Page 45 of Twisted
A few people come over near us, picking up plates to fill with dessert.With no warning, Xavier kisses me again, and if his hands weren’t around my waist, I would have fallen.Everything around me fades and spins at the same time.His kiss is electric yet drinks from my energy.I want—no need—more.
Sliding my hands up his chest, I hook my arms around his shoulders and press my hips against his.I can feel his cock, still flaccid, through his pants, and I’m already impressed with its size.Feeling like I’m suddenly unable to process a logical thought, my mind goes to imagining him on me, in me, and how fucking good it’s going to feel.
“Classic newlyweds,” someone says, voice pulling me back to the here and now.“Unable to save it for the bedroom.”
Breathless, I break away and remember that I’m in a crowded ballroom.Theo claps his brother on the back, laughing.
“Nice to see you two getting along,” he adds pointedly.
Stepping back, I feel blood rush to my cheeks both from being turned on and from the slight embarrassment of getting caught.If Xavier can tell I’min the moodthen so can Theo.
"I take it you handled the unwanted guests?”Xavier asks his brother, totally unbothered by the fact we just got called out for making out at a public event.
“They won’t be bothering us anymore,” Theo replies.
“What did you do to them?”I ask, gaze shifting from Theo to Xavier and back.
“Nothing you need to worry about,” Theo replies and I make a face.
“Seriously?You can’t leave me hanging.If you killed them, I have a right to know.They might be assholes, but they’re hunters.And I’m still a hunter.”
His brows furrow and he turns to Xavier.“You need to control this one.”
“She’s not easily controlled,” Xavier starts.“And I like that.”
Theo just shakes his head and goes off to talk to someone from the VC.I pick up a glass of champagne and go with Xavier to meet Kristina Davis.Right away, I can tell she’s jealous of me because she wants to fuck Xavier.I don’t blame her, because who wouldn’t want to have this beautiful man’s head between their thighs?
“It’s nice to meet you,” I tell her and shake her hand after Xavier introduces us.“My husband has told me how much he appreciates what you do for our family.”It’s so easy to roll with this it’s almost unnerving.
“Oh, of course.”She smiles.“I’m happy to help.”
“Your earrings are really pretty,” I say and her smile grows.“My mother had a pair just like that.She got them in Paris way back when I was just a kid.”
“Oh my gosh, I got these in France!Not Paris, but a little town nearby like ten years ago.”
“You’re making me want to go back.Mostly for the food.”
She laughs.“The food was to die for.”
“We have the cutest house on the outskirts of Paris.If you ever find yourself over there, reach out and let me know so I can give you the keys.”
“Seriously?”
“Why not?”I shrug and let out a small giggle.“It’s not like we’re using it.”
“That would be amazing!My sister and I were just talking about taking a girls’ trip to Europe.”
“We’ll have to exchange numbers,”I start, and then quickly shake my head.“I don’t have my phone on me, so I’ll get it from my husband.”
“Sounds good.It was so nice to meet you,” she presses.
“Yes,” I reply.“But please excuse me, I need to find a ladies’ room.”
“Right down that hall to the left.”
“Thanks.Enjoy the rest of your night.”
I keep my arms looped through Xavier’s as I walk away.“She’s very proud of the fact she’s working for your family,” I whisper to him.“She probably has drunkenly confessed to a few close friends that she’s done favors for you.So maybe a little dumb, but loyal.”
