Healing hearts

Chapter twenty four

Cassie's pov

The next day was Friday, and I went to work,  to finish up my project. Before I left, I got a lingering kiss from my sexy husband, who was working from home that day. I was excited for what he had planned for our night together, though I was a little bit nervous. But I trusted Xander, and I knew it would be okay.

The construction for the hotel we were building with Xander's company had started, and we spent the first half of the day in a meeting. He had sent someone else to represent his company, and it made me realize how little I knew about his work and his company. I decided that had to change.

I was in my office, feeling excited for tonight, when my brother knocked and came in. I was still mad at him for what he had done to Xander and me. "Hey," he said.

I ignored him, continuing to work. "What do you want?" I asked, not looking up.

"Cass, I'm so sorry," he said. "I really mean it. Please forgive me."

I sighed. "It's not me you should apologize to," I said. "It's Xander.

"No," he said. "Don't go there. I apologized to you because you're my sister, and I love you. But don't tell me to apologize to him. I won't."

I shook my head, feeling disappointed at him.

"Can I ask you something?" I said. "Why do you hate Xander so much?"

"What kind of question is that?" he said, raising his voice. "After what he did to you, he's lucky I haven't killed him yet."

"No, it's not just about what happened," I said. "You hated him way before that. You hated him since high school. Why is that?"

He looked away, as if deep in thought. "It's nothing alright, I just don't trust him and have a bad feeling about him". he said, but I could tell he was lying. There was something deeper.

"Look," he said. "I came here to apologize, okay? And please don't be mad at Noah. It was my idea. Please don't hate him."

I nodded, and he left my office.

I was really curious about what had happened between my brother and Xander. But I shook the thought away and focused on the night ahead of me. It was a huge night, and I was both nervous and excited.

When it got late, I packed up my things and headed home.

As I got closer to the door, my nerves grew. I was full of expectation, wondering what was in store for me. I got out of the car and walked into the house. It was dark, and I felt a little scared. I called out for Xander, but there was no answer. I was starting to feel a bit worried when suddenly he jumped out from behind , scaring me half to death. I screamed, and the jerk started laughing.

"You jerk," I said, playfully punching him on the arm. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"You look fine to me," he said, still laughing.

That comment got on my nerves a bit. "Oh really?" I said, narrowing my eyes. "Just wait until I get my hands on you!"

He grinned and ran up the stairs to our bedroom. I smiled this was the Xander I missed, my best friend whom I would always kid around with. I chased after him, trying to catch him. When I got to the bedroom, I was in for a surprise.

The whole place was decorated so beautifully. There was a dinner table set up in one corner, with a delicious-looking meal. The bed was covered with rose petals, scented candles, and other beautiful decorations. I was almost in tears at how beautiful it was.

"You jerk," I said, softly . I was touched by the effort he had put into this and he smiled.

"Only the best for my angel," he said, taking my hand and kissing it.

I smiled. "Thank you," I said.

"Go and freshen up," he said. "I'll be here waiting for you."

I went to the bathroom to clean up and get ready for dinner. When I came back out, I was met with a delicious meal and a handsome man waiting for me. We had a wonderful dinner together, talking and laughing the whole time.

"Alex is staying with my mom tonight," he said. "I thought we could use some privacy."

I pouted. I was going to miss my baby.

We continued chatting through dinner, and after we were done, he kissed my hand like a gentleman. "You're so pretty," he said, looking into my eyes. I blushed, feeling a rush of emotion.

I was tired of waiting anymore I wanted him so bad  I kissed him hard and he responded and I was tired of waiting anymore I wanted him so I kissed him hard and he responded .

He took off my robe and I was left in my underwear. He carried me to the bed and took off his shirt. He nibbled on my neck and took off my bra.

" You are so beautiful", he said passionately gazing at my breast "you are mine".

Something about his possessiveness turned me on. He then started sucking on my nipples and I moaned loudly and he nibbled on both nipples and it felt so good .

He took off my panties and he touched me gently down there and it felt so good. All this kissing me and kissing my neck. He then went down and his mouth came in contact with my wetness while his hands worked in my boobs.

I screamed in so much pleasure till I came down from my high. He then took off his pants and revealed his bulging hardness. It was so big and it scared me a bit .

Seeing it gave me a disturbing memory from that night and I became nervous and started shaking and he noticed.

"Calm down ,please "he said softly.

"I am fine, please be gentle"  I said still visibly shaking.

"It is going to be fine but if you are not ready we can stop" he said. I shook my head no.

"I want this", I said firmly and he nodded

"Just relax okay"he said softly , "I will take care of you ".

He kissed me and played with my breast and I could feel his hardness entering me slowly and soon it filled me up and it hurt a bit .

I held my breath to take it in. " Are you okay?" He asked and I  nodded and then he started moving slowly and soon I experienced pleasure like no other and asked him to keep on going. He kept thrusting into me till I came and he followed. He collapsed on me breathing heavily.

" That was amazing "I said and he smiled.

I looked at him and kissed him and he did back. I broke the kiss. " I want more" I whispered shyly and. He smiled and thrusted back into me.

We made love till the early hours of the morning replacing my earlier bad memories of sex to great and new memory of lovemaking.