CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN >>>
_XAVIER’S POV_
“I told you to call me Xavier,” I reminded her, voice low and firm.
“Say it. Say ‘Xavier’ and continue your sentence. Loud and clear, Lisa,” I ordered.
“O-okay… Xavier.” Her voice trembled. “I know you’re more experienced than I am. I’m not like that. And your… your style of pleasure—I’ve only seen it in… uhh…” She trailed off, cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson.
“In what?” I asked, chuckling. Her shyness, the way she stammered, blushed, and avoided my gaze—it was adorable. A complete turn-on.
Lisa was a virgin. A pure, innocent one at that. I hadn’t expected it—not with the way she carried herself. She looked mature, confident, and seductive.
And those curves? That body? She was driving me insane.
“In what, Lisa?” I urged, finge
