Xavier FINAL(74)
“I’m comfortable.”
“Yeah you are. Can we get out of here?”
“No, we have to have him.”
“We do, do we?”
“He’s great, Xavier.”
“He wants to--.”
“He doesn’t get to. And those two over there don’t get to have you either.”
“No they don’t.”
“I’ve got you by the balls.”
“You better be real gentle with those things.”
“Says the man who has his penis pierced.”
I laughed, “Okay fine, you can tug ‘em a little. Only because you’re hot.”
“You want me to tug your balls?”
“I want to shove them in your mouth.”
She laughed out loud and I had to kiss her.
I pulled back and she was still grinning.
“This is our song Irish.”
“We have a song?”
“We do. Listen to the Lyrics.”
“I thought our song was Come Along.”
“No Babe that’s our fuck jam.”
“Wow we have two songs. Look at you Xavier Steel this is like way out of your comfort zone.”
“Like you said, you’re pretty comfortable.”
“You really don’t like kids?”
“Slow down there Irish.”
“I was just asking a question. Don’t you have a niece?”
“Little Bell isn’t like other kids. She’s cool.”
“I don’t want kids until I’m thirty. Too much to do first.”
“Like what?”
“Well apparently I have balls to tug and fun to have.”
“And multiple orgasms. Don’t forget those.”
“I couldn’t if I tried. I’m pretty sure your mouth is the only reason I’m still putting up with you.”
“Babe, you just made my cock jealous of my mouth.”
“I like that too.”
“What’s not to like, it’s fucking beautiful.”
She smirked. “I suppose I’ll allow you to be impressed with it.”
“Thanks, we’re pretty attached.”
She moved closer, wrapped her arms around my waist, and rested her head against my chest. I liked that feeling. A lot.
Chapter 18
Team
We walked off the dance floor hand in hand at the end of Memphis’s last set. I tried to let go when we got to the table and he held firmer. He sat down and pulled me down on his lap.
“Xavier, office hours.”
“My tongue was just fucking yours; I think we can call this after hours.”
“It’s not professional.”
“Irish let the proverbial bun loose.”
Memphis walked over and smirked at me, “You two work things out?”
“He’s drunk.”
“Cool.”
“You want in or not man?” Xavier pulled me back against him.
“You serious about this venture?” Memphis asked.
“He is,” I wiggled forward trying to pull out of his clutches.
Xavier wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled a card out of his pocket and threw it on the table. “If you’re interested call me or stop in Monday at around four. You ready to head home Babe?”
“You two work together and live together?” Memphis smiled. He had a great smile.
Xavier said yes and I said no.
“We move into our new place tomorrow,” Xavier answered.
“Does she know that?”
“What are you doing?” I whispered to him.