“I like you too. Is that better?”
“No Taelyn, girls like me, that’s nothing new. But this thing.” He stopped and groaned. “Fuck I don’t know. You didn’t throw yourself at me.” He stopped and paced back and forth and I was laughing inside. “When I found out my mom hired you, I was pissed. I saw your picture and I knew she was trying to put some sort of cock block on me.”
“You think your mother would try to cock block you?” I laughed out loud this time.
He looked at me with the most serious expression I had ever seen on his face. “You don’t know Josephina Steel.”
I stopped laughing immediately. “She’s gonna hate me.” His expression changed. His lip started to curl up in a smirk. “It’s not funny.”
He laughed, “Why do you care what she thinks about you?”
I didn’t know how to answer him without admitting I had feelings for him. “I don’t know.” I turned so I wasn’t looking at him.
“You care what Momma Joe thinks?” He laughed again.
“I suppose I do. She’s my boss right? I’m fucking my -- whatever you are and her son.” My voice squeaked and I started getting anxious. “She’s gonna fire me before I even get a paycheck Xavier.”
“Oh shit, I have your paycheck from Friday. I must have forgotten it. So that’s not gonna happen Irish.” He was still laughing.
“Listen you smug--.”
“No this is perfect. So I was thinking, if you don’t keep banging me I could tell my Momma that you seduced me and are forcing me to eat your pussy or you’ll--.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Just to see you blush, I absolutely would.”
“Why do you like me to blush and be uncomfortable?”
“Because it makes my dick hard.”
“That’s sick.” I tried to walk past him just so he wouldn’t see me blush.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me hard up against him. “It’s the truth Irish.”
He lifted my leg and bent slightly so his erection was pushing against my pajama pants. I tried to pull away and he rubbed against me again.
“You are so--.”
“Hard,” his mouth covered mine and the taste of coffee and cinnamon mixed. That mixed with his clean masculine smell and the fact that I was already wet from just looking at him made me cave.
His tongue rubbed against mine and all I could think about was how much I loved to kiss Xavier Steel. God he was so good at this. So good at everything. He tried to pull away and I grabbed his face.
“Mmm,” he said as I licked his tongue.
His hands cupped my ass and he lifted me up. I held his neck with one hand and pushed his shorts down with the other.
“Fuck Irish.” He hissed when I bit his lower lip and wiggled down so that I was standing. I pushed my pants down and grabbed his neck and jumped up.
He caught my ass and laughed, “You need something babe?”
“Your -- thing. Now.”
He smiled and pushed against me, “This?”
“Yes,” I leaned in to kiss him and he leaned back.
“You’re so fucking hot do you know that?”
“I do now. Thanks. Now would you?”
“Would I what?”
He was trying to embarrass me.
I reached between us and grabbed his dick and rubbed it against myself.
“Damn.” He groaned. “You want my cock just say so.”
“No need, I got it.”
He laughed and leaned in to kiss me. This time I pulled back and laughed to myself. He pushed just inside me. That hot steel nudged my G spot and I leaned forward and bit his shoulder to stop the sound of my screams.
“Oh you just fucked up Irish,” he groaned. “You squeeze there and I will fuck you into oblivion. You bite it, you bypass that shit and I fuck you stupid. Hang on.”