. . Xavier was all over me in the hallway outside Ian’s place. Xavier couldn’t keep his hands off me. I was wearing brand new Blahnik’s and had been complaining about my toes hurting when we walked into the building. Xavier said he had a cure for my pain. Something to distract me. I was never one for sexual public displays, but there was something about his hand grabbing my whole left ass cheek in one tight grip that made me weak in every area of my body. I felt like I belonged to someone—like I belonged to him. I was giggling. Grinning. Blushing. “Calm down, baby,” I said, giggling into Xavier’s ear as he pushed me up against the wall beside Ian’s door. I licked his ear and knocked on the door lazily. “I can’t help myself, baby. You got me all tied to you. Can’t let you go,” Xavier said hungrily. “Well, you’re gonna have to let me go. If you don’t stop, there won’t be any of me left!” “I doubt that!” Xavier squeezed both of my ass cheeks with both hands and we laughed before kissing harder and nearly forgetting we were waiting outside Ian’s door.
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