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Xavier’s POV
I head up to the VIP section, pouring myself a glass of scotch as I glance around. Josh, meanwhile, is having his own fun, tangled up with two strippers on his lap. I turn my gaze down toward the dance floor, idly watching the writhing bodies below. After a while, I notice a woman looking up at me.
She’s wearing a blue glittery dress, matching heels, and her hair falls sleek and straight. She’s tall, model-like, undeniably beautiful—but I wouldn’t compare her to someone I met today. Why am I even thinking about that?
She starts dancing, her hips swaying seductively, eyes locked onto mine with a playful glint. I signal my bouncer to invite her up. Moments later, she’s making her way up the staircase, joining me on the L-shaped couch.
“Scotch?” I offer, once she’s settled.
“Sure.” She accepts with a sly smile.
I hand her a glass, raising mine to toast. She holds eye contact as she downs the drink in one go, a look of mischief flickering in her hazel eyes.
“Did you come alone?” I ask.
“No, I’m here with friends.",
Once we finish our drinks, I lead her to my private back room. The space is dimly lit and bathed in red, the walls lined with various devices and a rope hanging from the ceiling. In one corner, there’s a small cabinet stocked with liquor and drawers that hold more than just glasses.
“Get on the bed,” I say, my voice low. “And take off your clothes.”
She moves to the bed, peeling away her dress until she’s left in her panties. I walk over to the cabinet, taking out a pair of handcuffs. With a gentle but firm touch, I cuff her wrists to the headboard, spreading her legs wide.
As I shed my jacket, I trail a finger slowly along her thigh. She shivers under my touch, her breath coming faster. Her eyes burn with anticipation.
"I'm always drawn to things I shouldn't have." She says as she sucks her bottom lip into her mouth. I lean in teasingly grazing her lips. I look into her eyes and slowly trace the curve of her collarbone.
I lean towards her right boob which was an "a" cup and blow a breath on it, she holds her breath and moans. I've barely even touched her yet.
I move towards her left nipple and suck on it, I then remove her panties and start undressing myself as she stares at me releasing rushed and heavy breaths.
She moans when she seems my dick and her eyes become as wide as sawsers when she sees it .
I reach for a condom in the drawers and glide it on.
I hover over her positioning myself at her enterance and thrust hard into her, she screams an annoying screech of pleasure. Without giving her a chance to adjust to my size I thrust back out and back in.In seconds she clenches hard around me making me aware that she's about to cum, so I reach my hand inbetween us and rub circles on her clitoris as she violently squirms and pulls on her arms pulling the handcuffs causing bruising.
I too am about to reach my high so I hump faster and faster.
I spill my seeds into the condom and at the same time she's cuming for the second time. After I get off my high I get off of her and get the keys for the handcuffs and uncuff her.
I take off the condom and discard it in the small bin.
I pick up my clothes from the floor and put them on. When I'm done I reach into my pocket grab my wallet and hand her a bunch of notes, I hand them to her and she's shocked at the amount I've handed her but she smiles and takes it.
" Wanna do this again sometime Xavier?" she asks smiling and moving towards me about to put her arms around my shoulders but I shrug them off.
Ofcourse she knows my name probably from magazines and Television because ."No. Get yourself out of here and don't let me see you again. This was just sex nothing else".
I saw fear in her eyes as she cowered over to the door and stumbles out.I called one of my guys and told them to clean up the place. I leave for the company and head over to my penthouse.
When I get to my company I take my personal elevator to the top floor which is my penthouse.
Nauxrs Pov
"Beep, beep, beep..."
Groggily, I open my eyes and groan at the piercing sound of my alarm. My hand fumbles around to find my phone, searching blindly until I finally manage to silence the screeching.
"Does it have to be morning already?" I mumble to myself, reluctantly sitting up. I take a deep breath, stretching my legs and arms in an attempt to shake off the sleepiness. Today’s important—my first day at work. I can’t afford to be late.
I stumble toward the bathroom and grab my toothbrush, squeezing a dollop of toothpaste onto the bristles. As I brush my teeth, I glance up at my reflection in the cracked mirror. My own face stares back, tired yet determined. I give myself a small, reassuring smile.
“You’ll be great today,” I murmur. “You’ll work hard. You’ll do it for Dad.”
After finishing, I step into the shower, letting the warm water wash over me. The familiar scent of cocoa from my shampoo fills the air, grounding me. I close my eyes, allowing myself a brief moment of calm.
Once I'm done, I slip into a robe, towel-dry my hair, and head over to my wardrobe. I pick out a pair of sleek black heels, navy blue trousers, and a crisp white button-down shirt. After putting my natural curls into a low bun, I glance at my reflection in the mirror, feeling a surge of confidence.
With my purse and phone in hand, I step out, locking my apartment door behind me. I flag down a cab, ready to face whatever the day has in store.
Hey wattys, my first smut scene. Expect more and better as the story progresses. Hope you enjoy reading it. Please vote and comment, but not bad ones, see you soon love you. ✌️
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Shadows Of Desire
RomansaIn a world tangled with unspoken desires and dangerous secrets, Xavier Reed and Nauxr Thompson orbit each other with a magnetic intensity they can barely contain. Though drawn together by a deep, undeniable connection, they're equally bound by the t...