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“Mmm… let me think.” Charlotte flicked her eyelashes and gave me a sultry pout from those rosebud lips of hers, making my cock grow instantly hard as it strained against the seam of my pants. If I ever thought I needed a dose of Viagra due to my obsession of constantly needing to be fucking her hard, it would be deemed useless by the time I’d picked the packet up. I could throw it away to the bottom of the trash can because my woman was all the material I needed to get myself as hard as steel and ready to pound that tight pussy of hers all night long. I was a superhero with a cock that was ready for action at any moment. “We have time. I’m sure you can get the guys to try and divert her attention away from us for a little while, too.”

“Fuck! Hell yes. Done because Charlotte, I’m planning to fill that pussy of yours multiple times and remain there for as long as I possibly can.” I didn’t hesitate in sending a message to Barrett to placate Cassandra before diverting my attention straight back to Charlotte and taking in every inch of her. “Why is this journey taking so damn long?”

“I don’t know.” Charlotte breathed heavily as she licked her lips. Fuck, this woman was too much with her provocative glances. I bet her pussy was so wet and ready for my cock to slide into her. I banged on the shielded partition and lowered it down an inch. I didn’t want this fucker seeing how damn hot my woman looked this flustered and horny. That was for my eyes and mine alone. “How much longer? I could drive us there quicker if we were in the midst of rush hour. It’s like you’re a rookie and still learning how to handle a damn shift stick!”

“Sorry sir, I’ll pick up the pace,” the driver stated as the car immediately zoomed down the road at a faster pace, winding between the other cars on the road. “I just wanted to be cautious…”

“You can be cautious and drive fast at the same time. I think Memphis may need to give you a lesson or two around the track. What if this was a code red?” I snapped out as the car took the turning to Charlotte’s house.

“Then I’d be shitting myself!” he whispered under his breath but I didn’t miss a word he spoke. “I—”

“Save it. Memphis will contact you later,” I bellowed as the car came to a standstill. I moved back to Charlotte and placed my finger over her lips. “See if you can check the surroundings are clear without causing any more issues, will you? Then you have one job…”

“What’s that?” the driver asked, gazing at me in the mirror as I lowered the divider fully down so he could take in my scowling features. “I…”

“Fuck off. Stay at the bottom of the drive and let me know of any movements or people who may try to access the property.”

“But…” he began as I gave him a pointed stare, stopping the words from leaving his mouth immediately.

“My rules. Now go,” I snapped as the door opened and he slid out, doing exactly as I demanded.

“Thank fuck he’s gone. Now then kitten, you have a few moments to breathe freely because after that, you’re mine and I’m ready to make sure that each gasped breath you take whilst I make you mine again is so desperate and rapid that you’re craving it as your body soars high in the sky—all because of me.”

“Fuck, how long does it take to secure the area?” Charlotte grabbed my cock and fluttered her eyelashes before letting out a mewl. “Because damn, soaring high sounds like heaven. As long as I can throw away the plastic model and use this.”

ChapterSeventeen

Charlotte

If Xander thought he could manage to work me up to the highest extremes with his dirty mouth then he’d be absolutely right! I fucking loved his cocky, possessive behavior and I craved more of the foul language he spouted. The more he spoke the cruel terms of endearment, the wetter I became. I was a horny mess and I wasn’t afraid for him to know the effect he had on me. He shocked me today by allowing his perfect personality and business-like attitude to snap, all thanks to Stuart Castleford. I was unsure if I should thank the fucker for doing me a favor or scream at him for potentially causing chaos when everything was seeming to be moving at a steady pace. Bastards, they both were.

I couldn’t help but have my own fun in return. I was a needy bitch but I wanted Xander to be on the edge of exploding too, so I couldn’t help but mention the piece of plastic that was on top of my bed sheets that I used to help relieve my tension this morning prior to work. Xander was livid though; the fire in his eyes was molten and it shot straight to my core.

“I’ll destroy that plastic piece of shit the moment I get inside. Is that good enough for you?” he hissed just before the door opened and the driver announced that we were safe to enter. “Bedroom,” he demanded the moment we were out of earshot.

“Is there a magic word?” I taunted as I made it to the front door. I dangled the keys in my fingers as I twisted to face him with a smirk. I knew I was pushing Xander to the highest level to make him snap but I wanted that. I wanted to have him lose control and take comfort in my body, knowing that is where he belonged. Home. With me.

“Now.”

“Fuck!” I dropped my head low as I shakily opened the door. I felt the warmth of Xander’s fingers moving the hair away from my neck and his breath against my ear. “You have the most perfect way with words.”

“That’s right. Now stop teasing me before I smash that fucking door down.”

I felt my knees go weak at his words, knowing that Xander could and would break down the door. He certainly wasn’t someone to mix his words up about what he would do. I blew out a long breath and opened the door as Xander’s palm slammed it wide open. I moved my body into the open hall, feeling his towering form behind me.

“I’ll give you a thirty second head start, kitten. Run and get ready for me because if I catch you still dressed in this...” He spun me around and trailed his fingers down the length of my body before settling and grasping the material of my dress at my waist. “I’ll be ripping this off and using it as a washcloth to clean our bodies after I paint your body in my cum.”

“Can I not lick it all up first?” I giggled as I turned and inched the side of my dress down. “I bet that would be delicious.”

“Charlotte,” he warned as I waggled my finger at him. “Thirty seconds. Set the timer.” His tone was darkened with lust and fire and it set the hairs on my skin alight. I knew I was in for a wild time the moment Xander actually caught hold of me and I couldn’t fucking wait for it.

I slowly slipped my arms out of my dress and allowed the garment to pool in a puddle by my feet before I stepped out of it, keeping my heels on. I could feel Xander’s gaze glaring at me as the tight midnight blue thong I’d been indecisive of wearing this morning nestled perfectly, highlighting my ass cheeks for his view. The matching bra I wore also pushed my breasts up, giving them a fuller look. I peeked over my shoulder and winked at him before I swung my hips and made my way up each step knowing that I was being trouble with a capital T.

“Kitten…” I ignored the low growl that left Xander’s mouth and I hoped that our counting was in sync and that I’d hear the pounding of his footsteps following behind me in 3, 2, 1.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

I entered my bedroom and as I flicked my eyes to the plastic pink toy that was still lying on the bed, I didn’t even dare to move it. I wanted his rage. I wanted the real deal forever. Not a cheap substitute that had no emotion.


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