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"Because you my kitten-" he paused. Holding my hand he rubbing his thumb on my back of the hand making my heart beat fasten. My cheeks red as the restaurant was still full of customers. But my mind was anticipated for his answer. Raising my hand up till his face he kissed my hand making me feel hot by his small gesture.

I looked up at him with my cheeks red. My throat dried looking at the darkness in his eyes. And then he said.

"You are my favorite book, to read"

I let out a shaky breath, trying to control my hammering heart as I heard him. He never missed a chance to leave me speechless.

But before I could get the chance to talk further, the waiter appeared with our order. He quietly placed the food down and walked away.

That was quick.

Xavier seemed distracted by the food as he started to serve us. He placed a large amount of seafood salad on my plate and then served himself. I bit my lip at the sudden silence between us, but to my surprise, it wasn't uncomfortable. He had a small smile on his face, which I mirrored.

"Want some?" he asked after a few minutes of silence. I nodded my head, my eyes fixed on his food. It looked delicious, though. He handed me the plate he was eating from, and I took a few spoonfuls. He sat there silently until I was done with his food.

Yes, I didn't share mine.

I don't share food!

He returned his plate once I was done, with a crimson face. I had almost eaten half of it. But to my surprise, he didn't say anything other than taking it back. He started to eat. I bit my lips once I was done. Automatically, I wasn't able to eat all of my food. But I was satisfied with what I had. Watching the amount of food left on my plate, he commented.

"Eat all of it, kitten. You have very low stamina."

I looked at him, only to see him focusing on his plate, but there was a light smirk on his face. I made a confused face, but then shrugged.

"Why do I need to have high stamina? It's not like I have to run a race..."

I said and looked around to see the almost empty restaurant now. All of a sudden, I felt his gaze on me. He was looking at me with a straight face, but his eyes suddenly turned darker.

"You do have a race to run, but it's not on the ground; it's somewhere else.

He said, looking directly into my eyes. His sentence didn't sound as innocent as those words were. The dark gaze made me shy. I nervously licked my lips and looked away without saying anything. He smirked a little at me and then concentrated on his food.

We had our leftover dinner in silence afterward. Once we were done, he got up first and pulled his hand out. Holding it, I stood up. Holding my hand, we walked out after paying.

"Do you like the food?"

Food is my weakness.

Opening the door for me, he let me in and shut the door afterward. He got himself in the driver's seat. Starting the car, he looked ahead while I was looking out the window. It was a dark night, a little cloudy. While driving, he took my hand in his, entwining our fingers as he drove slowly.

I was lost in my own thoughts when I felt him press the brake. I looked at him, only to see him leaning toward me. I looked ahead on the road to see that we were alone.

In a swift move, he pulled me onto his lap, and I let out a gasp. I held his forearm to support my body, but before I could understand anything, I felt his lips on mine.

Because of the pressure, I was pushed back, and my back hit the horn. His lips were on mine, sucking all the moisture while the horn kept on blowing. On the silent road, we were kissing while the horn was blowing at its fullest.

But did we mind?

No! Not at all.

Instead, he started pressing himself against me, invading my mouth with his tongue and exploring every corner. In the midst of it, I felt his hand unbuttoning my shirt.

Before I could comprehend what was happening, he began fondling my breasts with one hand. A throaty moan escaped my lips in response. I was losing myself in his kiss when he intensified it. Realizing the situation and location, I grabbed his hand and tried to push him away.

However, he didn't relent. I pulled away from him, panting, and whispered, "Xavier... stop!" He understood and stopped after sometime nibbling on my lips, but his hand remained on my breast. I leaned against his shoulder, trying to catch my breath, while he sat there, rubbing my back.

The sudden kiss drained all my energy.

"That's why I told you, you need much more energy," he murmured, and I suddenly went stiff. I connected the dots, and my face flushed. My mouth opened ajar, and my heartbeat skipped a beat.

I quickly got off his lap and sat in my seat. I suddenly felt hot as my mind remembered the intense kiss we just shared. A small smile pulled on my lips at our shameless act. I don't know when we reached home, but as soon as I felt we stopped, I quickly jumped out of the car. But before I could run away, I felt him grasping my wrist in his hold. Pulling me in, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear,

"The salad you had was a tasty one."

As he said that, I looked at him only to see him wiping his lips, which had a tint of lipstick on them. My cheeks turned even redder, while a smile came to my lips. Wiggling my hand from his hold, I walked in.

He has been teasing me a lot lately!

I quickly went to our floor. The hall was silent when I walked in. Getting inside the room, I quickly went into the bathroom to change. A small smile was permanently on my lips.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. My cheeks were red, lipstick was wiped off, and my hair was messy. My eyes went to my lips, which were swollen like in the morning. Looking at my lips, my mind replayed our moment.

A sudden desire to touch his dark pink lips erupted in me. My mind suddenly clouded with the image of him kissing me. As I looked at myself more, I saw an image of us, his hand on my neck while he kissed the life out of me.

I came out of my thoughts when I heard the door closing sound. My cheeks turned crimson, and my heart skipped a beat, realizing what I was thinking. Shaking my head, I stripped off my clothes and stood in front of the closet.

My breasts were hurting, and even my nipples were sore. I was probably approaching my period. My periods are a little too much for me and my body, which is why I never have them on time. They are always irregular.

I searched for something soft and comfortable to wear, and my eyes landed on a small piece of cloth that I had ignored until now. Touching that piece of cloth, I almost moaned at its softness. I hesitantly picked it up and stared at the nightdress.

I was definitely on my period by now. I mean, if not, I wouldn't be thinking of wearing that tiny piece. I definitely wouldn't be imagining his reaction! But here I was.

My mind took me to different scenarios, but I shook off those thoughts.

What's happening to me?

I was about to put it back, but a part of me screamed to put it on. I desperately wanted to see his reaction, I desperately wanted to wear this soft silk tonight I bit my lip, and not even a minute later, I was in that dress. I looked at myself in the mirror, and a blush coated my cheeks.

He is going to see me like this. I quickly put on the robe, and now it's a little better. A giggle escaped my mouth as I felt excited and suddenly confident to go in front of him. With hesitant steps, I walked out.

I expected him to be in the room shirtless, going through some files. My eyes lingered on his well scripture body only to be ignored. Rolling my eyes at him, I took a deep breath and walked out. I pretended to ignore him as I entered the room and sat in front of my vanity. I grabbed my night moisturizer and took off my robe. My heart started to beat faster, and my throat went dry. I looked at myself in the mirror and then, for a second, glanced at him. I shivered as I saw him looking at me with his glasses on. I took another deep breath.

Those glasses!

Licking my lips, I looked away, suddenly feeling hot. The confidence I had earlier started to crumble. I hurriedly finished my work and was about to leave when I felt his presence. My breath hitched as I felt his hand wrap around my waist, and his face made its way to my neck.

He pressed his body against mine, and I felt his breath near my sensitive neck. Pressing a kiss on my shoulder, he looked up. We made eye contact in the mirror, and I saw his eyes visibly darken.

"Are you going to sleep like this today?" he asked in surprise, his dark eyes directed towards me. It made me shiver. His voice was low and throaty. I felt the vibration of his Adam's apple on my body as he spoke. I suddenly started to feel nervous.

This wasn't a good idea!

I already know that.

I barely nodded my head, not trusting my voice, when he buried his face inside my neck and said,

"Just a little warning, Kitten. I might tear this piece of cloth later tonight and have my way with you because my self-control is getting highly fucked up right now!"

He said it in my neck, as if it wasn't something that should make me melt like water.As it wasn't something which made a shiver run down my spine. As if it wasn't meant to tell me that I made a mistake and would have to pay for it soon.

"X-Xavier... Ahhh," I managed to say after gulping, when I was suddenly turned around and his finger wrapped around my neck, slightly choking me, while his lips were already on mine.

He pushed me back, kissing me hard until my back was against the wall. He caged me in between, kissing me for the nth time today, yet it had the same hunger and passion as the first time.

My hand automatically went to his hair, pulling it to try to control him, but to my dismay, he became even rougher.

"Ah, Xavi," I moaned when I felt his other hand groping my sore breast. My moan was swallowed by him as he literally ate on my lips. Getting his tongue inside, he sucked all over my lips and tasted my mouth. In between the kiss, I felt myself in the air.

"Ummm," I tried moaning again because of the high sensation but was cut off by his teeth, which were now nibbling on my lower lip. My hand slid down to his shoulder while my legs wrapped around his waist.

He pressed our chests together, making my breasts almost spill out. I dug my nails into his bare back when he left my lips and attacked my neck. Nibbling on the very area he kissed, he made me feel something very different. I clenched my thighs together with him in between my legs, feeling an electrical sensation in my lower region. A lot of butterflies erupted, and I closed my eyes, feeling all of them at once.

He licked my neck like a hungry animal and feasted on it by biting and sucking. My heart was beating fast, and I was losing all control over myself. I loosened up in his hold. I don't know when my back hit the bed or when we settled on the bed. I only came to my senses when he stopped eating my skin at a particular area and looked into my eyes.

I was panting hard, feeling tired all over. A lazy smile pulled over my lips, along with my crimson cheeks.

"You are making it hard for me, kitten... Why this today?" he asked, nuzzling on my cheeks. My mind was blank with all the activities we did. Hearing him, I opened my eyes only to be greeted by a darker shade of eyes that were promising something. Something I was ready for, but something I wanted soon.

"My breast hurts..."

I muurmured, still breathless,he pulled back, hearing me, and sat back.

"Breast? Why?"

"I don't know..." I lied. I know it's nothing, but I am not comfortable sharing about my periods with others, I said, looking away.

"Hmmm," he hummed and got up. Sitting on the bed, he pulled me to him. My back touched his front, and his back touched the bedrest. I was confused by his actions, and to confront what he was doing, I looked back at him.

His jaw was still clenched, and his eyes were dark. He looked the same as a few minutes ago, but the only change was that now his eyes showed worry and care. His eyes were directly looking at my breasts, which made me shy, but the emotions in his eyes were nothing but pure.

"Do you trust me?" he asked out of the blue. I tilted my head toward him and saw him looking at me. This wasn't even a question, and I don't know why he was asking this. Looking directly into his eyes, I answered.

"Do I still have to answer it?"

Hearing me, he chuckled and shook his head. Pressing a kiss on my temple, I was still looking at him when I felt his hand on my breast. My breath hitched when he made eye contact with me while his hand gently groped it. It was getting harder for me to even keep my eyes open when he took my now erect nipple between his fingers and gently rolled it.

"Ummmm," a low moan escaped my lips. It was all new for me, but still, it was too good to ignore. My body, which was stiff by now, started to loosen up. My mouth went open when he put a little pressure on my nipple, just enough to give me pleasure, to prolong the pleasurable feeling and make me squirm in his hold. I became impatient and started to wiggle, and then he left my nipple, which made my toes curl at the feeling. Shivers ran down my spine when he started to press butterfly kisses on my neck while massaging my boob.

That moment gave me a lot of relief that I don't remember when I closed my eyes. The last thing I remember before drifting off was him pressing a tender kiss on my temple, and his hand now giving a slow massage.
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Next Morning

"Ahh," I moaned in pain as I touched the marks he gave me last night. I looked at myself in the mirror only to notice a lot of hickeys on my neck, trailing down to my chest.

I felt angry yet shy towards him. He gave me some freaking hickeys, and that too on my neck. How am I supposed to wear my dress now?

Remembering the night, my mind went to the erotic yet relaxing massage. My breasts feel a lot better now. Thanks to him.

Covering a few of the hickeys that can be hidden, I mentally cursed at him. As I cursed him, my mind wandered to him, who hadn't shown his face to me today yet.

It's 9 o'clock in the morning, and I don't know where my husband is.

Getting dressed, I walked out only to see a book placed on the bed with a little letter.

With a confused face, I picked it up.

Picking up the little note, I read it-

Hey! It's Sophie.
Thats the book you really need.
Read it alone, or may be with
Mr. Handsome. ;-)
I'll be aunt soon then.

Will wait for your response♡

As I finished the Little letter my face turned red. I pursed my lips as I picked up the book. After reading her chapter, I am sure this book isn't what the cover suggests.

God! It was pink with handcuffs on it!

After thinking for a few seconds about whether to read it or not, I followed my heart, which was excited and curious to know what's inside.

The first page I opened was the dedication page, and I read it. That was the exact moment I knew I was holding something not so holy.

It read, "To all those wives who are yet to discover the grey side of marital bliss."

As soon as I read that, a gasp escaped my mouth, and at that exact moment, the door opened. There stood my husband with a disheveled look, but it wasn't the time to admire him. I needed to hide this book. I quickly turned around, but only to be stopped after hearing his voice.

"What are you hiding, Kitten?"

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How are you all?

Hope you all good.

How was the little romance?

Okay, the dedicated I put. It's not from any book but it's Kind of what I thought for "ALEXANDER'S WIFE" decided against it. But I thought why not put it here.

Do you think Xavier will catch her with the book?

I am feeling Iris relatable now!

I want Xavier yr! Thar period part was personal. Like it's a personal desire for me. Unfortunately I got non to do that..

I love Sophie ❤️

Our Iris baby is getting brave.

Men with glasses >>3

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Thought about Iris?

Thought about Xavier.?

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