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4. Past resurfacing

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Chapter 4 

Xavier's POV

The last time I was in this state was when my daughter was delivered to me by her nurse with the news that shattered me into pieces forever.

She was then named after her mother, but I never knew how to love her properly.

However, after getting this far and almost losing her, I would try. Plus, I had Nicole.

"You can use the bathroom here. There should be a change of clothes inside the closet," I pointed at one of the guest rooms on the first floor.

It had been almost a month since I'd visited this house under the guise of keeping my private life separate, but in truth, I was just too scared to face my daughter. It was easier that way.

"Thanks," Nicole said with a scowl, closing the door on my face right before I could ask any question.

I breathed a heavy sigh as I made my way up to my room. The toys strewn around were obvious signs that Loise had spent most of her nights here. I put them away, then took a hot, steamy shower.

As soon as I stepped out, my phone started to ring. It was the ringtone of Loise’s favourite animation.

"I called to inform you that your daughter woke up some minutes ago and asked for you. However, you can’t see her until after another five hours. We promise to take good care of her until then," the doctor said, and I pumped my fist into the air.

"Yes!"

My body suddenly felt lighter as I raced down the stairs to share the news with the 

only person I could actually think of.

Without knocking, I barged into her room, calling her name.

"Nicole," I called out and barged into her room. "The doctor just called and—" The rest of my words died out at the scene in front of me.

She was naked except for the small towel tied around her waist. My presence startled her, and it fell to her feet, leaving her beautiful body exposed under the warm light of sunrise.

"I..." she bent forward, trying to grab an outfit to wear in a panic, but it only served to dry my throat even faster as all my blood pumped in one direction, and I started to get excited for another thing.

My pulse throbbed in my crotch when she raised her head up to me and asked, 

"How may I help you?" By this time, I'd finally thought to hang up the call.

"First by removing that towel. You don’t need it," I said and licked my lips as a blush crept to her cheeks.

"You shouldn’t be here," she said as her hand loosened the towel in response to my command. But just when I thought she would finally let it drop, she gave me that guarded look.

"Why not? It’s my house," I said and closed the door properly behind me.

"I know, but..."

"I actually came here to share the news. Loise woke up." I paused for a reaction, which came rather slowly.

"Congratulations, I’m happy for you. You must be really relieved," she said, her hands not letting the towel drop.

"Oh, I am," I took a step forward. "I am so relieved by that and now that I no longer have to worry, don’t you think we should continue from where we stopped?" My hands brushed my hair to the back as I cocked my head in question.

"Stopped where?" she looked at me with a small frown, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was really curious or just pretending not to know what I meant.

Anyways, I had five hours, and I didn’t mind using all that time showing her.

"You got to cum back in the office. It won't be fair if we remain uneven, would it?" I asked as she stumbled backwards, only to fall flat on the bed. The towel finally loosened, giving me a full view of her body.

I gulped, unable to hold back my lust.

"Don’t you have to go back to the hospital?" she asked as she sat up, fully naked.

"We still have about four hours. What do you say we spend it getting even, Secretary Nicole?" I asked as I stood tall and firm in front of her.

Her eyes landed on my waist.

"I owe you that much, boss," she said with excitement, her hands shaky as she struggled to undo the buckle.

In mere seconds, my trousers fell to my ankles, then my briefs, which I took off completely.

"So big. It’s bigger than I imagined," she muttered, mumbling to herself as she curiously wrapped her fingers around it.

"Whoa," she exclaimed as her eyes widened in genuine astonishment. The tip of her fingers were barely touching.

Her excitement had me seeing the innocent look I knew her for.

The Nicole I found sprawled on the floor and moaning my name was so unlike my shy secretary who never spoke more words than necessary.

In this room, she looked like a succubus descended from hell to milk me of all my pent-up sexual frustrations. As I gripped her hair in a ponytail, I let out a grunt to show that I was ready.

Ready for the blowjob that would just turn out to be one of the best I’d ever gotten in my life.

She looked up to me, her eyes watered from having the back of her throat hit several times, her mouth open to show my seeds still swimming on her tongue.

"Swallow. Swallow it all," I said, in a mix of command and plea.

I wanted to hear the gulp sound when she swallowed it because that in itself was another Nicole-centered fantasy of mine.

"We are even now," she looked up to me and licked every trace off her lips.

"Yes, but I’m still not satisfied," I grabbed her jaws and captured her lips in a kiss, tasting myself off her tongue as our tongues wrestled in heated passion.

The emergency had taken a toll on both of us, and as we kissed and fell back onto the bed, this felt like the only way we could let it all out.

Our moans mingled in the kiss as we explored each other’s bodies to the fullest.

It felt like we were doing it for the first and last time, putting our all—mind, soul, and body into it.

"Get on all fours," I growled when I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

I made her ride my face and scream my name as her legs shook, and then it was my turn to go again.

Her knees trembled as she steadied herself with her hands on the bed, arching her back to give me a better entrance from where I knelt behind her.

I cupped her ass and placed light kisses on either side of her butt cheeks before guiding her hips towards my tip.

"This might hurt," I warned.

She turned her neck to look at me.

"Make it hurt. I want all your pain and all your pleasure," she said and almost choked on her words because I entered her with my full length at that moment.

"Ohhh," she moaned this time, not in pain or pleasure, because she was too stiff to process either of the emotions. Rather, it was from realisation.

"My walls are stretching so tight. I can feel you in my stomach," she said as I grabbed her wrists in one hand to take more control.

Nicole arched her back some more in submission.

I could feel it from the way her body relaxed. At that moment, I thought to myself—I could do this till eternity and still want more.

Filling her up at that moment satisfied more than just a lustful craving. It touched a void in my soul that I never thought could see the light of day.

"I’ll move now," I announced and she nodded eagerly.

I withdrew my length and slammed it back in to the delight of her scream that sounded like music to my ears.

Soon enough, the room was filled with the sounds of her screaming and our bodies colliding.

And after going at an even faster pace based on her demand, we both came at the same time, kissing and calling out to each other like our souls were getting bound at that moment.

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