Not Tonight, Not Later, And Not An Hour. Now, Xandry
XANDRY
Something was wrong with Blaine. Everything around here was pleasant—from the music to the booze. Even the people were warm—tipping their heads to acknowledge my presence. Her friends were enthusiastic and witty, but Blaine seemed distant and restrained.
Riley joined us later, and damn if this wasn’t a fun night—a good way of forgetting Dad’s anger for a while. Thankfully, he didn’t shower me with calls and messages like he used to do. I guessed he finally accepted my decisions. Or he was planning something.
“You okay, sweetheart?” I asked her for the umpteenth time because she was still tense. And all I could think of a reason was the people would gossip about seeing her with a man for the first time.
I didn’t know how to crack her open. Blamed it on my-fucking-self for being so ignorant about dealing with relationship troubles. But we are not in trouble, are we?
“I’m good, just a little tipsy, I think.” She looked outside the window of her car. Again.
“I already have a remedy for that. Are you sure you don’t wanna pick up Ben before we head home?” I was a little relieved that Ben was sleeping at his granny. Call me a selfish bastard. I don’t give a shit.
Why bother picking him up when he was safe and comfortable in bed? Now, I got a chance to be with Blaine alone for the night.
“Sleep is all I need, Xandry. We’ll pick up Ben in the morning. He’ll get grumpy if he doesn’t get enough sleep.”
“So, you’ll sleep as soon as we get home, huh?” I teased, and her lips slightly curved up but remained wordless. “Okay, then, I’m kind of tired too. It’s been a long day, right?
“Yeah, definitely a long day,” she agreed, mumbling.
“Absolutely a long day.”
“Totally.”
“Completely.”
“Certainly.” She hopped out of the car as soon as I parked in front of her home.
The silver crescent moon was shining brightly upon us, making Blaine look gorgeous as ever, and I didn’t think I could sleep peacefully now that I had a chance to do the things that had been clouding my brain these past weeks.
I was already at her back before she could unlock the door of her home. “Whatever is bothering you right now, you know I’m always here to sort things with you, Blaine. We’re on this together, so your problem is mine, too.” I held her arms, and she turned around and faced me.
I cupped her head and gave her a soft and slow kiss, and she sighed in our mouth. Her lips were velvety soft and the taste of her cherry lip gloss and the beer she drunk flooded my tongue.
“Are you sure you wanna sleep right away?” she murmured softly against my lips, a hint of regret coated her voice.
Breaking the kiss, I looked at her with a smirk. “Am I nuts?” Then I slammed my lips into hers, kissing her brutally and savagely. My tongue dove into her mouth, tasting her, claiming her, devouring her while my hand was between her thighs, and she was already soaking wet against her panties. She moaned as soon as my fingers delved inside her, unmoving.
“Blaine, we need to get inside or you might wanna make your dark fantasy comes true.” I pulled out my hand and tasted her. “Never been sweeter.” My voice thickened with lust.
She laughed lustfully, eyes were glassy and dreamy. “I don’t have a sexual fantasy but you might wanna fuck me here against the door.”
“You’re drunk, Blaine.” My stomach churned. No matter how much I wanted to fuck her but she was drunk.
“I’m not, X—”
“Like X-tremely hot, X-tra large, X-traordinarily gorgeous, triple X mind?”
She barked into laughter. “I’ll kill them.”
“So, am I really those, Blaine?” I closed the door behind her and pressed her against it. My cock was already painfully hard, straining against my pants, grinding on her.
“You missed, well-Xperienced in bed, X-tamina as a horse, se-X-y as hell.” She bit her lip seductively, and fuck me if it didn’t make my cock jerk and heart hammer in my chest. My body was buzzing and my brain barely functioned with so many lustful thoughts.
“What else I am to you, sweetheart?” I kissed her lips softly, to her jaw, to her neck, and she let out breathy moans.
“Oh, um… oh god, that feels good,” she murmured as I continued kissing her neck, nibbling her earlobe, and letting out a hot breath, and she shivered.
I pulled her dress off of her head, leaving her only a white lacy bra and tiny lacy panties.
“Gorgeous, you always take my breath away. What else, Blaine?”
“Um, I can’t concentrate. Can you ask me later? A-after you fuck me thoroughly.”
“Such a dirty mouth,” I grumbled and kissed her mouth because fuck me if it didn’t turn me on. My cock ached, urging me to be buried deep in her pussy.
“I still remember what you said, actually promised me right in this house, now ready to fulfill that promise, Alexander Henry?” Her brow cocked in a challenge.
“Always ready for you, Blaine.”
***
“Xandry, your phone,” Blaine murmured lazily against my chest. Her warm breath caressed my skin.
I’ve never been drained and almost passed out after my third orgasm, and Blaine on her six. I pressed her against her door, ate, and fucked hard as she wanted. Two orgasms for her and one for me. On her hardest sofa ever made as she rode me to fucking euphoria—another 2:1. And last on her bed where I made love to her slowly until we both reached nirvana.
I’ve never been a cuddling person. On our first night at the yacht, I wasn’t able to cuddle her because her family was there and as much as I wanted to eat her more, I respected them. Before they were done with relaxing sessions we were already back to the deck. Like nothing ever happened.
Now, Blaine was in my arms—her delicate fingers gently stroking my chest, hair tickling my face, legs tangled with mine, and her bare pussy warmly pressed against my thigh. My chin tingled and maybe with a little bruise as she bit it last night— her new favorite part of my body. This is so sexy, Xandry, sexier than your abs—it was the best feeling and made me never want to get up and just lazily rolled with her in her bed all day long.
On the floor, my phone buzzed again. I regretted bringing it up before we had the wine and made love. I fucking hate phones—that’s for sure.
“That could be Saph, Xandry.” She playfully traced her fingers down to my abs, making my cock instantly stiff with anticipation.
“If you won’t stop, I will completely ignore that call.” I looked down at her, and her smile was brighter than the sunshine streaming through the window.
If I wasn’t so tired I could curse the sun for shining right into the room because that was what woke me up early. We both forgot about a damn window because last night we were busy with something else—pleasuring ourselves rather than thinking about drawing a damn curtain. It didn’t matter anyway.
“Get up, lazy ass,” she giggled.
“You made me lazy when your naked gorgeous body is pressed against me.” I sighed, dragging myself out of the bed as soon as Blaine released me.
It was only seven in the morning.
“What time should we pick up Ben?” I stood up, turning around, and I caught Blaine gawking at my half-mast cock with interest. “Naughty little thing in the morning, Sweetheart?”
“Um, wear something, Xandry.” She met my gaze, grinning with a shade of pink-tinged on her cheeks. “Nine o’clock.”
“So, you heard me?” I grinned back.
“Yeah, my brain was not fucked to oblivion, but I’m sore, Xandry.”
I barked into a hysterical laugh because hearing my woman talked dirty was hot as fuck, but as much as I loved her talking filthy I better not encourage her as she might blurt out on Ben.
I picked up my phone. The missed calls were from Dad and Mom. Suddenly, my stomach twisted sickly. My mind went through bad things to the fact that not a single call from Saph made me worry like hell.
“I’ll make some call, Sweetheart.” I met Blaine’s worried look, and I had to swallow the thickness forming in my throat. Blaine just nodded glumly with understanding, but I could feel the sudden uneasiness crawling under her skin.
I dialed Dad after wearing the jeans I found on the living room’s floor. “Now, it’s time you call.” I didn’t miss a bit of his sarcasm.
“Good morning, Dad. Too early for you to call up. What’s with the urgency?” I squeezed my eyes shut, preparing for his outburst.
“Get the hell in here in an instant if you don’t want me to bring you back here by myself.” I could feel the vibration of anger in his voice.
“I’ll be there tonight,” I answered coolly.
“Not tonight, not later, and not an hour. Now, Xandry!”
I flinched at his voice and blurted, “I-is Saph okay?”
“Your sister is fine, Alexander Henry. It’s your damn problem the reason you need to be here!”
I tossed my phone on the sofa and nothing I could do than raked my fingers through my hair, scratching my scalp with irritation. My teeth clenched tight, and I didn’t care if they crack. There was nothing I could possibly think of at this point other than Dad was trying to make my life fall apart.
“Seems the call was not good news.” Blaine’s arms snaked around my waist, kissing my bareback, and I squeezed my eyes shut to embrace the feelings of her warm skin on me. Her touch was all I ever wanted at this moment.
“Yeah, I can’t think of anything I did wrong, Blaine, but I had to go back to see what’s going on.” I felt her sighed deeply—not in relief but from the disappointment of me leaving earlier than the plan.
Facing her, I wrapped my arms around her tightly, burying my face at the crook of her neck, and inhaled her smell deeply into my system because in less than two hours I would be miles away from her again.
“I promise I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
***
Seeing Blaine didn’t say much when she sent me back to the airport made me cranky. My old man got to be sure this matter that we were going to discuss was important than life and death because I will go AWOL for a month to make up for Blaine for the sadness I’ve caused by leaving early.
Fuck. I’m a pussy-whipped.
With furrowed brows, I strode inside our home. I received Dad’s text earlier to meet him in his main office. I breathed deeply and thought of Blaine instead of what might be the topic he wanted to discuss.
Without knocking, I pushed the double-door open with full force and it almost knocked me off the ground when I saw who was sitting across from Mom.