ログインIris's Pov.His eyes dropped to my lips as he spoke. Something crossed his features but he quickly covered it off. Right now, he's looking at me like he's ready to devour me.“I want you to touch me.” My voice came out quiet and needy. My body trembled, filled with the need to feel him. I want him like I never thought I could want a man.His hands slid down, taking one of my breasts in his hands, squeezing it in his full hand and a soft moan left my lips mixing with his guttural moan.“Like this?” His hand massaged my breast, pressing my hard nipple, playing with it just as skillfully as he was playing with me.“More.” I cried, my hands clutching the covers tightly to stop myself from touching him.I watched him as he slowly and gently removed the straps of my nightgown, sliding them over my shoulders, obviously enjoying the moment. He was touching me as if drawing art on my skin and I was begging for more.His eyes searched mine as if asking for permission and I nodded desperately. T
Xander's POV.“What is it?” I tried to keep my attention on him but my eyes were wandering on their own. Can't these fucking people just leave?“Iris attempted to escape.” His face was pale. I've never seen Angelo so serious since I knew him. “Her bodyguards found her walking out of a room dressed like a hooker. They've escorted her to her room.”“Hmm,” I exclaimed and Angelo raised a brow at my non-existent reaction. Little did he know that I was inside that room and she was there on her knees with my cock stuffed in her mouth.However, I don't take it lightly knowing that my men have seen her dressed like that. I might have to pay them a little visit. Not to mention that they lost her from their sight in the first place and that's how she ended up with me. If they were doing their job right, none of this would've happened.On second thought, I might be generous enough to spare their lives. I know how wet and warm her mouth is due to their carelessness.“What's wrong with you?” Angel
Xander's POV.“You made such a mess, little one,” I spoke, leaning forward so that my face was level with hers. I can almost taste myself on her lips. I pulled her hair and her head tilted back. “Clean up after yourself.”My gaze drifted down to the ground where a few drops of my cum were glittering under the moonlight. She widened her eyes. She wasn't as frozen when I shot a man in front of her as she was now.“Iris.” I ran my finger over her mouth where I could still see a mix of her saliva and my cum, shining. “Be a good girl and clean up after yourself.”I pulled her head down but I didn't use force. No. She did it on her own. She could've pulled away if she wanted to or said the word, and I was going to put an end to this. No. She wanted to do it.Because when I pressed her head to the ground, she stuck her tongue out, licking my release off the ground as if she was starved. Fuck! I was instantly hard again.I released my hold on her head and she stood up to her feet, tilting her
Xander's POV.No she didn't.She accepted the challenge like a fucking champ as she wrapped her hand firmly around my cock, moving it up and down a few times as if to tease me. That movement was enough to set my senses on fire.She wasn't confident enough to hold her gaze on mine as she leaned forward to lick me slightly, enough to taste me near my piercing on the crown of my cock. She was licking me, leaving little kisses, tasting me and that was enough to make me flinch in my seat. The grip of my hands behind my neck was hard as I fought with the intense feeling of her rough sweet tongue meeting my skin.This couldn't be compared to my wet dreams about her. Not even close.As if she knew exactly what she was doing, she sucked the head of my cock, her tongue playing with my piercing, tasting my precum. She moaned against me and I let out a full groan. It was too fucking good. Was it supposed to feel this good? Every lick was driving me to the edge of my sanity.“Don't play with me, I
Xander's POV.Iris crossed the fucking line with her little stunt. She was the one who showed interest in attending my birthday party and despite knowing how dangerous it can be, I fulfilled her request.Only for her to show up in that fucking room, dressed like that while I'm talking business. I forgot about my whole surroundings the moment my eyes landed on her.The little she-devil thought she could outwit me but all it took was one good look at her and I knew that she was the one hiding behind that cheap ridiculous wig and that fucking mask. Call it a gut feeling, intuition, or the result of my constant observation of her. I don't give a fuck.And when she sat on my lap rubbing the heat of her body against mine, the familiar feeling that filled my whole body was something I could hardly mistake. It has happened before and there was no way I could mistake her body, her moves, her fucking eyes, even hidden behind a mask.I desired more just like I did the other day with Iris on my l
Iris's Pov.My cheap choice of outfit poorly covered my body. My breast almost fell out of the bra, my ass in the air, covered in only a thin line of material. And Xander had a perfect view of all this. He was taking advantage of it, taking me in, drinking me in with his eyes.I took my time, my movements slow and controlled as I crawled closer to him. I became more and more intoxicated by him and by the scenario. I was clenching my thighs, feeling the throbbing pain, proving to me once again that my body was a traitor.When I reached him, I fixed my gaze on his face with my hands on his lap, waiting, trembling, burning. I feel so dirty. He made me feel dirty with his eyes that sparkled in the darkness.He scratched his cheek, looking down at me lazily with rapid breaths I could see with the movement under his shirt. He was tall and proud hovering over me. He was in control and I was at his mercy.His hand reached down, getting a hold of my wig and twisting it in his fist. “This wig i
Iris's Pov.“What was your goal?” He tilted his head to the side. “Make me mad? To prove something?” His voice was dripping with venom as he clenched his jaw as if he could barely control himself and I stayed silent.“I want you to fucking speak. You were so confident behind that stupid mask. Showi
Iris's Pov.The guttural groan he let out sent a wave of pleasure to my clit. It was animalistic, rough, and demanding and I was desperate to hear it again so I slid back until the bulge in his pants brushed between my ass cheeks.He's hard, painfully hard, and swollen against me, sending a warm he
Iris's Pov.I was a few steps away. My legs were shaking but I kept on walking. The same girl was still kneeling in front of him, massaging his thighs and I don't know how she's not yet tired of doing that.I took one last deep breath as I slid open the glass doors, bursting in with my chin up, and
Iris's Pov.At the end of the hallway, behind Horace, I spotted a room with sliding glass doors that did not hide anything from what was happening inside and maybe that was exactly the reason my breath caught in my lungs.What was the difference between Carlos and Xander if something like this was







