"All you can do is be diligent when you're out of the house. Maybe pick up some pepper spray. Or a firearm. This is Texas, after all."
I shuddered at the thought of owning a gun. "I'm too jumpy for that."
"You could always tell your bedmate—I mean, your boss—what's going on. Maybe he can help."
I shook my head, outright rejecting that idea. "I can't tell him." Xavier would likely overreact and kick me to the curb for putting him and his daughter in harm's way.
"You'll have to eventually, trust me. It won't turn out well if he finds out any other way."
"I hate that you're right." I didn't want to tell Xavier about Jason, not any more than I already had. "I like that he doesn't look at me like I'm broken."
"You're not broken, Rosalee; you just made a few romantic mistakes along the way. We all have."
When Toni said that, it all sounded reasonable, but I knew better. "Some worse than others. Anyway, how goes the pregnancy?"
"Not yet over," she grumbled. "I'm swollen, I have to pee all the time, and I am nonstop horny. So it's the best and worst of everything."
I laughed. "I would offer to help, but I'm too far away to be of any real assistance."
"Eh, it's the thought that counts, so thank you. But this damn bladder is full again, so I'll talk to you again soon."
"Yeah, okay." I turned and gasped at the sight of Xavier standing in the kitchen doorway with an unreadable expression on his face. "Talk to you soon, Toni."
"Who is Toni?"
"She's a nanny from ENS, and I was just calling for some advice. Are you okay?"
"Yeah," he sighed. "I'm fine."
I didn't quite believe him, but sleeping with the man didn't change his mercurial ways, so I shrugged it off with a smile. "Hungry?"
"Starved." That one word held layers of meaning that made my heart slam against my chest and my sex pulse.
"Well, I think I have something to cure that."
Chapter 19
Xavier
I stirred to consciousness, nestled in warmth, a silky hand running up and down my thighs. I blinked my eyes into focus and looked down at my morning wood, which was buried between Rosalee's lips. "Good morning." The words came out raspy, and when she smiled around my cock, something squeezed my chest.
"Good morning," she replied without removing my cock from her mouth. She took me deeper and then swallowed.
My hips bucked up, and she gripped my thighs harder, digging her fingertips into my flesh. "Rosalee," I groaned as my fingers sifted through her locks while she licked and sucked at my cock. I gripped her hair, and she moaned, arching her back as she took me deeper while I fucked her mouth. "Yes, babe. Fucking yes!" Her lips were thick and lush, and though she was inexperienced, she made up for it with eagerness.
She looked up at me, her honey-brown eyes sparkling with desire and intent. She used her tongue as I fucked her mouth until her eyes watered, and then she swallowed every drop with a smile on her face. "That was intense," she gasped after releasingme with a loudpop. Her eyes were wide with excitement, slightly wild, and her chest heaved.
"Come here," I called to her. "Are you wet from sucking me off, Rosalee?"
She nodded and licked her lips. "I didn't realize that would turn me on the way it did, listening to your sounds of pleasure."
"Good. Now be a good girl and sit on my face."
She stilled for a moment and then crawled up my body, hovering slightly out of reach. "Like this?"
"No, babe." I gripped her round ass in both hands and tugged her down so my face was covered with her dripping pussy. I found her clit easily and sucked it hard, flicking my tongue against it before I fucked her with my tongue.
"Xavier," she groaned and pounded on the headboard. A few tongue-flicks later, her hips began to move, undulating in slow moves that heightened her pleasure.
