11

Xander’s POV
I left her room and went to the gym. I felt the need to punch something. I have never felt so much emotion at once in my entire life like I am feeling right now. God she has already been here for a day and she is driving me crazy already. I punched the punching bag hard.
“Well judging from the way you are punching the bag. It only means that she is alive.”. Jo said as he moved deeper into the gym.
“Not for long. I felt like strangling her to death!.” I stopped punching the bag and took off my shirt that was already covered in sweat.
“It’s nice to see you walk up on a girl!.” Jo smirked at me.
“That’s funny coming from the one who got tricked by a teenager!.” I jest at him and he blushed embarrassed.
“What are you going here anyway?.” I asked him.
“I want to head to the club and I saw the lights here! I knew it had to be you! So are you coming to the club or are you good?.” Jo asked me.
“Let me go and freshen up so that we can go!.” I told Jo and headed upstairs. Just as I wanted to enter my room, I found myself subconsciously going to the door of the room opposite to mine! Ashley’s room. I wanted to check if she was okay. I know that the activities of the last twenty four hours must have taken a toll on her.
I entered the room and found it empty and the shower is on so I guess she must have taken her bath. Just as I decided to leave her room, I heard a sound as if someone fell. Without much thought I ran into the bathroom. I saw her on the ground. She must have slipped when she got out of the bathtub. She looks shocked to see me as she tries to cover her necked body with her hands.
“Are you okay?.” I stupidly asked as she glare at me. Of course she is not okay.
As I lower down to pick her up, I try not to stare at her erect nipples. I wrapped my hand around her arm and pulled her up and sat her on the bathtub. My eyes on its own went back to her breast again. I noticed that she was cold and so I passed her a towel. She wrapped it around her and tried to stand on her feet again. She started to fall again but I quickly caught her.
Her body pressed against mine and I groaned when I noticed my member getting hard already.
“Xander, leave me!.” She ordered. This is the first time I have heard her call my name and it sounds hot. I held her tighter because I know she can’t stand on her. She is just being stubborn.
“Xander I said leave me!.” She shouted again But I still held on to her.
"This is abuse! Leave me! You are harras-"
My eyes cloud with anger at what she said.
"This is not fucking harassment. Think before
you speak." My hand connected on the top of
her towel that she held tightly to her chest and
I pulled it away. ""This fucking is." I said before I clash my lips on hers.
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Ashley’s POV
Once the pain subsided, I decided to take a long bath. I carefully unwrapped the bandage and looked at the tattoo through the mirror. I frown at such a strange tattoo. It's just the letters XXX and nothing more. I have seen it on Jo’s and Denver hans but they both have a skull on top of the letters. I am grateful that I didn't draw the skull though.
I entered the bathtub and took a long hot bath. It made me relax my muscles.
Just as I got out of the tub, I mistakenly slipped off. I screamed in pain and the next second, Xander was in my bathroom. How did he get here so fast? I try to cover my naked body with my hand. I can feel his eyes on my erected lips. This is an embracement of the century.
“Are you okay?.” He asked me and I are at him. Like seriously I am lying on the bathroom floor and you are asking if I am okay.
As he lowered down to pick me up, I felt my nipples harden and I tried to convince myself that the only reason that happened was due to the cold water.
His hands wrapped around my arms, pulling
me up and then his hands slid down to my waist and he hoisted me up and then sat me down on the sill of the tub.
My cheeks flamed again as I saw his eyes rake over my hard nipples once, noticing I was cold and he quickly grabbed a towel and passed it over to me.
I wrapped it around as soon as I could and as
I tried to stand on my feet, I again found myself falling but two pairs of hands caught me.
As Xander tried to balance me, my body
automatically leaned on to him, his body heat
slightly drawing me in as I shivered.
I tried to move away from him but his arms
were tightly wrapped around me.
"Xander, leave me."I said trying to get away
from him even though I couldn't maintain my
balance.
I stumbled in his hold slightly and this in turn
made him hold onto me tighter than before.
"Xander, I said leave me!" He proceeded to grab
on to me tightly as I struggled to keep hold on
my towel.
"This is abuse! Leave me! You are harras-"
His eyes seemed to cloud with anger.
"This is not fucking harassment. Think before
you speak." His hand connected on the top of
my towel that I held tightly to my chest and
He pulled it away. "This fucking is."
I gasped as the cold air hit my body and his
my mouth came crashing down against mine.
His mouth was hard against mine and I made
no move to stop him as his hand tightly gripped my hair. I was beyond stunned as I was suddenly
released from his hard grasp and he moved
away from me like I burned him. I stood
naked in front of his overly analytical gaze as
I wished that my body was slightly slimmer
and the stretch marks on my thighs went
unnoticed by him.
He looked away and sucked in a breath. I bent
down to pick up my towel, quickly covering
myself.
“Can you stand by yourself?.” He asked me and I nodded. He immediately left the bathroom. I followed him out of the bathroom limping and went and sat on the stool in front of my vanity table.
Xander came into the room holding a bottle in his hand.
“Here, rub this on your leg and the pain will be gone before morning!.” He dropped the bottle on the vanity table and without waiting for me to say a word, he left the room.
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Xander’s POV
Immediately my lips touched hers, I knew that I needed to leave or I will do something that both she and I will regret.
After I dropped the massage oil bottle for her, I went into my room and took a very cold bath. The mental image of her naked refused to leave my mind. It’s not enough that the image of her in the morning is still in my memory and now this. Damn the cold water isn’t helping at all. I need a release. I went downstairs and met Jo waiting for me and we headed out for the club.
We went to a different club from the one I meet Ashely. This one is more like a gentleman’s club. The club it’s also owned by our organization.
As soon as I reach the club, I head straight to my private suite. Natasha was already waiting for me as I had requested.
“Welcome Handsome!.” She walked to me. I unbuckled my belt and she understood what to do! Natasha immediately went on her knees and got down to business. This is how I like my girls. Experience and submissiveness. I still can't understand why I kept thinking about a certain virgin.