“Last one.”
The last slap brought me over the edge, I felt an orgasm rushing through my body.
“Five,” I moaned between heavy breaths.
It was over.
The room was heavy with our ragged breaths and despite himpleasuring me, he came as well.
“Hey…” he whispered against my cheek, turning me around to face him, cradling my face gently in his hands. His gaze was slowly turning green again.
“You did so well for me,my preciouslittle demon. You are so perfect…”
His thumb brushed over my cheekbones, soft and slow, wiping away my tears. I didn’t even realize I was crying.
“Breathe…” he said, kissing my forehead gently, as his hands kept stroking over my back, like I was a doll in the hands of their master. I came by his touch and although it was painful, I knew that any touch of his was a reassuring promise of him taking care of me.
Xavier’s arms lifted me up, carrying me back to his bedroom, where he sat me on his bed gently, kissing my forehead before reaching for a bottle of body lotion.
We were both still naked, our bodies only a short distance from each other, and yet I still could relive every single touch of his skin against mine. I lifted my gaze to him, taking in every inch of his body. The faint shadow lines, the light black hair on his taut stomach, each muscle shifting as he trailed down to his knees, applying the lotion to my skin. I swallowed; my mouth suddenly dry.
How was this man just minutes ago speaking so many filthy words to me and spanking my ass red, only to take care of me now like a little teddy bear?
Xavier tilted his head slightly, his eyes glinting at the way I was drowning in him.
There was silence between us while he kept massaging my skin, his fingers kneading circles into it. My gaze dropped once more to the sharp lines of his hips, the way they dipped so perfectly into the V. It felt like his entire body had been carved just for me. Every inch of him was mine. As my gaze drifted lower, I noticedhis hard length… gods, it should be illegal to look like that.
And when I finally looked up again, his green eyes met mine, his jaw tightening and his tongue darting out to wet his lips as if he needed to hold himself back just as much as me.
I gently took his face between my hands, stroking through his raven hair. The softness of his hair caused a shiver to run down my spine.
“Thank you… for taking such good care of me,” I whispered softly.
Xavier’s lips parted slightly, curving into a smile, his fingers reaching out to stroke over my cheekbones, until his thumb pressed against the center of my chin.
“I love you too, and ensuring your well-being is my number one priority. You never have to thank me for that,” he answered, pressing kisses along my leg.
“Now, turn around sweet love.”
Xavier must have felt my hesitation as he gripped my hips and rolled me over himself. Before I could think about it any further, he had already started massaging my butt. Through the mirror nearby, I could see that his slaps had left reddish handprints, while a burning feel still lingered on my skin.
“The ache will fade soon,” he said and pressed little kisses on both of my ass cheeks, turning me over again to continue applying cream to my body.
He dressed himself in black pants and a black blouse, denying me his precious bare body, before he took a hairbrush from the nearby drawer. He sat himself around me, embracing me into his heat, as he brushed my hair.
Xavier spoiling me was my new favorite thing.
“You are the most precious treasure, and I didn’t know what I did right in my entire existence to receive you as my gift,” he murmured in my ear. His breath was hot against my skin, causing tremors to run all over my body.
To my surprise, he twirled some strands of my hair between his fingers and braided them.
“Where did you learn this, Xavier?” I asked.
“I learned it for you.Sometimes when you were doing your hair, I was watching, and hoped there would come a day you would have the trust to let me touch you like this.”
“You were stalking me?” I asked, grinning. “I’m not really surprised.”
“It can’t be stalking, when I just look after what is mine,” he replied, his voice soft. His fingers glided slowly over my neck, making me shudder. “I’m just so fucking obsessed with pleasing you,” he confessed, cupping both of my breasts in his hands.
