Xavier FINAL (Men of Steel #4) (22 page)

Moonbeams to warm you, good luck to charm you.

A protective angel so nothing can harm you.

Friends and family near you, laughter to cheer you.

When you pray to the Lord, Heaven will always hear you.

I drifted off to sleep.

~

Bang Bang Bang
!

“Come on Irish open the door.”

I opened my eyes and rolled to my side. As if dreams of him aren’t bad enough I was
hearing his voice.

Bang Bang Bang!

“Don’t make me bust down the damn door. Come on Babe please.”

Bang Bang Bang!

I sat up and looked at the clock; it was four in the morning.

Bang Bang Bang!

I jumped up and looked through the peep hole.

Xavier.

“Sorry Ma’am, I lost my key.” He smiled to someone off to the right of him.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?”

“Sorry I forget my watch. What time is it?” He smiled even bigger.

“Why don’t you stop by the front desk?”

“I really just want to get some sleep, she’ll wake up. She sleeps like a log. Didn’t
even hear her phone.” He winked.

Filthy Flirt!

“Why don’t you come in my room and give her a call, maybe she’ll hear the room phone.”

Bitch!

“Let me try one more time.”

Bang Bang Bang!

“If she doesn’t hear the room phone you can always crash in here until morning. I
know it’s hard--.”

I flung the door opened.

“Thanks for all your help.” Xavier winked again.

He walked towards me and I didn’t move. He grabbed me and picked me up and walked
in and kicked the door shut.

“Put me down!” I hissed at him.

He set me on my feet. His arms wrapped around me so tightly it almost hurt. I tried
to push him away and he held tighter. His lips were planted on my head and his body
trembled. When I finally stopped trying to push him away a soft, slow, growl vibrated
in his chest.

I hated that I was not only allowing this, but his body was so comfortable, and his
arms felt like they were holding not only me but him together.

I finally allowed myself to breathe and when I took in a breath I could smell what
I assumed was her on him.

I stepped away from him and he allowed it. He grabbed both my hands and looked me
up and down. The hunger in his eyes would have normally made me melt immediately but
not when all I could smell was her.

“I can’t do this with you. You’re not good for me Xavier.”
I won’t cry, I won’t cry
. I had to repeat it in my head over and over again like I had my prayer.

He looked at me with a blank expression. He didn’t say a word. Neither did I.

His ran his hands through his hair and shook his head. He was about ready to end the
silence when his phone rang.

“Xavier.” He answered. “Yes I’m with her now.” He turned his back to me. “She’s fine.”
There was a pause. “Thanks man, you just make sure that fuck stays in Boston and I’ll
make sure she’s kept.”

Kept? Did he just say kept!

“Let your Mom know I won’t let anything happen to her and this could be nothing but--,
I said I got it. I’ve had it for a while now. She stays here. I can assure you she’ll
agree with whatever it is I say.” He stopped. “Think what you want but she’s an adult.”
Again a pause as he listened to who down deep I knew was one of my brothers. “Here’s
the deal Patrick, you fucking come down here she’s not leaving. I can guarantee that
and if you wanna sit on your white fucking collar bullshit high horse judging me maybe
you should ask yourself why the fuck you didn’t know what shit your sister’s ex was
into. Now she and I will deal with it. Peace.”

He ended the call and turned and looked at me.

“Was that my brother?”

“Two of them actually.”

“You can’t talk to them like that!”

His jaw dropped and then snapped shut. He was angry.

“I want you to leave, you smell like her. I --.”

I stopped when he pulled his shirt over his head and wadded it up in a ball and chucked
it against the wall. He reached for me and I tried to move away. He was too quick.
Again he held me against him.

“Who do I smell like now?” He growled.

I didn’t answer.

Chapter 19

Good Morning - X

I was so pissed that she was acting like this. But damn if I could walk away. I couldn’t
even fucking let go of her.

“I didn’t do a damn thing with her Taelyn. I--.”

“You left me in there with him! You were outside in your vehicle all over her,” she
pushed against my chest. “Let go of me now damn you.”

“You want me to let go? Sit your ass down and fucking listen to me. I won’t leave
so you may as well get comfortable.”

“Then I will. Enjoy the neighbor,” she hissed and walked towards the door.

“Irish, you’re in a robe.”

“Stop calling me that. Stop talking to me. Stop stalking me!” I laughed and she snapped
her head up. “Fuck you!”

“Keep getting pissed Irish and that’s exactly what you’ll be getting.”

She growled at me and grabbed my shirt and threw it at me. “Put it on and go fuck
your buddy next door.”

“You need to chill. If I wanted to fuck someone else I would be doing just that. But
your little ass has me hopping all over the fucking place trying to find you.”

“Why bother?” She mumbled as she walked into the bathroom.

So I’m all man and I knew damn well as soon as she went in there she’d be throwing
on clothes and that shit was mine tonight. I was hyped up and she was not gonna be
crying and snuggling tonight, she was gonna be screaming and moaning.

I walked in and she was pulling her jeans on. Her robe was open and I reached out
to grab her.

“Did you drive here?” She slapped my hand away.

“No. Apparently your car was free.”

“Good, use it.”

“I am gonna throw your ass over my shoulder and toss you on the bed. Rip those fucking
pants in two and--.”

She leaned against the wall and closed her robe. “I’m tired. I’m miserable. I have
no clue what the hell is going on.”

She slid down to the floor and hugged her knees.

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why were you arguing with my brothers?”

“You done being a pain in the ass and ready to chat now?”

“I don’t know what I’m ready for. I just know until I met you, life was normal.”

I reached down and grabbed her hands and pulled her up.

“Normal is boring.”

She let out an exaggerated sigh. “I want normal right now.”

“Good cause I’m tired and I’m pretty sure I can do you normal.”

“I’m not having sex with you,” she yawned.

I laughed. “Lie to your parents, not to me.” She stopped and I tugged on her hand.
“Come on, you know damn well I didn’t do shit. If I did I wouldn’t be here.”

“Xavier.” She stopped.

“What is it?”

“Why did you call my brothers?”

“To find out if they had some way to get a hold of you.”

“Why would you do that?”

“You turned off the phone so I couldn’t.”
Oh shit
, I thought stopping mid-sentence.

“What does my phone have to; you’re tracking my phone!”

“Can you sit down for a minute?”

“I don’t even know what to say to you right now.” She was angry. The way her eyes
narrowed and her lips pursed together should have scared me but it didn’t. I liked
the feisty in my Irish girl.

“Don’t say anything, just sit and listen.”

“No.”

“Why?” I wanted to laugh.

“Because fuck you, that’s why!” She laid on the bed and covered herself.

“Maybe you should shed the pants Babe.”

“Maybe you should pick up that chair and slam yourself in the face with it so I don’t
have to.”

“Fuck Irish keep saying shit like that to me. It makes me hard.” I crawled under the
covers behind her and wrapped my arms around her so she couldn’t struggle.

“You’re narcissistic. Always thinking about that thing between your legs.”

“I’m narcissistic?”

“Which means you’re an asshole. Do you understand that?”

“Thanks for clearing that up for me. Did you learn that in your thirty thousand dollar
a year psych one-o-one class?”

She giggled and then covered her mouth.

“Come on Babe give me some more.” I kissed the back of her head.

“Don’t mess with me Xavier, I have three brothers and a black belt in come backs,
and that was free.”

I laughed, “Damn Irish, every time you get nasty I get harder and harder. Can you
feel the enormous hard on pushing against your back?”

“No but I feel a lump that could possibly be considered an average sized--.”

I rolled her over on her back and pounced on her. “Average my ass.” I pushed against
her.

She smiled and then she must have remembered she was mad because her smile turned
upside down.

“Five minutes that’s all I ask.”

“Fine.”

“Okay, first of all you know my cock’s not average right?”

“Oh. My. God.”

“That’s what I thought,” I kissed her nose.

She closed her eyes and shook her head.

“You were right--.”

“Remember that,” she tried not to smile when she said that.

“Angel does work at a bank. Her parents seem to be going through some financial shit.”

“Great detective work.”

“If you don’t shut it off for five minutes I’m not gonna give you a treat after you
apologize for acting all crazy.”

“Says the lunatic stalker who has me pinned to the bed with his tiny manhood.”

“She and your ex have been doing blow together for a couple years now. He supplies
it. She does it and then they--.”

“How can they afford it?”

“He’s a spoiled rich kid who snorts up his allowance and sucks off--.”

“The stupid girl who believed she was--.”

“You’re not a stupid girl. You trusted someone to protect your heart and -- damn I
sound like a bitch.”

“Why would you, never mind; I’m tired.”

“Nickie wouldn’t let anything happen to you. She was crying. Maybe I shouldn’t have
let her hug me. Said she was in love with him and she--.”

“You let me stand in there as he looked at me with contempt. He loved that you were
with Angel. He was reveling in the fact that I had been left by --.”

“I can assure you I dealt with him.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I told him you had upgraded and he better stay the fuck away. Then I punched him.”

“You need to learn how to control that temper.”

“Nah, it’s one of my best assets.”

“Just so you know my mother liked you. After the way you talked to her sons--.”

“She’ll love me.”

“I’m exhausted. You and this thing we’re doing, is exhausting.”

“It’s us. Now say you’re sorry.”

“Fat chance.” She huffed.

“Fine, at least tell me you know I’m not like him.”

She laughed out loud. “No you’re nothing like him. You have sex with…how many people
have you had sex with?”

Shit
, “I’ve never cheated on anyone.”

“You won’t give me a number?”

“Giving you a number would mean I would actually have to know how many women have
been lucky enough to have my dick.”

“What’s the problem, you can’t count that high?”

“Even your Harvard bitch couldn’t count that high.” Her lips turned into a line again.
“Sorry.”

“Me too.”

“Yeah?”

She nodded. I felt the weight of the world lift off my shoulders and I closed my eyes
and ran my nose against hers.

“I have a really long day tomorrow.” She whispered.

“Moving day.”

“Classes.”

I rolled off her and onto my back. I took her hand and kissed it. Then shoved it under
the covers holding it against the crotch of my pants.

I looked over at her and her eyes met mine briefly and then she looked down.

I pulled our hands up and held them to her mouth. “Kiss it.”

“Why?”

“Please.”

She did and then I shoved them back under the blankets and against my dick. “See buddy,
she still likes you. But Irish is a morning girl. Nights are too rough for her.”

She smirked and her eyes grew heavier.

I wasn’t getting any tonight. “Goodnight Taelyn.”

“Night,” she whispered.

I got up to lose the pants and take a piss. When I came out she was curled around
the pillow I had been using. I was careful not to wake her but I’d be damned if she
was hugging on something else.

Once situated she curled up against me in her sleep. I swear to God she whispered
my name and that shit was nice.

“Goodnight Irish.” I kissed her head and fell asleep.

~

Holy fuck!

I didn’t say a fucking thing, there was no way I was gonna fuck this up. But I did
glance down.

My stomach was under a mass of auburn waves and my dick was in her mouth.

Her tongue licked around my head and I grabbed the sheets trying to hold myself back
because I wanted her hair fisted in my hands. I looked down again and she saw me.

“Fucking beautiful.”

She winked at me and then real slowly she went down. My cock hit the back of her throat
and she sucked so fucking hard I was sure I was gonna blow it right there. I didn’t
want to; I wanted that feeling to last for-fucking- ever. She moved up and down faster,
sucking harder and came back up. She gave special attention to my tip and then swirled
her tongue around again as she climbed over my leg so she was between my legs.

She laid down and pumped my throbbing cock with one hand while cupping my sac with
the other. She gave them a tug and then grabbed the prince with her teeth and pulled
as she rubbed her lower lip across my head.

“Son of a--.” Her lower lip left me momentarily and then her tongue ran all the fuck
over my sac. “Taelyn. Oh Babe, you need to--.”

Her mouth, her fucking mouth, was so hot and wet and surrounding my balls. Her tongue
was licking every fucking inch of them, her hand still pumping me.