Chapter 63

Charlotte bit her lip as Xavier massaged the back of her thighs, rubbing slowly but expertly and making her yearn for more.

It was getting harder to concentrate. Each time his fingers brushed against her butt, her breath hitched and her core tightened automatically. She desperately expected his hands to go up.

Xavier seemed oblivious to the dilemma she was facing. He simply massaged the places he promised to massage, not going anywhere explicit. She was completely naked under him, free for him to do anything, yet he maintained his position.

Charlotte twitched and eased down a little each time his hand ‘accidentally’ came so close to her dripping core. She wanted more, for his fingers to go in and relieve her of that undeniable ache within her, but she wasn’t brave enough to voice out her desires.

Maybe it was the pent up emotions for years, the wine, the aphrodisiac or simply the fact that she was reacting like any other woman who was in a room with a man as hot as Xavier would re