Make me forget Everything

didn’t sleep the night he was gone, every minute that passed without word from the station made me more nervous.

I’d been pacing the hallway for hours and checking my phone like a lunatic.

Few minutes into dawn, a black car pulled into the driveway and Xander stepped out.

He walked in without a word, past the guards and past me, straight to the kitchen where he grabbed a bottle of water and downed half of it in one breath.

“You okay?” I asked.

He didn’t answer right away.

Then: “They didn't have enough evidence, it seems like the culprit tried to pin it on me.”

“But how—” I asked.

“Dummy accounts, spoofed numbers,” he said. I stepped closer and asked. “But they let you go.”

“They had to, I would have sued them if they hadn't, I can't leave my wife during our honeymoon after all.” He said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

He looked at me, this time, with desire, and gods, that turned me on.

He dropped his keys on the counter, his gaze never leaving mine. “Miss me?”

I bit my lip, my cheeks flushing, I hadn’t expected him to be so… bold. Not after everything, but then, Xander had always been unpredictable. “Maybe,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.

He closed the distance in three long strides, his hand curling around my wrist. His touch was firm, possessive, and I shivered. “Maybe?” he repeated, his breath warm against my ear. “You’re shaking, Kaia. Don’t lie to me.”

My heart pounded in my chest, a rhythm that matched the pulse between my legs. “I missed you,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “A lot.”

Xander’s grip tightened, and before I could process what was happening, he had me pressed against the cold granite countertop. His lips crashed into mine. I gasped, my hands clutching at his shirt. The kiss was rough, almost desperate, and it sent a jolt of heat straight to my core.

“Shh,” he whispered against my lips, his fingers tangling in my hair. “No moaning. Not here. Not with the guards out there.”

Xander’s hands moved down my body, rough and purposeful. He yanked my top over my head, tossing it aside without a second thought.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growled, his lips trailing down my neck. His teeth grazed my collarbone, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. His hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, and I arched my back for more.

“Xander,” I whispered, my voice pleading.

He smirked, his eyes dark with desire. “ What, baby? Tell me.”

My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t hold back. “Fuck me here and now.”

His smirk widened, and he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down my legs in one swift motion. I stepped out of them and stood before him naked.

Xander’s eyes raked over me, hungry and possessive. “On your knees,” he commanded, his voice low and commanding.

I obeyed without hesitation, my heart racing as I knelt before him. I reached for his belt, my fingers trembling as I undid it. His cock was hard and thick, veins pulsing beneath the skin, and my mouth watered.

I wanted him inside me so bad.

“Suck it,” he ordered, his hand tangling in my hair. “Make me forget everything.”

I placed the head of his cock on my lips, my tongue licking it like a lollipop. I took him deeper into my mouth till his cock hit the back of my throat, my hands gripping his thighs for leverage.

“Fuck, Kaia,” he groaned, his hips snapping forward. “You’re so good. So fucking good.”

I sucked harder, my eyes went up to meet his. “Enough,” he said, pulling me to my feet. His hands gripped my hips, and before I could catch my breath, he lifted me onto the counter, my legs wrapping around his waist. “I need to be inside you.”

I nodded, my hands clutching his shoulders as he positioned himself at my entrance. My pussy was slick, aching for him, and I whimpered as he teased me, his tip pressing against my clit.

“Say it,” he demanded, his voice harsh. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me,” I gasped, my eyes locked on his. “I need you, Xander. Please.”

He didn’t hesitate. He thrust into me in one smooth motion, filling me completely. I cried out, my head falling back as he began to move, his hips snapping against mine. The counter was cold against my back, but I didn't mind.

“You like that, don’t you?” he growled, his hands gripping my thighs. “You like my cock inside you?”

“Yes,” I panted, my nails digging into his skin. “Fuck me, Xander. Harder.”

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding. The kitchen was filled with the sound of skin on skin, and my breathless whimpers.

I felt the pressure building inside me, I was close, “Not yet,” he warned, his voice tight. “Not until I say so.”

I whined, my body trembling on the edge. I wanted to come, needed to come, but he held me there, his grip unyielding. His dominance sent a rush of pleasure through me, and I felt my walls clench around him, desperate for release.

“Xander,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “Please. Let me—”

His lips crashed against mine, silencing me, and in that moment, he thrust deep, his cock hitting a spot that made me see stars. My orgasm exploded and I cried out into his mouth, my body shaking uncontrollably.

Xander followed soon after, his growl vibrating against my lips as he filled me, his seed hot and thick. His breath was ragged as we both came down from the high.

Xander pulled back, his eyes searching mine. “Not done yet,” he murmured, a dangerous glint in his eye. “There’s more where that came from.”

My breath caught as he lifted me into his arms, carrying me toward his bedroom. I knew what was coming next, another round, harder, rougher and more intense.

As he kicked the bedroom door shut behind, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. It was like the storm was far from over.