The Uncle’s Contract bride

Chapter Three

Valerie came out from the bathroom after a cold and relaxing shower, a chuckle broke out from her lips as she remembered her encounter with Xavier, she knew nothing was going to happen but she still took her chances .

She heard a knock on the door and checked the time, it was past mid-night and she didn’t order room service and she was expecting anyone.

Unless ………

She quickly applied her lip balm and messed her hair and allowed the bathrobe to slip on her shoulder showing a bit of her breast. She opened the door and right in front of her was Xavier Cross his eyes a bit red and the way he looked at her, sent shivers down her spine in a good way of course, she noticed his hand had a bit of rash. She opened her mouth to ask what happened to him.

“Touch me” he rasped out.

Valerie stared at him a bit confused but a teasing smile played on her lips, “Touch you? Where?” her gaze met his and his eyes ran through her figure and landed on her chest area, “Everywhere.”

That gave Valerie the go ahead she needed, she grabbed him by his suit jacket stood on her tiptoe and kissed him, a moan broke out her lips when his tongue touched hers, his hand immediately wrapped around her waist and he squeeze.

He entered inside the room and closed the door, grabbed her by her thigh lifting her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arm on his shoulder as she went back to kissing him, his hands immediately found her bare skin his breath hitched a bit, her bathrobe began to unravel it self.

When her hand touched his face he froze a bit but continue to kiss her like she was the most delicious desert he ever tasted.

He pulled her robe off and threw it somewhere and grabbed her ass, Valerie moaned softly at the feeling but when he started sucking softly on her throat and neck, the sensation made her back arch and little moans escaped her lips.

“Mr Cross, it’s not fun if I’m the only one naked.” Xavier’s two colored eyes looked hooded like he could swallow her any moment.

‘Well look at you’ she mused in her head.

He dropped her on the bed and began to strip maintaining eye contact with her, she could understand the appeal people get going for the Magic Mike show.

Valerie felt her face heat up and down there getting wetter, she watched as his clothes came off like a birthday present.

She swallowed hard when she saw his muscles, he had a swimmer built type of muscles, small waist and big upper body a very sexy one.

When she looked down towards trouser that was about to come off she gasped a little, his bugle looked like it wanted to burst from his confinement, she was already rethinking her life choices when they both came off .

She understood how the Buddha and monk felt when they reached enlightenment.

She was face to face with an anaconda, that had a ring on its head.

A prince albert.

She could see her future tombstone written by her dear best friend, ‘Here lies Valerie Woods who died from getting impaled by Xavier Cross in the v****a’

Fuck, she covered her face as her p***y clench in anticipation.

Betrayer.

She could feel Xavier staring at her but she didn’t care she needed a minute to get herself. She raised her head and her brain short- circuit as she laid eyes on him.