Oh no, this is spiraling out of control, I thought, my mind racing.
My father wouldn’t stop probing until he got answers, and we’ve already made him suspicious.
I glanced at Xavier, his expression calm, but his eyes betrayed a hint of concern and were also scolding.
But I don’t think coming clean is the best idea.
My father’s voice cut through my thoughts.
“Sarah, Xavier, answer me. What’s going on?”
I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my composure.
“Nothing, Father. Just… just nervous about the move,” I stammered. But my father’s eyes narrowed.
“I don’t believe you, Sarah.”
Xavier glanced at me with a frown, and I just flashed him a reassuring smile, trying to convey that I had everything under control.
Xavier’s expression softened, and he turned to my father.
“William, let’s not pressure Sarah. She’s already stressed about the move.”
My father’s gaze lingered on me for a moment before shifting to Xavier. “Fine. But this conversation isn’t over, Sarah. I insist on meeting that guy that made you change your mind.”
I nodded, relief washing over me. A temporary reprieve.
But my father’s next words sent my anxiety soaring.
“I expect answers soon.”
He was even giving me a deadline.
I opened my mouth wide with a yawn while stretching. “Oh, I’m tired. It’s been a long day,” I said, still yawning, and from the corner of my eye, I saw Xavier facepalming himself.
Am I falling short in the act?
“Father, Xavier, goodnight,” I added and strode out of the living room, staying there any moment might make me explode. I need to figure out how to explain my relationship with Xavier to my father in a way he would understand. Not just dropping a bombshell that would lead to an explosion.
I slumped on my bed and shut my eyes tight, letting the tension disappear. Perhaps when I wake up, I’ll continue with my brainstorming.
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My sleep was a disaster that night; it didn’t go my way. Thoughts kept popping up in my head, making me restless. With no way to ease my mind, I decided to seek solace in the one place where I felt safe and at peace-Xavier’s room.
I quietly slipped out of my bedroom and made my way down the hallway, my heart racing with anticipation. I knocked softly on Xavier’s door, hoping he was still awake.
The door creaked open, and Xavier’s concerned face appeared.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, ushering me inside.
I stepped into his room, surrounded by the familiar scent of his cologne and the soothing darkness.
“I couldn’t sleep,” I admitted, feeling a lump form in my throat.
Xavier’s expression softened.
“Come here,” he said, opening his arms as he lay in his bed.
I collapsed into his embrace, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Talk to me,” he whispered, his voice gentle. “Is it about what you did back there?”
“What did I do?” I interjected, trying to act dumb but falling into the act as usual.
“Fine.” I let out a sigh, finally admitting to my mistake. “I shouldn’t have stopped you when we were about to come clean, but I couldn’t help it; I panicked.” I paused, my expression turning thoughtful. When did I start panicking about my father finding out? I still couldn’t understand why I was feeling this way all of a sudden. Four years ago, I didn’t care, but now I do.
“Sarah, we will tell him tomorrow, no excuses. Okay?” Xavier said, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
I nodded and took a deep breath, letting my mind relax. I decided to make the most of the time to my advantage.
“So why don’t we do something to take my mind off my father?” I wiggled my eyebrows, stroking his chest with my finger.
A sly smile spread across Xavier’s face as he leaned closer, his lips caressing my neck. As his hot breath fanned my skin, he whispered seductively, “As you wish, daddy’s girl.”
“What?” I met his gaze with a frown, and without warning, he slipped off my shorts, tossing aside the blanket.
I, in turn, began unfastening his buttons in a rush, my movements frantic while his were just as fervent as he took off my panties, his fingers stroking my curves.
I breathed out in desperation and crashed my lips against his, my fingers tangling in his hair. Xavier responded quickly, deepening the kiss, his tongue skillfully playing with mine.
With our clothes now off and our bodies entwined, we rolled against each other, our breaths mingling as I moaned on his lips.
My nipples, pressed against his chest began to tingle with anticipation; at the same time, I could already feel a pool forming between my legs. That was fast, but I wasn’t complaining.
“Xavier,” I breathed out as our lips parted, my eyes locking onto his.
He hummed in response while his lips brushed against mine in a tantalizing kiss, making me want more.
“Please don’t let my father take me away. I don’t care how you’ll do it,” I said, my voice tinged with worry. I couldn’t afford to leave him; just the thought of that sent shivers down my spine.
Xavier’s expression turned serious, his eyes burning with hunting determination but clouded with desire.
“I won’t let that happen,” he vowed, his voice low and husky.
His lips continued brushing against mine, sending sparks through my veins.
“I’ll find a way to keep you here, with me,” he added, and I felt a surge of hope, my heart racing with excitement and anticipation as I could feel his manhood finding its way to my hole.
I gently grabbed his hair and pressed my lips against his again, not wanting this moment to be interrupted or end. The thought of leaving him was unbearable.
“I love you,” I whispered against his lips, and his response was instant.
“I love you too.”
Our lips parted, and Xavier’s eyes locked onto mine.
“We’ll face this together,” he promised.
I smiled, feeling a sense of calm wash over me.
The next second, he raised my hips and slipped his cock inside of me, his thrust gentle yet intense, igniting a wave of pleasure that coursed through my entire body.
A silent gasp escaped my lips as my back arched, each stroke making my head spin.
My moan grew louder as his thrusts grew faster and harder, and I instinctively grabbed his head, pushing my hips against his in a thrill of pleasure.
My head sank into my pillow while he continued his onslaught, his fingers digging into my hips, holding me in place as he drove me closer to ecstasy.
All the while, his mouth claimed mine, our kiss deepening as we chased the peak of pleasure. My moans became more audible as I reached climax, my grip around his neck slipping off as I shuddered with pleasure.
I felt good and relieved. But little did I know, our love was about to be tested in ways I never imagined.
Because the next moment, there was a knock on the door, the sound abruptly shattering the passionate moment. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes flew to the door and then back to Xavier.
We froze, neither of us taking the initiative to move until my father’s voice came through.
“Xavier, are you asleep yet? I need your help!”
Shit.