Chapter 62

Angela

Xavier tastes like coffee; like an addictive coffee that you can’t get enough of. That crazy addiction that makes you want more.

My hands circled his neck, pulling him closer to me, wanting to feel more of him. Our tongues fought for dominance, sucking, tugging, and licking. I bit his lips which tore a sexual growl from him. The familiar taste of metallic filled my tongue, no doubt filling Xavier’s too.

I moaned deep in my throat.

Xavier’s hand left my waist and crawled up to my chest. He grabbed my left breast and fumbled, making me writhe. My thin blouse felt like a restriction to Xavier which made him remove his hand. I hissed with disapproval, already missing the sensation his hand created.

Understanding my need, Xavier placed his hand on my exposed thigh once more. With his lips still attacking mine, his hand slowly disappeared into the fabric of my mini gown. His hot palm brushed my thigh as it crept higher.

The slightest touch of my lace undies made me snap my legs toget