Stella
Two men were currently standing in the middle of the apartment hallway, glaring at each other as I was getting the last few things.
Two men that absolutely despise each other at this current moment in time.
Xavier was looking at Elijah like he wanted to kill him.
Elijah was looking at Xavier like he wanted to kill him.
Eventually, I had enough.
"For fucks sake! Can you guys at least pretend to be civil with each other when I'm around?!"
Xavier lets out a noise that sounds very much like a growl, and I'd fall to my knees immediately if it wasn't for the fact my brother was right there.
"I already told you. You leave now and no harm will be done."
What?
"And I already told you I'm not planning on leaving. So, you need to learn to deal with the fact that I'm fucking your sister into oblivion almost every night."
Oh, sweet baby Jesus.
He doesn't have a filter.
I let out a gasp as blush creeps up my cheeks and I look at Xavier. "Can we please not talk about how sexually active I am when my brother is right there?"
Xavier shrugs and continues glaring at Elijah. Fuck. If looks could kill...
Elijah scoffs. "That doesn't surprise me. What, you going to tell me that you fucked her with a gun to her head and threatened to kill her if she even so mutters a word about how dangerous you actually are? I fucking told you, Xavier. I told you just a few hours ago that you cannot be held responsible for my sister. You'll kill her."
Okay so, I don't know how he found out about the gun and Xavier fucking me with it but he did. What the fuck?
"As a matter-of-fact... I did actually fuck her with a gun pressed to her head. And you wanna know something?" Xavier steps closer to him. "She enjoyed every single second of it." He smirks at Elijah and he looks like he's about to burst.
Shit.
"Woah! Okay! How about Elijah will leave and me and Xavier can start putting my bags into his car? Yeah? Sounds great! Bye!" I pretend to grin while I push Elijah out of the door and shut the door right onto his face. I let out a breath and look at Xavier. "You really don't know how to control that mouth do you?"
Shit. Wrong choice of words.
"Oh, baby. You have no idea." He walks up to me, kissing me almost feverishly.
It feels like my whole body is on fire as the warmth of the kiss spreads through my whole body down to my pussy, down to my toes.
He starts pressing slow kisses to my neck, and then my jaw before going back up to kiss me, slowly. I part my lips slightly allowing him to explore my mouth with his tongue as he grips my waist, a moan escaping my throat.
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