Chapter 138 Lights Out
Sarah's P.O.V.
Xavier is talking to Galdino's men about the compound's security while I take a shower. I told him I wanted him to sleep with me tonight, and by 'sleeping' I meant not sleeping. We had a little hand-fun in the shower last night at the hospital, but now I'm ready for the real thing.
When I get out of the shower, I rub my lightly scented lotion all over my body. I think about putting on some clothes, but I change my mind. I walk around my bedroom naked while waiting for Xavier. I plan to show him exactly what it feels like to be part of a family. I see some of the scared little boy in his eyes, even though he tries to hide it. When there's a knock on the door, I'm tempted to say, "Come in," but don't, because what if it's not him?
"Who is it?" I ask as I walk to the door.
"Xavier." He sounds muffled, like he's whispering. I open the door slightly to ensure he's alone and then open it for him to come in. He looks over his shoulder and comes in like he's expecting someone to stop him.
"Are you expecting someone to throw you out?" I ask as I shut the door.
"I uh…" He stops talking when he sees I'm naked; his face turns bright red, and he stands there like he's frozen. I walk over, wrap my arms around his neck, and kiss his cheek, but he still doesn't move.
"I've never been to a woman's room before. I feel like I'm sneaking around doing something I'm not supposed to do," he says hoarsely.
"You have every right to be here because I want you here. You had better get used to it because now that I have you, I never plan on letting you go." Xavier smiles and wraps his arms around me. He kisses me and slides his hands to my bottom. We were naked together yesterday, but he's acting like this is the first time he’s seeing me. I think it's super sweet, but now I want to see him naked again.
I pull his shirt over his head and kiss along the tattoo on his chest while unzipping his jeans. He kicks off his shoes, and I push his pants and boxers down. Xavier is one of those men who's big everywhere, and it's such a turn-on. His arms, legs, and everything else are thick and muscular. I take his penis in my hand and rub my thumb over the tip. While keeping my eyes on his, I drop to my knees.
"What are you doing?" he asks. I wonder if I can take him out of his comfort zone a little.
"I'm on my knees in front of you with this big thing close to my mouth. What do you want me to do?" I keep my hand on him, stroking back and forth while I wait.
"You don't have to do that." I know he wants me to. I can see it in his eyes, but I want him to say it.
"Don't tell me what I don't have to do. Tell me what you want me to do. Say it, Xavier. Don't be afraid to tell me everything you want me to do to you and what you want to do to me." His face gets flushed again.
"I want you to kiss it." That's a start. I kiss the tip and flick my tongue out to lick a drop of pre-cum. He moans but doesn't say anything else.
"Like that or like this?" I kiss from the tip to the base and back up again. When I look up at him, his eyes are closed.
"Now, what should I do?" He opens his eyes and looks down at me. Come on, say it. Tell me what you want.
"Suck it." I smile and open my mouth. When I wrap my lips around the head and suck slightly, his knees buckle. I suck him hard and move further and further down until he touches the back of my throat. Dakota and I have practiced this many times with bananas, but nothing compares to the real thing. He puts his hand in my hair and pulls slightly to make me move back and forth. This is exactly what I want him to do. I want him to tell me what makes him feel good. I move back and forth, sucking and licking. When his body begins shaking, I suck harder until I feel warm liquid filling my mouth. I swallow every drop and kiss the tip before standing.
"Fuck that was good," he says gruffly. He kisses me and pushes me back to the bed. He shoves me a little roughly, so I fall onto my back. When I look up at him, his eyes are shining brightly.
"What are you going to do?" My heart is racing with excitement. I want the passion and heat. I know it's in him. It just needs to be released. Xavier smiles as he puts my feet on the bed and spreads my legs so I'm completely exposed to him.
"I'm going to eat." Damn, that makes me wet. Why does he sound like a hungry wolf? Should I be scared?
Xavier leans over and licks the length of my slit. I squirm and try to move my legs, but he holds them wide open.
"Don't move." Holy hell, his commanding voice is hot. He puts his mouth on me again, and it's a little clumsy at first, but when he begins sucking my clit, I almost come off the bed. I grip the quilt and arch my back as he gets more aggressive. He moves down and slides his tongue inside to lick my wetness. His tongue moves in and out, swirling around. I want to move, but I can't with the hold he has on me. When he goes back to sucking, I can't hold back anymore. My back arches again, and I scream his name as waves of pleasure come over me. When he fingered me yesterday, I thought that was intense, but it was nothing compared to this. My body convulses as he licks me until my orgasm is over. I open my eyes when he stands up, and he's licking his lips.
"You taste better than the best steak dinner." I wrap my legs around him and pull him toward me.
"Fuck me, Xavier. Fast and hard." He shakes his head.
"I'll do it fast and hard, but I will never fuck you, Sarah. I will make love to you. You are more than just a fuck." Oh Lord, I want him now.
Before I can say anything, there's a loud bang, and the lights go out. We jump out of bed and throw on our clothes. What the hell is going on now? Whoever is responsible is going to the negotiation room because they just became my biggest enemy. This is one messed-up way to cockblock someone.