Ninety-six

Without hesitation, I pushed the door open and stormed in.

The scene before me was a surprised Xavier, lying on his bed with his hand wrapped around his junk.

Holy smokes.

My cheeks flamed up and I murmured a quick "Sorry," before turning to run out of the room.

"Close the door Hailey," came his calm voice before I could slip out. "I'm covered, you can look now."

Ashamed of my thoughts and actions, because who barges into someone's privacy thinking horrid things about them, I turned around slowly.

"I'm sorry," I grumbled. "I heard sounds, I thought..."

That you were balls deep in some woman? Bah, if I said that, he would probably laugh his head off.

"You thought?" Xavier urged, rising suddenly and I yelped in surprise.

"I won't cover up if you don't tell me what you thought, Hailey." The deep timbre of his voice when he called my name had my thighs clenching with need.

He was just a few meters away from me. Unclad. We were alone. The realization came with torrents of desire fl