Xavier FINAL(44)
“Was this better or worse?”
“Better.”
“Yeah?”
“I’m gonna grab something to eat. I’ll bring you something.”
“What, I wasn’t enough?” She giggled.
I stood and grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed. Damn I liked dragging her around.
Her eyes widened, she actually looked a bit scared. I leaned over and kissed her belly, stuck my tongue in her belly button. “I wanna pierce that.”
She laughed a lazy little laugh.
“Ice cream in bed?”
“Sure.”
James had done well. I simply told him to pick up a bunch of shit chicks eat when they’re emotional. He got tissues, ice cream, chocolate, potato chips, diet soda, regular soda, and my requested item, a new phone.
I walked back up the stairs with a back of chips, two sodas’ under my arm, one diet one regular, and a big ass bowl of Häagen-Dazs caramel cone ice cream. When I walked in she was coming out of the bathroom.
She had apparently taken a quick shower because her hair was twisted up in a towel and she had on pajamas. When I say pajamas, I mean pajamas. Flannel thick ass pajamas, the kind your dad would wear pajamas. And she was brushing her teeth in front of me.
Old Xavier would have dropped everything and ran the fuck out of the room. But old Xavier wouldn’t be looking at Taelyn Patrick thinking of his dick replacing the tooth brush. New Xavier was chubbing up and apart from the fact that she was wearing way to many clothes, she was still sexy as hell.
“Nice pajamas,” I said as I put the soda and ice cream on the bed.
“You like?” She turned in a circle showing off the goods.
“I like mine better.” Yes, I was still completely naked and planned to stay that way.
“Yes I heard the Emperor’s new clothes look is in right now.”
“Your fashion consultant and mine should have a chat.” I squatted down and plugged in the phone charger behind the night stand on her side of the bed. Yes, I said her side.
I looked up and she was staring at my ass. When she noticed I was looking she turned around and walked back in the bathroom.
I plugged the phone into the charger and followed her so I could see if she was turning pink. She was. I laughed and pulled the towel off her head.
“It’s still wet.”
“Wets my favorite texture.”
She spit the toothpaste out and some of it had dribbled on her chin.
“And that is my favorite look on you.” I pointed to the mirror and she wiped her chin off. “Come on, the ice cream is melting.”
I waited for her to walk out and followed her. She handed me the bowl so that it wouldn’t tip and then climbed into bed. I reached up and pulled down her pants.
“What are you doing?”
“Office rules, no pants in bed.”
She smiled and wiggled her hips helping me free her from the flannel. She climbed up the bed and under the covers.
“If you were mine, you would feed me ice cream in bed.” She gave a demanding little look.
“If you were mine, you’d lose the shirt and let me eat it off your tits.” I sat on the opposite side of the bed and held up the spoon.
She opened her mouth and I gave it to her, “Mmm. Good.”
I leaned over and licked her lips. “Mmm good.”
“More,” she opened her mouth for another bite and I fed it to her.
This time she leaned over to me and licked my lips. “Delicious.”
“It’s Saturday. Saturday Night Live is on.”
“Really, you wanna watch TV?”
She opened her mouth again and I gave her more.
“You like?”
She licked her lips and nodded.
“Shirt. Off.” She rolled her eyes. “Please.”
She started to unbutton the shirt and it was like I was seeing her tits for the first time all over again.