Chapter 62

“How do you feel?” Xavier asked Charlotte with a lazy smile on his face.

He was intoxicated by everything about her- her smile, her smell, how easily she caved under him when he kissed her.

Charlotte blushed and glanced away momentarily.

“Great,” she replied.

Xavier pursed his lips. He hated the way she was still not free around him. It always seemed like she was holding back, even on things that she clearly wanted. She had come into his room on her own and when he opened the door, he had seen the fire in her eyes and the way her nipples poked out of her nightdress and immediately knew what had brought her to his room.

Unfortunately, at the slightest distress, she had guarded herself up again and tried to leave. Xavier knew that if he left her alone for just a few seconds, she would rethink everything and immediately get up from his laps and run back into her room.

He was greatly to blame for it, though. Although he could blame her fear on all she had gone through in her marriag