Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Title: Only Mine

Warning: Chapter contains mature contents! Read at your own risk!

Chapter Theme Song: Naked By Sabrina Claudio

[Xavier’s POV]

I marveled at just how soft Iris’s body was under my touch. She trembled with desire as I traced my fingers from her delicate jaw line down to her throat. Without ceasing, my fingers moved down to her midriff and I splayed my hand across her abdomen—savoring her warmth. Lowering my head, I kissed her with all of my unfulfilled desire that had been building over the past couple of weeks. I smiled against her mouth as I noticed that she was kissing me back with equal fervor. She felt so good in my arms.

I continued to kiss her and then moved to trail kisses down her slender neck. I wanted to go slow and gentle for our first time together, but she was making it so damned difficult. My body became more inflamed with each sound and movement that she made. I felt her hands glide up my back and my breathing turned heavy as I felt my manhood throb with the need of release. Her hands continued up my back until she had them wrapped around my neck and brought my face leveled to hers. She smiled and then pulled my head down so that her mouth was against my ear.

“It’s okay,” she whispered.

I felt myself melt at her giving me permission and instinctively grazed my teeth against her collar bone. She moaned and arched her hips against mine in response. I wanted to mark her—to make her mine. I couldn’t take it anymore. Jerking up my head, I stared down at her. She looked so beautiful and her dazed expression made the desire I was feeling pump through my body all the more. I let out a harsh breath.

“Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?” I rasped.

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were full of lust and desire. She slowly licked her bottom lip and smirked when she saw my eyes track the movement.

“Seducing the president, of course,” she said with a sly smile.

I chuckled as I ran my fingers through her thick hair. Planting a light kiss on her nose, I moved my hand down from her midriff to her thigh. She gasped as my finger found the hem of her dress and began to move it upwards little by little.

“Oh, do you think you can do that?” I asked.

Her breathing became harder and I enjoyed the sight of her chest rising and falling in rapid succession. This type of teasing was a lot of fun, actually. Her eyes widened and the look in her eyes was as if she was begging for me to relieve the tension that had built up in her body from our interaction.

“I... believe that it’s working,” she panted.

My brows rose at her cheeky response and it made me want to tease her even more. I slid the hem of her dress up even higher and I traced the tips of my fingers up along her thigh towards her panties. She inhaled a sharp breath as I slipped her panties down and off of her body. I moved my hands liquidly back up her legs and brushed my fingers lightly over her thatch of curly hair. I dipped one finger down into her wet and warm folds. Her muscles twitched. The overwhelming need to claim her in this moment was so powerful that my body began to shake. I groaned against her soft hair as I continued to stroke her. For a moment, I forgot all about teasing her and began to feel like I was the one being tortured. Her hips bucked as I slid my finger fully into to her.

“My god, you are so wet,” I said with a harsh breath—barely able to contain my desire to embed myself within her.

I felt her muscles clench around my finger and it was almost my undoing until I heard her whisper, “Please.”

I looked down at her and her frustrated expression was so adorable that my need to tease came back in full fury. Slowing down my strokes, I leaned down to where my mouth was right next to her ear.

“Shouldn’t you say ‘sir’, sweetheart?”

She glared at me. I sped up my movement and watched in delight as her eyes rolled back as she moaned. She started to move her hips to the pace I had set. I could tell she was almost at her peek when I paused. Her eyes flew open and she looked at me with confusion.

Grinning devilishly at her, I explained, “I’m waiting. Tell me what you want, Iris.”

“I want you. Please, sir,” she said without hesitation.

I felt the air being sucked out of my lungs and my throat went dry upon hearing her words. That was it. In a few seconds, I had discarded my clothes and was hovering over her. Lifting her up gently, I pulled off her dress which was the last offending barrier between us. I sucked in my breath as I gazed down at her naked form. She was so beautiful and perfect.

I covered her body with mine and rained down kisses on those delectable full lips. My manhood brushed against her wet entrance and I groaned in pleasure to know how well her body responded to mine. Positioning myself, I pushed forward. She gripped my shoulders at the intrusion, but slowly she began to relax. She was so fucking tight! I pushed in a little more and a deep moan came from the back of her throat. Sliding in and out of her, her body began to adapt and stretch to accommodate my invasion. Once I was fully within her she yelled, “Xavier!”

My body shook with satisfaction. The way she said my name as we made love was intoxicating and I became even more urgent with my movements. Our bodies moved together in a fast paced rhythm. Sweat began to bead on my forehead as we rocked back and forth together. I heard her scream my name and felt her muscles spasm as she reached her climax. I grinned with triumph. I was the one that made her feel this good.

But then, out of nowhere, a thought crept into my mind. Iris wasn’t a virgin. That didn’t bother me, but just the mere thought of another man being with her like this was enough to make me go mad with jealously. I might not have been the first man in her life, but I’ll be damned if I wasn’t going to be her last. Still moving within her, I bent down and captured her parted lips with mine in a possessive kiss.

Breaking the kiss, I looked down to see that her eyes were glazed over with passion. My voice came out thick with emotion as I said, “Don’t ever give yourself to someone else, Iris. From this day forwards, you are mine and only mine.”

I slammed into her one last time and throbbed with ecstasy as I emptied myself within her.

***

I had already awoken and finished a hot shower when I received an urgent call from the office. Shrugging on some spare clothes that I had sent over, I looked over at Iris who was still sleeping. I chuckled as I saw her legs sprawled out all over the bed. There was something so childish about the way she slept that it never ceased to bring a smile to my face. I walked over and tucked her under the blankets.

“She must be exhausted,” I murmured softly as a brushed away a strand of hair that was lying across her cheek.

Well, I guess that was my fault. I smiled ruefully. We had gone a couple more rounds while trying out a few other positions and it was absolute heaven. I wasn’t exactly sure where we stood now. But, one thing was certain. I was never going to lose her. Hell, if I had to, I would tie her to my side to make sure she could never leave me if that’s what it took.

“That actually wouldn’t be so bad,” I thought with a smirk.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, breaking me out of my reverie. It was Mr. Todd again. He had called earlier to say that he had some urgent information that he needed to discuss. Not wanting to leave Iris alone, I tried to set up a meeting with him in the afternoon but he said it couldn’t wait. With him calling again and Daniel knocking on the door, I sighed in defeat.

Brushing a quick kiss on Iris’s forehead, I strode out of the room and met Daniel in the hall. He raised a brow at me and then chuckled as he shook his head. Motioning for me to follow, he led me into a private lounge area. Mr. Todd was already there sitting on the couch while typing furiously on his laptop. He stood up when he saw Daniel and I enter the room.

“I am truly sorry for disturbing you, Mr. President. But we have found something suspicious.”

I gestured for him to resume his seat. Daniel went to sit beside him on the couch to get a better look at the laptop. I sat across from them, waiting for the report. Mr. Todd typed for a few more moments and then leveled a serious look at me.

Twisting the laptop around to face me, he said, “These pictures were sent to the organization responsible for the fire, sir. Judging by the angles and position, I believe that these images were taken by a cell phone and then sent via text. Mr. President, do you have any ideas of who could do this? For someone to take pictures of your files with a cell phone, they must be fairly close to you.”

Daniel looked up at me and opened his mouth to say something but then changed his mind. I felt my mind reel at this revelation. The people who were closest to me were Daniel, the other party members and… I clenched my hands into tight fists, not wanting to follow the trail of thought any further.