Resisting Xavier
etreating figure hiding her face with her h
ered noticing his firm ass whi
sharp jawline, long lashes, his abs which his white snugly fitted polo outline
, she was intrigued by his cold piercing blue eyes with no warmth or feelings, almost like his sou
ty boys that were safe in her books t
ing her run the other direction but it just intrigues her and lures her in,
t on impulse at the mall just for this sole purpose and for the fi
type of girl who would want to be intimate wit
, I hear
ord of her ex right back at her, as the images and memory of what
was her senior and had moved to California for his college education and had made
ege as him but she didn't get in instead her
ances and Lauren had promised to look after Jason
y had finally found a way to get her a job in California
icket, and what better way to break the news to Jason than surprising him with a visit and give up
ect reunion or so
e could still remember the smug, unre
cared about my happiness, I was more like your little maid, like an image in a hoodie no one notices while I had to bear all your smug remarks on not knowing t
uys but Lauren never liked any of them and she had not voiced out her interest in Jason she had
t he was sorry she had to find out like this, that he would have told her sooner but he didn't want to hurt
uren was the woman who ignites the desire In him
trusted the most but yet determined to prove to herself that she was anything but a prude and wha
mission as her eyes searched for her potential one nightstand. His towering height a
rm, jeans, and a white top which was two times smaller than her. She was way to
he dimly lit spot they were standing on, she could make o
'm not h
t and end up home feeling pathetic and more like a sore loser knowing that she couldn't score a guy who was remot
ery moral she had tried instilling in herself ever since she first went to Sunday school
and so what? The club was full
y groaning as Bianca one of the
red her a good enough lay since he wasn't particularly looking for a particular trait in women he
ingy or worst a stalker and that was one com
eman all the time while all he wanted to do was dismiss her since she wa
she obliged but not without turning
very detail of a very prim and proper wannabe
ng special." She starte
harply turning towards her irrit
nothing for him so he turned back to the woman who had managed to be in h
swayed her hips provocative
brought her hand down his crotch which was noticeably and painfully hard and it had nothing to do with the waitress
her side giving her the mean cold look tha
red and scu
lar someone who was currently
shocked him, the fact that he felt like staking a claim to a woman like an adolescent with raging hormones who just had his first girlfriend and
d anger, he couldn't explain he
ice low hoping that the guy had a brain in between his ears and cou
ng really stupid and unwise but recognizing him al
led aware of how heartless and ruthless the me
guy with the faked accent was gone, she
herself as he took her in his arms, wrapping his hands around her and
her ears, the huskiness in his rich baritone
ng hard to get not lon
athtaking under the dim lights
He whispered grinding against her so
urry dance moves brushing her breast against him making him e
rs?" He asked holding her hands trying to
spered biting her lower lips and palming his crotch while looking a
ly as he battled for anything to hold on to, a
ed with, he was anything but a gentleman in bed and she w
what to say as he tried to disengage himself from what appe
ead backward and
d he could see the pain and sorrow in her eyes, the dr
iced were my eyes
e he couldn't control anymore. Anger that she had even though she was
vour, lap on, and lick those sensitive nipples I could tell are already hardened pebbles underneath your clothes, to your ass I can imagine holding onto while I take you from behind while you are at all fours. I also noti
't running in the other direction, even more, shocked that his very much detailed expl
ncefloor imagining every scenario he had painted, he took a step towa