Xavier FINAL(36)

     I walked up the stairs and found the room,

     I heard him on his phone whispering to James, I assume.

     I pulled down the covers and laid down.

     I could hear Xavier bounding up the stairs and I closed my eyes. I didn’t want to talk anymore I wanted to sleep, to cry…

     “You asleep?”

     “Yes.” I answered dryly.

     “Okay.”

     I heard him set the bags down and then heard him walk towards the bed.

     He let out a loud breath.

     I opened one eye and he looked around anxiously.

     “It’s okay that I sleep right?”

     “Of course.”

     “Are you gonna stand there hovering over me?”

     “Maybe.” He shrugged and gave me those concerned eyes again.

     “Are you waiting for an invitation?”

     “Probably.”

     I pulled the covers back, “Come on.”

     He pulled his shirt over his head, walked to the other side of the bed, and laid down. He huffed out another breath and I rolled to my back and looked at him.

     “I am so sorry. I wish there was something I could do. No one’s lived here for a while so there’s no ice or pain meds or…”

     I leaned up and kissed him as a thank you. Just a thank you.

     A sound escaped from his chest against my lips that made me not want to move away. He didn’t pull away either. His lips slowly moved across mine and lightly pressed on the spot that hurt the most. I felt his breath against my lips and then the tip of his tongue lightly caressing that same spot.

     He leaned over me and ran his hand up my neck until his fingers were threaded through my hair. He kissed me harder as he lowered my head to the pillow. Again his chest vibrated and I, not only heard it, but felt it.

     This wasn’t intended, but it was, God it was nice. The pressure of his lips lightened and I raised my hand to his shoulder. The connection between our lips was broken but his lips continued to give me feather light kisses across my sore cheek bone and then continued to my ear and down my neck.

     He moved back to my lips and gave me one last kiss before the connection was gone. I didn’t dare open my eyes. I wouldn’t know what to say. His hands caressed my cheek and face as he kissed my forehead.

     When I felt his hand leave my face and the bed shift I finally opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. I glanced over and he was doing the same. I quickly looked away so he wouldn’t see me. His arm reached across my body to grab my hand furthest from him. He pulled it gently so that I was in the same position I woke in this morning.

     His arm wrapped around behind me and he held me.

     “That was--.”

     “My dick is hard. I swear to God one more word I’m gonna come in my pants. Please, I am asking you as nice as I know how Irish, shut the fuck up and go to sleep.”

     I wasn’t sure how I would go to sleep. All I could think about was how good he tasted against my lips. How attentive he was. How it wasn’t just a kiss, his lips caressed my face. The sounds that came out of him I had never heard before. All I could think about was wanting more.

     “Xavier?”

     “You trying to make me crazy, it’s working.”

     “Thank you.”

     He placed a kiss on my head and rested his chin there.

     ~

     I woke and it was already getting dark. I could smell him. Xavier smelled of body wash and a light touch of cologne. Very clean, very sexy, and not overpowering.

     I sat up and stretched. I looked around wondering where he was. On the nightstand was a bottle of water and a couple ibuprofens. I took the pills and drank them down. The water was still cold so I knew he must be around.

     I got out of the most comfortable bed I had ever slept in and went into a bathroom bigger than the one at my family’s home. My duffle was sitting on the counter and I dug through it until I found a comb and a hair clip. I tried to make sense of my hair planning to just clip the sides up but there was no sense to be made. I twisted it into a mock French twist and clipped it up. Then I brushed my teeth.