Chapter 26 - Haircuts and Massages.

Things had changed after Xavier's confession to Amelia. One thing was clear, they were closer than before and Amelia felt much more better around Xavier. Nana was also happy to see them bonding and she tended to give them a lot of space and spend time with her nurse. Although, Xavier was not always home, he was always at the Carlton Inc branch in Sacramento supervising things.

It was a normal afternoon for Amelia, in fact, it was also getting quite boring till Xavier suggested a picnic for both of them. It wasn't long before the two of them were stocking up on food, grabbing red gingham blankets and headed to a scenic site for their picnic. Laurelwood park in San Mateo was where they would be having their picnic.

Amelia spent the last few days painting and working on some new pieces. Since Xavier was always at work, she and Nana sometimes chatted and she sometimes lounged next to the pool all day or painted. The scenery was beautiful enough to draw and Amelia was glad that she had the good sense of bringing a few of her art supplies. She couldn't wait to finally have her art exhibition, Xavier had her hooked on the idea and all she could think about all day long was how amazing it was going to be if she did.

The curators and museum owner she had been talking to had been nothing but encouraging. It gave her the reassurance that she never had that she was a good artist.


"We wouldn't need the blanket, there are picnic tables Xavier."

"I still prefer laying on grass."

He replied with a broad smile as he watched her skip in front of him with nothing but her yellow sundress and white sandals. The wind was blowing her hair as they walked on the grassy fields.

She reached into the picnic basket and brought out their packed snacks. There were derby pie brownies, adult-brownies that had a hint of bourbon, Strawberry pretzel yoghurt cups, three meat picnic sandwich and finally creamy kale Caesar pasta salad.

"We really have enough food to feed a small army here. Wow!"

Xavier exclaimed as he reached for the brownies.

"I know. I told the chef to pack as much as possible. Do you like it?"

Xavier nodded.

"I do. I'm glad we're spending time together, I really missed sending time alone with you."

Amelia nodded as she tucked unruly strands of her hair behind her ears.

"Me too. Especially with the fact that I have to go to New York soon."

Xavier's eyes widened.

"You do?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Amelia shrugged.

"I have a lot of things to do back in New York. I've been talking a lot to my curator about having my own art exhibit and well she invited me for a couple of art shows."

Xavier sighed. He looked a bit sad.

"When do you plan on leaving?"

"There's an art exhibition coming up for an upcoming new artist and I have been given an invitation. My curator thinks it'll be good I go."

Xavier frowned a bit.

"So that means you'll be leaving? I don't want to spend a day without you."

Xavier said as he drew Amelia closer for a kiss.

"Xavier..." Amelia gently called out as she slowly pushed him away. She was determined to take things slow, even though Xavier confessed his feelings to her, she still wasn't sure. And she didn't want to get her heart broken.

"We agreed we'll take things slow. Remember?"

She said and he nodded and kissed her fingertips. She ran a hand through his hair.

"Yes, I know. We'll take things slow."

"You need an haircut." Amelia noted as she noticed his hair needed a few inches off. He always kept short hair and either way it had always looked very good on him.

"Yes, I plan on getting it cut soon. Right after I have the time but I don't want to spend any minute away from you."

Amelia chucked.

"I'm not running away. You know that.  And by the way, I can cut hair."

Amelia said and Xavier's raised Gus brows in surprise. He looked stunned.

"Really?? How did you..."

"I always cut my brother's hair. He loves it when I cut his hair. My Dad... not so much."

"Okay then. You'll give me a haircut."

Xavier said with smile as he drew Amelia close to him till she settled her snugly in his lap. He caressed the nape of her neck and she softly moaned in pleasure.

"Why is that so good?"

Amelia cried out in pleasure as she closed her eyes to savour the feeling.

"Because you're tense baby. I'd like to offer you a full body massage if you're up for it."

Amelia's ears perked up at that.

"Really?"

She asked and he nodded.

"You'll cut my hair. I'll give you a massage."

He said with a smile and Amelia nodded her head excitedly. She didn't want to admit it but she wanted Xavier's hand on her body. She missed his touch.

"Well, It's a deal!"




"How do you like it? Do you have a picture of what you want?”

Amelia asked as she set up her workspace in their ensuite bathroom. They had left their picnic a few hours ago and after their dinner she was prepared to cut his hair.
She was still a bit stunned that he wasn't worried that she was cutting his hair so she was determined to make him happy.

He swiped a hand through his hair.

"I’ll leave the style up to you. I just want it shorter."

"I can pick?"

"Yeah, sure."  He smiled lightly as he emerged from the room. The sleeves of his T shirt were tight around the hard muscles of his upper arms, and she made herself look at his hair before she got completely distracted.
Fresh from the shower, it was the ideal dampness for a haircut.

She reached her other hand toward him as he sat in the chair she had dragged into the bathroom, curled the fingers as she hesitated, and then threaded them into his damp hair, pressing her fingertips firmly to his scalp.

"Is that okay?"

When his eyelids drooped with pleasure and he nodded, she grew braver. She pushed her other hand from his jaw up to his temple and into his hairline.

"How is that?" she whispered.

"Good." The word rumbled out of him, deep, almost gravelly.

His hair was thick and cool between her fingers, smooth as silk, and before she realized what she was doing, she was massaging his scalp with slow, sweeping motions. And he was letting her. His eyes fell shut, and he leaned into her touch like he was soaking it up. His breaths came slow, easy. If she pressed her palm over his heart now, she would have bet everything that it was beating very fast.

She started cutting his hair with her scissors. She trimmed the back and sides and ended up in front of him.
Slowly she fell into a pattern, grab, cut and smoothing her fingers over his scalp before grabbing again.

With a last snip of the scissors, dark hair floated to the bathroom floor. She took a step back to assess her work, widening her focus to take in more than just his hair, and the transformation made her gasp. She had done much more better than she had expected and the result was wonderful.

"Do you like it?"

She asked as she pointed to the mirror and Xavier smiled.

"Honestly, it was way better than I expected. I was planning on getting a buzz cut if you gave me a terrible hair cut."

Xavier said while admiring his reflection and Amelia punched him lightly.

"Xavier! Just because I'm not good at cooking doesn't mean I don't give awesome haircuts."

"Well, now I know. Are you ready for your massage now?"

He asked with a twinkling dangerously seductive look in his eyes and Amelia felt her body warm under the heat of his gaze.

"As ready as I'll ever be."




He led her to the guest room. In the guest room was it's soft ambience and lit candles with gorgeous rose petals.

"All this for a massage?"

Amelia asked as Xavier handed her a towel.

"Yes, it is. Hope you don't mind taking off your clothes?"

He asked as he walked towards the vanity mirror to pick up the massage oil. He had his back turned long enough for Amelia to get out of her dress. Slowly folding her bra and her yellow sundress and leaving it on the edge of the bed as she climbed into the bed laying flat on her belly. She left the towel covering her bare ass.

There was soft music playing in the background as Xavier walked close to Amelia. He generously poured the massage oil on her back. Then, slowly he started moving his hands on the back of her neck, down to her shoulders to her arms. Gently his fingertip glided on her naked skin as it gave her goosebumps. Slowly, he began to massage deeper into her skin till his movements became sensuous and Amelia started moaning softly.

He moved to the middle her thighs that were not entirely covered by the tiny towel and continued to massage each thigh with deliberate sensuality and terrific finesse. He was so good with his hands and Amelia felt like she was in cloud nine.

"I'm taking off the towel now."

Xavier slowly whispered in her ear as he slowly took off the towel that was covering her buttocks. He started to massage the inside of her thigh, moving gracefully and dangerously close to her sex but never touching it.

Gently, he turned her on her back and Amelia instinctively covered her breasts with her arms.

Xavier shook his head as he slowly removed her arms away from them.

"You have beautiful breasts Amelia."

He took her hands and glazed her fingers across her nipples. They were so hard that they shocked Amelia.

"Touch yourself, Amelia. Feel how soft and beautiful you are."

Amelia took a deep breath and started kneading her own breasts. Xavier's hands travelled until it got to her panties. Using the top of his fingers, he carefully and meticulously pulled down her panties, all the way to her legs. The feel of his touch brushing against her skin was enough to make her moan and bite her bottom lip. He brought her hand down from her breast and circled it around her sex.

"Touch yourself Amelia. Touch yourself down there."  He huskily whispered into her ear as he gently bit her earlobe.

Amelia slowly slipped a finger inside herself. She was still gasping for pleasure while he rubbed her unattended breast and moved his other hand along the side of her sex. His fingers gently guided hers, not only was her fingers pleasuring herself, Xavier's too.

"Xavier!" Amelia called out in a plea as he increased the speed of his movements.

"Relax baby. Enjoy everything. Just let your body feel." He whispered again as he planted little kisses on her neck.

"Taste yourself Amelia."

He laid his wet finger across her lips, without haste, she opened up her lips and tasted herself.

After that, he continued to move his finger in and out of her sex as Amelia threw her head back and moaned loudly. She didn't know how he managed to do it, but he massaged her sex while his hungry mouth gently sucked and bit her nipple.

He massaged the walls of her sex and Amelia grabbed his hair. She raised his head from her nipples and kissed him passionately. Xavier deepened the kiss by exploring every inch of her mouth while his fingers were still in her.

It was too much. She couldn't take the heat of the pleasure and Amelia was getting ravenous. She felt like a feral animal as she grabbed Xavier and bit his lips harder when he hit her sweet spot.

She cried out as the orgasm hit her so hard that she thought she was dying.

Then she slowly opened her eyes and blinked as she found him staring at her.