Xander’s Girl

Chapter three

He stood with a smirk on his face, what did he think he is doing, I rushed toward him.

“What the hell are you doing here, Patrick could be here any second” I gritted through my teeth, I wanted to yell at him.

But being so close to him, I was always vulnerable and he knew that, he used that to his advantage when he pulled me closer to him, his hand wrapped around me and when I tried to move, he didn’t let me.

“Your husband is out of the house, he was so eager to take my car testing, and he won’t be back.” Xander whispered and my eyes widened.

Patrick always has a weakness for sport cars.

“Let go of me Xander.” I whispered.

“I always like it when you fight me Camille.” He whispered, he leaned in and he brushed his lips against my ears, it felt like it was happening all over again.

My eyes filled with tears when he pulled away and his eyes met mine, it was filled with the same passion.

“How about we finish what we started, you and I have a long conversation overdue but right now, all I can think about is ripping that gown off you.”

“Don’t.” I whispered, my voice so weak, when he smiled, he moved his hand softly up and hand and his eyes met mine.

“Are you worried your little husband will find out about this secret of yours, are you worried he will find out about us.”

“There is no us Xander.” I gritted through my teeth

“You say one thing and your body says otherwise.” Xander said, his eyes were on mine, his tone was husky and his body language was intense.

All I could think of was push him but my body said otherwise.

When I felt his hand move toward my slit again, I could see flashes of last night, his hand brushed against my c**t, this time running through it softly before he pushed it away with a flick of a finger.

“Does he make you feel like this, has he ever made you feel this wet.” Xander asked, I didn’t respond.

Until I felt him roughly thrust his finger inside of me and memories came rushing back to me.

“What game are you playing Xander.”

“Nothing Cami, you say I should leave and here you are moving your hips against my finger.” He whispered, he brushed his lips against mine. “That Patrick of yours can never make you feel this way.”

Hearing him say my husband’s name is the wake up call I needed to muster energy and pull him away from me.

“No.” I whispered when my eyes met his, “my body may give in to you but I won’t, I don’t want you here Xander.”

“I can tell you trying to fight it, do you remember what I said to you six months ago before I left.” He asked and I shake my head.

I didn’t want to remember, I was about to cheat on Patrick, the man that will do anything for me.

“Leave, right now, my husband will be home soon and he will not want you to be in my bedroom.” I said, my tone was firm when his eyes met mine. “Don’t make me say it twice Xander, please.” I added.

Xander has always had a calm nature and I never understood why, the way he looked at me, the way he smiled, I can tell he knew me better than Patrick.

“I will leave but I want you to Meet me tomorrow at our usual spot and our usual time, if you don’t come- are you threatening me.” I said cutting him off when he smirked.

He moved closer to me and he leaned in, his hot breath lingering against my ears, when he whispered.

“I will never Camille, but I know you will come and don’t be a minute late, you know I hate tardiness.” Xander whispered, he pressed a kiss against my ear before he headed out of the room.

The whole room changed its demeanor once he left, I stepped into the shower, not caring what Patrick will think when he comes back to find out I left his guest all alone.

I spent over an hour in the bathroom, washing away all his body touch and yet when I thought about him, a part of me soaked with arousal, I thought about him for an hour until I had to stop, I need to focus on my husband.

“Patrick.” I whispered when I headed into the bedroom, to find him seated by the bed, I moved closer to him in my tiny towel and I sat beside him. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m not mad, I should have asked if you were comfortable, I know how you get when you meet new people and I should have given you more time, I was just excited.” Patrick said.

My heart swelled up with guilt, how can he be so understanding, how can he love me so much, how could be not suspect anything with the tension.

“How did Xander take it, I can apologize if you want.”

“He understood, he is a good man Cami and I can see you becoming good friend with him, now come on, enough of the sadness, I am not mad at you and I could never be mad at you.” He whispered and I smiled.

When his eyes met mine, I knew what he wanted, and he moved closer to me to place a kiss on my lips, his lips lingered on mine for a moment before I gave in to him.

His hand softly took off my towel and I felt his hand gently touch me, this time it was different, I should like it; I always like but this time I felt horrible.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to tell him I am sorry, I let my husband make love with me while I was thinking about Xander all the whole time, while I recalled our last night.