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Xander’s POV
Xander woke up as the sun started to light up the room. Turning his head, he found Ashely with her back against his side, fast asleep; her head using his arm as a pillow. Turning over on his side, he gather her close and buried his face in her hair, she smell sweet and of sex.
He sighs as the result was unavoidable, his cock started to harden.
As a rule he avoided virgins but with Ashely he
was glad he's her first and he plans on being her last. Then he limit himself to only fucking her three times, considering last night was her first time and he doesn't want her to feel any discomfort in the morning. He will have to try real hard to hide the fact that she got him wrapped around her little finger from her and his family. Surprisingly, even his father, who usually hates people in general, likes her.
Feeling no hesitation, thinking he would give her more rest than he ever gives any other women, he gently eases her thigh high then slides his hand from her legs to her pussy, one finger going inside her.
Fuck! He cursed as she felt her tight pussy wall wrap around his finger. Aroused beyond words, he gently withdrew his finger and found her clit, stroking and caressing it until she was slick and swollen. Testing her readiness with his finger again, he grins in satisfaction as he can easily slide in and out of her.
She stirred as he gently placed her on her back and ease himself over her, one hand supporting himself so as to not crush her while the other grabbed hold of one of her legs and lifted it high. Then, he eases his cock into her.
So tight and hot and wet, he felt her wall closed about him. He groaned as his cock sank deeper still. Feeling her awake, he watches as she opens her eyes, frowns then smiles welcomingly up at him. Damn! How he loves her.
He loves her!
The revelation hit Xander quite hard. He has been in denial trying to push away the feelings. But deep down within him, Xander knew that he was attracted to her right from the moment he saw her dancing in the club. He knew what he felt for her is not like what he felt for other girls he had lusted after. The more he tries to deny it, the harder the feelings hit him.
*****
Ashley wakes up to the intense feeling of being intimately invaded. Opening her eyes, she frowned as she found Xander's face hovering close above her. If this is a dream, she doesn't want to wake up, she thought with a smile then wrapped her arms around his neck while her legs automatically spread to accept him more as he started to move inside her.
Ashley moan as he change the angle and speed of his thrust, becoming faster and harder. He turn his head and claim her mouth just when her body clenched around him in release, swallowing her cry. His thrust became wild after that, pounding away between her thighs as she keep cumming.
Tears sprang to her eyes as the sensations became too much then Xander released her lips to shout out his release and she felt the warmth as he flooded her with his cum.
Wrapping her arms around him as he collapse on top of her, she give his cheeks gentle kiss and whisper against his ear "I love you"
She smiled up at him as he slowly lifted his head to look down at her then without a word, he withdrew from her and moved out of the bed.
Closing her legs, she went to sit on the bed and winced at the slight pain she felt between her thighs. Gathering the sheet around her, she watches as he collects his clothes and puts them on. Taking a deep breath, she shook her head and continued to smile at him even if his back was to her.
"I just want you to know that. You don't need to answer. I know you don’t feel the same for me. I just wanted you to know my feelings for you!.” Ashely sincerely said to Xander.
“You must be tired! Go back to sleep!”. Xander ordered, ignoring what she just told him. He finished putting on his clothes and left the room to only god knows where.
Ashley sighted when he closed the door. That was definitely not the reaction she was accepting to get when she told him. But then when it comes to Xander, she does not know what to expect. He is so unpredictable.
As much as she was tired and wanted to go back to sleep, she stood up with the intention of going back to her room to sleep there. Immediately she tried to move, she winced because of the pain she felt in between her legs.
Since she could not put back her dress on, she wrap the stain bed sheet around her and leap to her room. As soon as she entered her room, she fall on the bed and started to sleep.
*****
Ashely woke up to someone dropping light kisses in her face. She opened her eyes and met with Xander’s own.
“Hey!.” She muttered to him. Confused as to what he is doing in her room. She thought he was planning to ignore her after walking out on her earlier on.
“Hey, I have prepared a warm bath for you. Have your bath first and then eat. I know you must be famished.” Xander said.
Ashely, although still confused at what is happening, nods at him and wraps the bed sheet around her and leaps to the bathroom. True to Xander’s words, a warm bath has been prepared for her.
Ashely took her time and enjoyed the warm bath that massaged her muscles. When she was done, she wrapped the bath rope around her body and went into the bedroom. She was disappointed not to find Xander still there.
On top of her table is a tray full of food. Close to the table is a small note addressed to her.
Eat your breakfast and then get ready. We are going out in an hour.
Your husband Xander.
That was what was written on the paper. The part that caught her attention is the part where Xander refers to himself as her husband. She wonders where he wants to take her.
She eat the food quickly and then when to get ready. Just as a finished dressing, Xander entered into the room. He is dressed casually so she believes they are not going anywhere formal.
“Ready?.” Xander asked and she nodded my head. They both went out of the room and headed for the elevator. Outside the house a red Lamborghini sports car is waiting for them.
They both entered the car and dropped off. After driving for forty five minutes, they arrived at a private beach.
Xander parked the car and we walked to the beach. At the far end of the beach there are candles and flower petals on the ground. Ashely kept wondering what Xander might be up to.
Soon the part they were following reached a close end that was covered with palm leaves.
“Open it!.” Xander ordered her. Ashely pushed the leaves and froze at what she saw. She closed her eyes and opened it again just to make sure she was not dreaming.
Written on a big heap of flowers are the words that will change their life forever.
“I LOVE YOU!”
“Y-you m-mean it?”. Ashely stuttered.
“Yes I know it seems hard to believe it but that is the truth. But that is the truth. Ever since I saw you in the club, I felt for you. The more I try to deny it, the more I feel more for you. When you confessed to me first I was angry because I wanted to confess first to you.” Xander explained to her.
“I…” Ashely started to say before she burst into tears. Ashely smiled at her and hugged her tight.
He kept whispering into her ears how much he loves her until she calmed down.
“I love you!”. They both said to each other at the same time and burst into laughter.
They stayed for about five hours getting to know each other before we decided to go back home since it’s getting late already.
***
While we were driving, we stopped at a red light and I looked over at Xander. He opened his mouth to say something but decided against it and turned to look out the window, a sceptical frown on his forehead. But it was too late. Three
gunshots, the shattering of glass and flashes so bright it lit up the entire car.
Through the newly broken window, I saw a man holding a pistol in his hand. He was staring at Xander with an accomplished smile on his face before he drove off.
"Ashley!" Xander whispered, staring down at his chest as he attempted to stop the bleeding with his own shaky hands. There was so much blood, escaping through his fingertips and running down his arms.
Three bullet wounds.
I sniffed, pulling my t-shirt over my head and
bunching it up to press against his chest. I was in shock, my body on auto-pilot even when I picked up my phone and called Rick since I only have his number.
I don't even remember what I told him.
"Help is coming. You're going to be okay." I said shakily, clenching my jaw as tears flowed down my cheeks. I clicked my seatbelt off and scooted closer to him, applying more pressure but I couldn't see where he was bleeding from.
There was too much blood, seeping through his white shirt.
"Ashley..." Xander croaked, coughing and blood splattered out of his mouth.
"You're going to be okay." I whimpered, trying to convince myself. Xander smiled, his face void of any color and his eyelashes wet with tears.
"No.please, no. Please, I'm begging you." I pleaded with him, completely scared and terrified. His smile faltered, a grimace replacing it. He was losing so much blood, so fast. I held his head in my arms, cradling him and praying for him to be okay.
"Listen, you're going to continue this, okay? You're going to make me proud, you hear me?" He grunted, clenching his eyes shut. He was finding it hard to talk, his lungs whistling as he struggled to breathe.
“ I love you." He wheezed, cringing with each breath.
I leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead, holding my sobs in but the tears were endless. "I love you more, but it's too soon. Please, Xander"
"No..." I whispered when his head started to fall against my lips.
"No!" I yelled when he finally went limp.