amanda squirm underneath him... moaning softly as she lost her mind in a wave of heat.

When Amanda finally woke up again... some hours later, she was sprawled across Xavier's bed...a sheet tucked around her. She knew that she was alone...she'd half woken up earlier to see Xavier getting dressed and dimly felt him place a kiss on her forehead and tuck her into the covers properly before exiting the room.

She felt too lethargic to move...too lethargic to even blush when she thought of how long Xavier made it last that morning... how he had sucked...licked and screwed life out of her... and how she'd been clawing his back with her nails... begging...pleading for more.

She turned her head face down into the pillow and moaned. And after some seconds, she flipped over on her back and looked up to the ceiling. It had to be just the natural feelings that arouse from losing your virginity to someone. A natural biological result of sharing intimacy.

She didn't regret giving herself to him and even if her mind seemed to be a roller coaster, she still wanted to hold on to a glimpse of hope that she could really have a life with him.

The bedroom door opened, and Amanda shot up in the bed, clutching the sheet to her. Mona walked in holding a tray of food and orange juice which she placed on the bedside table and smiled serenely at her.

Amanda blinked and watched as she opened the curtains to let the morning light in.

She turned and said jauntily, "Good morning, ma'am. Sir Xavier has gone to the office. He said to tell you that I will be moving your belongings into his room today"

"Okay,” Amanda replied, suddenly wanting to ask her how to be an equal bed partner, on second thought, she didn't want to be seen as a total novice and besides, Xavier didn't complain about anything, right?

Mona brought out a cellphone from her pocket.

"You left this downstairs yesterday and it has been ringing all morning."

Amanda took the cellphone from her and stared at the many missed calls from Isobel.

A cold feeling seeped into her.

"I'm sure it's nothing important," She replied and placed the phone on the bed.

"Oh, I almost forgot, Sir Xavier wants you to be ready at seven. There’s going to be a family dinner at the villa"

Amanda sighed. Family dinner? She knew for a fact that Cesario didn't like her at all.

He definitely would've loved Alisha who knew how to act classy. And suddenly, she was starting to feel she wasn't good enough for Xavier.

Xavier glanced at his wife who seemed unusually quiet as they rode to the villa.

She had put on a tight dress and heavy makeup, though it didn't make her less beautiful, but he knew she wasn't comfortable with it.

"I want to start going to those clubs where the elite women come together..."

"Why?” He cut in, softly.

"Almost all billionaires' wives indulge in that"

He slowly came to a halt in front of the villa.

"I know something is bothering you because you don't like those things. Talk to me, amore(Love). What is it?"

She sighed. “Your father doesn't like me, I mean, when he signed that agreement with my father, he probably thought I was..."

"My father doesn't like anybody, and you don't have to do anything for him to like you.” He warned and held her hands.

"I told you before that we would do everything that makes you happy. I love you just the way you are, Cara. I love everything about you so please take this sad look off your face” He said, affectionately, moved closer and kissed her deeply.

She responded almost immediately. That old frosty man didn't need to like her. Xavier loves her so she should focus on that instead.

He pulled back, drawing the needed air into his lungs.

"Dio! I want to make love to you so bad, but that drama king will get really pissed if we go in late"

She chuckled. “Is Salvador coming?"

"No. He doesn't like being around my father as much as I hate it too. So it's just the two of us and my parents"

Amanda sighed. What kind of father was Cesario anyway?

They walked into the house, hand in hand.

Alice walked up to them.

"I'm so happy to see you, my dear” She said smiling warmly at Amanda.

Amanda smiled too but uneasily, when had they become close?

"Where's my father?” Xavier asked.

"In his study."

"I'll go and inform him of our arrival." With that, he walked away.

Alice led her to a big sitting room, they sat on the couch beside each other.

Amanda was feeling really uncomfortable because Alice wouldn't stop smiling at her.

"When I saw those pictures of you and Xavier, the feeling in my heart was indescribable."

Amanda frowned.” What pictures?"

"I guess you still aren't used to the fact that your every movement is analyzed. Pictures were taken of you and Xavier on your numerous outings together."

"Oh."

Why can't people mind their business for once?

"Seeing how happy he was made me so glad. I had thought he had become like his father after that woman Selena left him. I know I'm not the world's best mother and he didn't have a good example of a happy family while growing up, but I've always wanted him to be happy and I'm so glad that he has opened his heart to love again"

Amanda just stared at the woman, touched by words coming out from her mouth. Alice held her hands.

"Thank you so much for making him happy, my dear. And I want you to promise me that you'll never do anything to make him a broken man."

Tears stung Amanda's eyes, but she fought against letting them drop.

"I promise," she replied.

Just then, Xavier walked in, he stared at both women and their hands in each other's confusedly.

Alice let go of Amanda.

"I'll go and check if dinner is ready now." With, that, she walked away.

"What was she telling you?" He asked, curiously.

"Just lady stuff. You aren't that close to your mother, are you?"

"No. You wouldn't understand my family. Even I don't, at times."

"She cares a lot about you, you should call her often," She advised.

Xavier sighed. "I'll try. For now, let me show you around before dinner"

She smiled and nodded taking his outstretched hand.

As they walked down the hallway, she couldn't stop looking around in admiration, the furniture, the paintings... everything was breathtaking.

Xavier looked down at the woman beside him and desire shot through his body, it was as if it had been so long since he had been inside of her, whereas it was only this morning.

He opened the door of a guest room and pulled her in.

"What are you..."

He cut her off with a hot kiss and she forgot about everything else.

He turned her head and nuzzled her lips apart, tasting the inner sweetness of her mouth, his tongue touching the tip of hers.

She put her hands around his head and pulled him closer to her, her tongue plunging deeper and deeper into his mouth.

He kept sucking at hers... biting them... pulling them between his teeth... running his tongue over the sweet swell of them.

Suddenly he turned her around so that her back was to him, he lifted up her dress and pulled down her panties, that sight alone almost made him come in his briefs.

Hurriedly he tugged down his trousers and briefs, with her back to his chest, he grasped his cock in his hand and teased her entrance with the tip. Slowly, he slid into her body.

They moaned at the same time, he pulled out and thrust in again.

"Yes “He groaned as she pushed her hips back into him, pushing him further into her. He pushed forcefully and she clamped her hand over her mouth preventing a scream from erupting.

"Do you like the way this makes you feel, Bambi?"He asked, thrusting into her, reverently.

"Oh...yes” She moaned.

Just hearing her say those words filled him with pride and he deepened his thrust.

She gasped at the sensation the position brought, he nipped up and down her neck.

"Brucio per te (I'm on fire for you)"She whimpered.

Taking her hand in his, he laced their fingers and moved them down her body to her clit, both fingers, stroking and teasing it.

"Ti amo (I love you)" She whispered.

"Dio! Say that again" He demanded.

"Ti amo piu di qualsiasi cosa (I love you more than anything)"