Inferno desires

21

Nova's POV:

I drive Ayla home, before taking a taxi back to my place. I had so much fun tonight, but seeing Ayla cry pained me. As I get out of the car, I see Oli on my steps with his head down.

"Oli, what are you doing here?" I ask.

He then looks up at me, looking at me softly with his bright blue eyes.

"You look stunning," he says, looking me up and down.

I just roll my eyes. Oli was getting on my nerves right now. In the morning I had told him Xavier didn't feel comfortable having him in the house since he was going to be staying with me from now on.

Oliver didn't fight back, but actually seemed understanding of the situation, so why was he at my steps this late at night?

"What are you here?" I repeat.

"I didn't get to apologize to you for my actions last night. I shouldn't have said those things to you," he says. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me."

"I don't," I assure. "Just mind what you say. I understand that's your personality, and you say whatever  comes to mind, but sometimes you just need to shut up."

"I agree," he nods.

He then scans my body for a second time before slapping himself in the face.

"Idiot," I mumble, walking up towards him.

"Where did you go?" He asks.

"To this casino night thing. Me, and Ayla made around 7k from it."

"Oh that's a lot!"

"That's what I was saying, but Ayla would have to disagree," I laugh.

Oh sweet Ayla. I didn't realize she had feelings for me until today. Personally I think she's hot as fuck, and if I wasn't with Xavier, I'd most definitely go for her. I mean her bone structure is sickening, and her body. Ahh, my stomach is doing flips just thinking about her in that dress. Also she is so sweet to me. Whenever she calls me Princess, I feel giddy.

"Anyways goodnight Oli," I say, patting his hair as I walk up the steps.

"Goodnight mouse," he says warmly.

I then enter my house, and lock the door. Xavier was holding onto Maya, humming a lullaby quietly as he looked at her softly.

He was so kind, and caring with Maya. He never yells at her, never makes her feel unsafe. He is everything I wished Ryder was. I wished Ryder was a better father, so Xavier stepping up to the plate really melts my heart.

"I love you mija," he says hushly, before kissing her forehead, and carrying her off the couch, and to her room. Moments later he comes out, and his eyes meet with mine.

"Hey mama," he smirks.

He looks at me, and his eyes trace along my body. He walks in front of me, running his hands alongside my hips, then up to my waist. He then holds my face in his hands before kissing me softly on my lips.

"Words can't describe how beautiful you are," he says.

I feel my face getting hot. This man makes me want to go feral! Like fuckin hell he is so hot. His grey eyes are never dull when he looks at me. They're always filled with excitement, and love. His rich, brown hair flowed perfectly against his strong features.

I have never felt a love so strong for someone before. I mean I 'loved' Ryder, but I never really 'Loved' him. I would honestly die for Xavier. I know that sounds crazy, but that's how I honestly feel. He's become so important to me, and in such a quick time that I often feel scared about how I feel for him.

I now crave his presence, his touch. I just need him.

"And words can't describe how much I love you," I say, running my hands through his hair.

His eyes twinkle brightly. He then takes my hand, and walks into our bedroom, closing the door, and looking at me intently.

"You know the things you say drive me crazy," he says, moving behind to help unzip my dress.

"Hmm," I hum, feeling my body tense, as Xavier's hands run up my back before taking my dress's straps, and pushing them down along my arms.

I then feel the dress fall to the floor. I step out of it which causes separation between me, and Xavier. Suddenly I feel strong hands pulling my backwards.

My bare back then finds itself along a warm body. Xavier's warm body. His chiseled abs were not just for show. They were hard. I then feel something else against my ass which causes me to gasp slightly.

"You're not busy tonight, right?" He asks playfully, kissing my neck, and shoulder.

"I'm free," I barely manage to say, feeling himself press harder against me.

"Good," he says, tracing my hips with his fingers.

He then turns me around by my waist, his hands gripping onto me strongly. His scent was intoxicating, making my mind run laps as I place my hands upon his shoulders, pulling him in close so I could taste his lips.

Our lips move rhythmically together. His lips were so soft, so fuckin soft. While his hands were rough, and sturdy, his lips were soft, and delicate. Gosh, I love when he kisses me.

He then placed me upon the bed, kissing me passionately as my hands navigate his strong chest, and beautifully carved abs.

As he's kissing me, his hands are searching the drawers beside us.

"What are you looking for?" I ask. The condoms were sitting on top of the night table.

"You don't have any toys mama," he says, shaking his head in disappointment. "Well I guess I gotta make do with what I have," he then grins, taking the handcuffs out of the drawer, and raising my hands above my head.

He effortlessly placed the cuffs on my wrist, tying me to my own bed. Surprisingly I felt comfortable with them around me. They weren't to tight, but they definitely weren't to loose.

"You wanna play a game mama?" He asks. His trails of kisses on my neck sending shocks down my body.

"What type of game?" I ask, breathlessly.

His eyes run up, and down my naked body. They linger on every curve, before looking up to my eyes with lust drilled in his.

"A game where I fuck you so hard," he takes a deep breath, chuckling his raspy laugh to himself before looking back at me. "That you'll be screaming for mercy."
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