“Let’s go.”
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I was nervous. I realized this after I crossed and uncrossed my legs for probably the fourth time in the Town Car on the way to the airport. It was Friday night, well after ten o’clock. The car had come to pick me up about thirty minutes ago, on the way to the airport to pick up Xavier.
It’d been nearly two weeks since I’d seen him in person. I don’t know why I was nervous. I couldn’t wait to see him up close. I’d worn a simple dark blue off-the-shoulder shift dress with a pair of black booties. Xavier often commented on liking my legs, so I figured I’d show them off tonight. As we grew closer to the small airport where he’d be landing, I covered my rumbling stomach even as a smile grew on my face.
As we approached the airstrip, I could see Xavier’s plane had already landed. We stopped a little bit away from the plane, and I heard the driver get out a few seconds before the back door opened for my exit. Stepping out of the car, I was hit by the coolness of the night, but my body warmed as soon as I saw those long legs and slightly pigeon-toed gait dismounting the plane.
Xavier was accompanied by one other man, who I knew worked with him, but couldn’t remember his name. I watched as Xavier looked around a little, orienting himself with his surroundings as he descended the stairs of the plane. His eyes roved over the airstrip before landing on the waiting vehicles.
It was then I noticed that there was more than one Town Car waiting. I figured it was for the other man with Xavier. When his eyes finally landed on me, his lips tightened, not into what could be considered a smile, but the indention on his left cheek told me everything I needed to know. He was as happy to see me as I was to see him. He picked up his pace with intention, zeroing in on me. Behind him, I heard his companion say something, which Xavier acknowledged with a wave of his hand, but he never broke his stride. When he was within two feet of me, his hands were already outstretched, gripping the sides of my face.
Less than a second later, his hungry lips connected with mine and I forgot anything else existed. I’d expected a quick peck, but apparently, Xavier had other ideas. His lips worked to pry my mouth open and his tongue swept against my bottom lip before snaking inside and devouring me. I heard moaning, and it took me a while to realize it was coming from me. I held onto his waist, needing an anchor as I felt like my feet were leaving the ground. Just when I felt I needed a break for air, he pulled back, my lip gloss now smeared across his grinning mouth.
“Hi.” His deep voice made my panties moist.
“Welcome home, baby.”
“Good to be home.”
I giggled when he nipped my bottom lip again with his teeth.
“Welcome back, Mr. Grant.”
Xavier reluctantly pulled his gaze away from me to look at our driver. “Thanks for making sure my girl got here safely, Will.”
“Anytime, sir.”
“I got it,” he told William as he lowered his hands from my face to hold the door open.
I pulled away to lower myself into the back seat. I could hear Xavier’s mumbled voice say something to the driver before he climbed in the back seat, his big body crowding mine.
“How was your flight?”
“A little turbulent, but not too bad. Come here.”
I gasped when he pulled me onto his lap as the car started moving. He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck and inhaled. I laughed from the tickle of his beard against my sensitive skin. His masculine scent filled my nostrils, and my hands braced against his shoulders to push back before things could get too far. We were still in the back of a car, for goodness’ sake.
“What’re you doing?” I questioned when his hand began moving under my dress and up my thigh, leaving behind it a trail of goosebumps.
“You don’t know?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Xavier,” I whispered harshly, turning over my shoulder, looking toward the front of the car.
“The partition’s up. Get like ya girl, Bey.”
I scrunched my face up.
“Driver, roll up the partition please,” he growled before pulling me back to him and nipping my earlobe.
Laughter bubbled up from my gut, spilling out of my lips as he continued to place soft kisses down my neck. I knew it was useless then to even try to pretend like I didn’t want him right here in the back seat of this car.
I moaned softly when his thumb made contact with the outside of my panties and rubbed against my clit. I turned my head, connecting our lips once again. Lips and tongues dueled and caressed over one another briefly before I pulled back. I grinned at the disappointment on Xavier’s face from the distance I’d put between us again. When he tried to pull me back, I pushed against him and quickly scooted off his lap, sinking between his legs.
He relaxed slightly. On my knees, staring up into his coffee eyes, I licked my lips as I reached for his belt buckle. He widened his legs, making room for my body between them and granting me better access. I made quick work of undoing his pants and freeing his thick shaft from the boxer briefs he wore.
“You sure you know what to do with all that?”
