She was mine. Always.
ChapterNine
Charlotte
Icouldn’t believe that I’d had sex with the guy I was battling with about being my bodyguard. The sexual tension finally snapped between us and I stopped fighting him, giving in to my desires. I hoped I hadn’t made a huge mistake by crossing the line between us because if Xander thought this meant he had won the battle and I’d be eternally grateful for his help, then he was sorely mistaken. Xander may very well be my own Superman—Clark Kent protector—rolled into one but what if he was wrong? What if all this between us is just a lust driven fueled explosion waiting to see who will combust first? What if the note I received was nothing but a silly childish playground game that would stop the moment the person behind it realized they hadn’t fazed me at all? Where would I be then? Back to filming and submitting to my boring life of constantly impressing people?
I didn’t want that. I couldn’t help that I felt tethered to Xander like he was my kryptonite and that I’d struggle to tear myself from his grasp ever again. Xander was able to enchant me with those deep chocolate orbs of his that were surrounded by those sexy, dark rimmed spectacles, like no other person has ever done before. I became mute at times. Breathless. A bumbling idiot whose years of high-level education looked like it could’ve all been a farce for the way I stood in front of him, unable to form a sentence properly.
I couldn’t help it but one moment Xander’s taking care of me and cleaning me up after he thoroughly fucked me and the next second, I had blissfully fallen asleep with the hazed memory of Xander saying he’d be right back. I think I would’ve attempted to say something to him if my relaxed state hadn’t forced me to drift off into a calming slumber but then my words were all confused and distorted in my head.
“Kitten…” he calmly started.
I groaned as I rolled over and opened my eyes slowly, looking through the small slits at Xander’s sexy mouth and moving up to his eyes. “Let me in.”
I took in the way I was laid spread out across the bed and chuckled, throwing back the sheets and scooting across, not missing the growled response that left Xander’s mouth.
“Fuck Charlotte… I thought I’d gotten my cock under control but I don’t think I ever can when you display yourself so raw like that to me. I’m fucking obsessed.” Xander pulled me back until I was tight against his front, with his hard length massaging my ass, making me moan. “See what I mean?”
“Mmmhmm.” I uttered as I turned in his arms and kissed him gently. “I really do.”
“Well how should I rectify—” Xander began as his cell began to light up and flash next to him with a loud tone. “For fuck sake, if this is Barrett I’m going to make him have all the shitty jobs for the next month.”
“The quicker you answer the quicker we can get back to where we were,” I uttered, sliding my hand down Xander’s body and gripping his rock-hard cock in my hand, pumping it back and forth as I raised my brow. “That’s if you want…”
“Fuck… Hutton here. This had better be important.” He placed the call on the loudspeaker the moment his face changed at the recognition of the voice on the other side. Travis. Fuck. Xander’s cock instantly deflated in my grasp. It was like we both knew that he wouldn’t have called him unless he had to. I just wished he would have picked a better time.
“I hate to disturb you at this hour but this couldn’t wait,” he began as I clocked the time. Four am. “I had to let you know…”
“Out with it,” Xander snapped, “I’ve a few hours before I’m meant to be at the studios yet. What could’ve possibly happened in a few hours? Barrett did call and tell you I found Charlotte, didn’t he?”
I trembled at the touch of Xander’s fingers as they trailed along the curve of my breasts. I tried to suppress a giggle from my mouth at his touch before I quickly covered it with my hand.
“He did. Charlotte’s the reason I’m calling actually.” We both sat up quickly as our gazes widened and I reached for Xander’s hand, gripping it tightly. “I turned up at the studio to start my preparation for my first filming team and there it was.”
“What was there, Travis?” he sternly asked.
“Another note,” Travis uttered quietly down the line. “I didn’t want to worry Charlotte so I called you immediately. It was left in the car park with twenty-eight bouquets of daisies in Charlotte’s designated space.”
“A little too late for that—” I replied. I heard the gasp from Travis and the sudden realization that he now knew that the pair of us had spent the night together. “We’ll be at the studios in an hour together.”
“Together?” Travis replied in a stunned tone, like he couldn’t accept the possibility that we were telling the truth. Was he that blinded by the situation or just shocked?
“Yes, together. I’m not leaving Charlotte’s bed or house without her by my side. We’ll talk when we arrive.”
“We certainly will,” Travis replied as he disconnected the call before either Xander or I could. I felt the heavy arm of Xander lean across me, capturing my waist against his side.
“I think we were preoccupied before that call. Travis can wait. Nothing about it will change until we get there. I’m certain.” Xander placed his mouth against the corner of mine and started to pepper small kisses down the length of my jaw, continuing down my neckline. “Especially as Travis will have an opinion about the pair of us.”
“Won’t everybody?” I questioned.
Xander slid down my body and took one of my pert nipples in his mouth. He alternated the movements of his tongue by licking and then gently pulling the sensitive bud between his teeth, making me whimper and moan. I craved his touch the moment he stopped and leant up, gazing into my eyes.
“I’d be worried if they didn’t. Now fuck, let me get my fill before I get cock-blocked by that twat again. The note will be still there in thirty minutes or sixty.” Xander growled at me, then licked his lips.
“That’s true. Fuck all my worries away, sexy,” I purred, feeling the beat of my heart race away in my chest.
“Absolutely kitten. Absolutely.”