Chapter 134: Fuck.. Seleene R18+
Xavier looked at Selene across the table.
Selene held his gaze.
The suite was quiet around them. The city outside doing its night thing. The cheese board untouched between them.
She set her wine glass down.
Stared at him.
Here, Xavier thought. This is the moment.
The city lights carved soft shadows across Selene’s collarbone, and the delicate lace of her black lingerie peeked from her neckline. The fabric whispered against her skin every time she breathed. Xavier felt his pulse thrum low in his stomach, a steady drumbeat moving downward.
"I wanted to tell you something all along," he said, the words spilling out before he could stop them. "I love you."
The air between them thickened. Selene’s lips parted, her eyes darkening. Neither of them moved for a heartbeat. Then the space collapsed.
Xavier didn’t know when Selena got and came in his direction. In a slip of a second his mouth found hers.
The kiss wasn’t gentle. It was hungry, urgent, as if they were both finally exhaling after holding their breath for years. Selene made a low sound in her throat, her fingers sliding into his hair, pulling him closer.
Xavier’s hands moved on their own. One palm slid beneath her lingerie, warm against her waist, tracing upward until he found the lace cup of her bra. He pushed the fabric down, freeing her breast, and his thumb found her nipple already tightening under his touch. He rolled it between his fingers, feeling her gasp against his lips.
"Xavier," she breathed, his name a soft moan.
He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her jaw, her throat, until his lips closed around her nipple. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking against the sensitive peak, and she arched into him, her hands gripping his shoulders. Her skin tasted like salt and something floral, something her.
"Let’s undress," she whispered, her voice ragged.
He pulled back just enough to watch her. Selene reached for the hem of his shirt, tugging it over his head. Her fingers splayed across his chest, nails grazing lightly, making him shiver. Then she hooked her fingers into his waistband.
Xavier lifted his hips, helping her slide his trousers down. His cock strained against his boxers, a wet spot darkening the grey cotton where pre-cum had already leaked through.
Selene tilted her head, a slow smile curving her lips. "Naughty boy."
The words went straight to his groin. His cock twitched visibly, and she noticed. Of course she noticed.
Selene peeled his boxers down, freeing him. The cool air of the suite hit his heated skin and made him hiss. Then her hand wrapped around him, warm and sure, and all rational thought evaporated.
She lowered her head.
Her tongue traced the underside of his shaft first, slow and deliberate, from base to tip. Xavier’s hips bucked involuntarily, but she held him steady with her free hand pressed flat against his stomach. Then her lips parted, and she took him into her mouth.
He groaned her name,"Selenee". His head falling back. The heat of her mouth, the slick press of her tongue, the soft suction as she pulled back to the head and then sank down again. Selene hollowed her cheeks, and he felt the back of her throat.
"Fuck, Selene," he managed, his voice strangled.
She hummed around him, the vibration traveling up his spine. Her hand worked the base of his shaft in time with her mouth, twisting slightly on every upstroke. Xavier’s fingers tangled in her dark hair, not forcing, just anchoring himself.
He was already too close. The build-up of the evening, the confession, the taste of her breast still on his tongue. It was all too much. Selene increased her pace, her other hand cupping his balls gently, rolling them in her palm.
Xavier felt his orgasm coiling tight, heat pooling at the base of his spine. He tried to warn her, but his voice came out as a broken moan. "Selene, I’m..."
She took him deeper, and he shattered.
The climax ripped through him, hot and blinding, his hips jerking as he spilled into her mouth. Selene swallowed around him, milking every last pulse from his body, and he heard himself moaning her name like a prayer.
When she finally pulled away, his legs were shaking. Selene wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, her eyes never leaving his.
She grabbed a robe from the nearby chair and wore it baldly revealing parts of her lingerie.Xavier didn’t know why but maybe it’s her thing. Xavier could see the dark lace of her panties clinging to her hips, the swell of her breasts now both free from the lingerie, her nipples hard. Her ass looked incredible in the dim light, the thong disappearing between soft, generous curves.
"Let’s go to the couch," he rasped.
Selene rose slowly, deliberately, letting him look. She walked barefoot across the carpet, and he followed close behind, transfixed by the way her fluffy butt moved with every step, the fabric of her lingerie pants shifting like a curtain over temptation.
At the couch, she turned to face him.
"Now," she said, her voice low and certain, "it’s my turn."
She reached for the belt of her robe and let it drop completely. The black lace bra was already half-fallen, useless now, and she unhooked it, letting it slide from her shoulders. Her breasts fell free, full and heavy, his own saliva still shining on the rosy tip of one nipple.
Xavier swallowed hard.
Selene hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong, pulling it down slowly, inch by inch. The lace caught low on her hips, then slipped away.
She stood before him, utterly bare.
"Tell me again," she whispered.
Xavier stepped closer, his spent cock already twitching back to life. "I love you," he said.
Selene took his hand and guided it between her legs. She was soaked, hot and slick against his fingers, and she moaned when he touched her.
"Then show me," she breathed.
Xavier pressed her back toward the couch, his mouth finding hers again, and he lowered her onto the cushions with one hungry, determined movement.
Her legs parted around his hips, and he could feel how ready she was, how wet she was, as the tip of his recovering cock brushed against her entrance.
"Selene," he murmured against her lips.
"Xavier," she answered, and pulled him inside.