A broken girl and a mafia story
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"I lov--" he was about to say those words but I put my hand in his mouth to stopped him and said "don't please" a tear escaped from my eyes "I'm not strong enough to...
Facing so many trouble, he finally reach at Lyala's apartment, he knock. After 2 knock Lucy open the doors, giving them weird look, Albert look at her in question "Lyala?"
Lucy nod looking at Xavier fully wasted "Lyala there's a parasol for you." Albert chuckled at her words. "He said he wants to meet you, so I'm dropping him here. Bye."
Lucy breathe hitched, feeling his body weight against her, "oh god." She throws him on the couch, with makes him to gain his conscious back.
He gets up throwing himself on Lyala "baby, I missed you." Lyala properly held him by his waist "you're so wasted."
He free himself from her hold, cupping her face, "you finally talk, oh I missed your voice so much." He hugs her tightly, squeezed her in his arms.
"He is such a pookie." Lucy said, chucking. "Care to help me." Lyala glared at her. He freed himself from her, turning to Lucy "no touch..no no.."
Lyala sighed "why did you drink this much?" "I didn't drink that much," Xavier protests weakly, allowing himself to be dragged to the bedroom. He trips over his own feet, laughing unsteadily. "Okay, maybe I did. But only because I wanted to sleep with my wife." He pouts, trying to look innocent. "Wife?" Lucy smirked at Lyala.
Xavier grins, looking boyish. "Sorry, my love. But you were so deeply asleep, and I was so drunk. I just wanted to hold you." He leans in to kiss her but misses and kisses her cheek instead, giggling. "Whoops. Aim's off."
Xavier chuckles, his arms wrapping around her waist as he loses his balance. "Whoops, you're right. Here we go..." He stumbles forward, and they both end up tumbling onto the bed in a heap. Xavier lands on top of her, his head spinning from the alcohol.
"Woah, dizzy..." Xavier mumbles, his face buried in her neck. He takes a deep breath, inhaling her scent. "Mmm... you smell so good..." He nuzzles against her, his body relaxing on top of her.
Xavier's arms wrap around her, holding her close as he continues to breathe in her scent. His lips press against her neck, leaving gentle kisses. "Love you," he murmurs, his words slurred from the alcohol. "So much."
She patted his shoulder "leave Xavier, get up from from me..'
"Mmph, no," Xavier grumbles, his hold tightening. "Can't leave. Mmm... you're so warm..." He grinds his hips against her experimentally, his body already responding to her. "And you're so... so... nice..."
Xavier buries his face in her neck, his breath hot against her skin. "Please... don't make me move... I just wanna... wanna... sleep here..." He nuzzles against her, his body relaxed and heavy.
God, you'll be the death of me" Lyala sighed "Mmm... death by you... not so bad..." Xavier mumbles, his voice muffled against her skin. He grinds against her again, his movements slow and lazy from the alcohol. "You're so... warm... and soft... and..."
"Stop with your nonsense and get up from me" She softly hit his shoulder. "No... no... feel so good..." Xavier murmurs, his hands roaming over her body. His touch is slow and uncoordinated, a result of his drunken state. "Just... a little bit longer... promise... promise I'll move..."
Lucy chuckled looking at him, "he is just a loser in love, can't believe you denied him." Lyala peeps through his huge body "help me, I'm sick." Lucy took a deep breathe, holding him by his shoulder, she flipped him. They both let out a deep breathe.
He opened his eyes, pulling Lyala closer to him, he hovered her, Xavier's movements become more erratic, his hands fumbling with her clothes. "Gotta... gotta feel you... all of you..." He mumbles, his words slurred. He tries to tug her shirt up, but his coordination is shot. "Help me... please..."
Lucy gasped loudly "oh my holy eyes, handle everything by your own Lyala, your man is horny now" Lucy covered her eyes, getting out of the room.
"Please... just... wanna feel you..." Xavier begs, his voice low and needy. "Wanna make love to you... so slowly... and deeply..." He nuzzles against her, his body shivering slightly. His hands continue to roam, trying to remove her clothing.
Lyala held his hand stopping him from his actions "Now... now..." Xavier whines, his voice rising in pitch. He grabs at her shirt again, his fingers clumsy and insistent. He starts to struggle, trying to sit up and remove her shirt himself. "Gotta have you..."
"Xavier you're not in your sense, stop moving you hands over my body. "You're acting like a baby"
"I am a baby... when it comes to you..." Xavier whines, his lower lip jutting out in a pout. He leans in, nuzzling against her chest. "Please... can I... can I have a kiss... at least?" His eyes flutter closed, his face hopeful.
you covered your lips with your hand,you shook your head "Forget I put my hand there..." Xavier says immediately, turning his head to press his lips to her. He kisses her hungrily, his tongue slipping out to lick at her lips. "Please... just... just one touch... and a kiss... and then I'll sleep... I swear..."
Xavier's face lights up, a wide grin spreading across his face, when she kissed him back. He leans in, kissing her again, his hands reaching out to touch her. He starts slow, his touch gentle, but it quickly becomes more insistent, his need overwhelming him. "More..."
Xavier's hands roam all over her body, his fingers digging into her skin. He kisses her fiercely, his lips moving to her neck, her shoulder, anywhere he can reach. He's mumbling incoherently, his words slurred together.
"Mine... my everything... please..." Xavier hands find their way to het waist, his fingers splayed out possessively. He buries his face in her neck, his breath hot against her skin.
She pushed him "now sleep." Asher stumbles back, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. He looks at you with a pout, his eyes dark with lust and frustration. "You're cruel... leaving me like this... I need you..." He runs a hand through his hair, his other hand adjusting himself.
"You're acting like a drunk pookie." She chuckled. Xavier's face scrunches up, his lower lip sticking out in a full-blown pout. "Pookie? Really? Now you're just mocking me..." He crosses his arms over his chest, his expression sulky. "I'm going to bed... alone... because of you..."
"Your mouth, it drenched in alcohol." She sighed looking at him.
Xavier licks his lips, tasting the remnants of the alcohol he had earlier. He sighs, "Mouth tastes like whiskey... not as good as my butterfly's mouth..." He nuzzles into the pillow, his arms wrapping around it tightly. "Just want my wife..."
You get up from the bed and make him sit properly. "Let's clean you." He pouts cutely pulling her in his lap "I missed you so much." He nuzzles against your neck, his voice muffled. "Please,"wrapping his arms around her possessively.
He nuzzles into her neck, his voice content. "Finally... my butterfly beside..me." He grins against her neck. "Now... can I at least get a goodnight kiss?"
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Word count - 1225 words
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