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I inhaled sharply at the sight of his impressive member, which had often made me cry out in pleasure as it thrust into me, and I couldn’t help but tremble involuntarily.

Xavier settled himself between my legs, his face mere inches from mine. His breath caressed my skin as he whispered, “May I?”

I swallowed hard and responded by wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer. Xav held me more tightly, and as he entered me, his gaze remained locked on mine. I bit my lip to stifle a cry, my body stretching to accommodate him.

Xavier moved with a deliberate slowness that drove me wild. Each thrust was measured and precise, hitting that sweet spot inside me that made my toes curl. I could feel the tension building inside me, a coil of pleasure that threatened to unravel at any moment.

He leaned down to capture my lips in a searing kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as he continued to move inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper, needing to feel him as close to me as possible.

Xavier’s hands found their way to my hips, holding me in place as he picked up the pace. The rhythm was relentless, each thrust sending shock waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my breaths coming in short gasps as I clung to him. When Xav reached between us to stroke my sensitive nerves, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I cried out his name as I came apart in his arms, my body shaking with the force of my release.

Xavier followed soon after, his own orgasm tearing through him with a ferocity that left us both breathless. He collapsed on top of me, his body heavy and warm as he pressed a kiss to my sweat-dampened forehead.

For a moment, we just lay there, our hearts pounding in sync as we each caught our breath. I could feel the aftershocks of my orgasm still rippling through me, leaving me boneless.

Xavier pulled back to look at me, his eyes soft with affection. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice husky.

I nodded, unable to find the words to express how I was feeling. I felt like I was floating, my body buzzing with pleasure.

Xavier’s lips found mine again, his tongue slipping past my parted lips with an urgency that stole the breath from my lungs. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer, acutely aware that my body craved more. The omega heat surged within me, clamoring to be quenched, and I knew that it wouldn’t be until I was pounded senseless for the rest of the night.

Xavier’s hands cupped my face, his thumb tracing my jawline as he deepened the kiss. I could feel his hard length pressing against me, and I arched into him, desperate for more friction. He groaned into my mouth, his hands moving to my hips as he ground against me. I could feel the heat building inside me, my body responding to his touch with a fervency that left me dizzy.

Xavier broke the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked down at me. “Asa,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. “My sweet Asa.”

His husky murmur of my name ignited a familiar spark within me, one I had convinced myself was long extinguished. Yet in this heated moment, I couldn’t deny the smoldering embers that still burned, forever kindled by the memory of our fervent embraces.

Xav kissed my neck, his teeth grazing my skin as he moved lower while his fingers traced the lines of my breast, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through me. I gasped when his mouth closed around my nipple, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. I could feel myself growing hotter, my core wetter, my body responding to his touch with an eagerness that left me trembling.

He moved to kiss my lips again, his hands lowering to my hips as he positioned himself above me. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against my eager entrance, and I arched into him, desperate for him to fill me.

Xavier slid into me slowly, and I groaned as he filled me completely. He paused for a moment, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked down at me.

I bit my lip. “Xav… Please… Start moving… Please… take me…” I begged him.

My plea seemed to awaken a primal urge in him. With a deep groan, he enveloped me in his strong arms, holding me close as if terrified I might slip away. He plunged deeply into me, over and over, each thrust a powerful stroke that sent shock waves through my entire being. An inferno of pleasure grew inside me, my flesh quivering and craving for more under his fervent touch. My breaths were coming in short gasps as I clung to him, loving every thrust he made deep inside me, hitting that spot that sent my mind reeling with pleasure.

His mouth seized mine in an impassioned kiss, his tongue tangling with mine, tasting and savoring, and I could feel myself nearing the edge, my body trembling with the effort of holding on. And then I came undone, shattering, writhing, and quivering in his arms as ecstasy overtook me. Xav climaxed, too, his warm essence flooding my core while our mouths remained locked in a fervent kiss.

When he finally released my lips, he whispered softly, “Asa. Oh, Asa, I’m so glad you’re home.”

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Xavier swept through the high-powered buzz of Davenport Enterprises’ headquarters, his departure as sudden as a storm gusting through calm seas. Staff paused mid-conversation, their curiosity piqued by the urgency etched in his normally placid demeanor. A murmur rippled through the open-plan area as he bypassed the sleek digital timekeeper marking the end of a standard workday.

He emerged into the street, its clamor a stark contrast to the controlled climate he’d left behind. Slipping into his car, a machine more beast than vehicle with its polished obsidian curves and purring engine, Xavier’s mind was awhirl with thoughts of Asa. The engine roared to life, and with a swift glance at the rearview mirror, he weaved through the traffic like a shadow fleeing light.

The buildings grew sparse as he navigated toward the fringes of the city. Here, glamour gave way to grit, and the steel and glass titans of the city yielded to squat structures wearing years of neglect. Xavier’s sleek car prowled the streets, an alien presence amid battered sedans and weary pickup trucks.

He checked his watch, feeling each tick like a throb in his veins. Asa Davenport, his and his brothers’ beloved wife, remained elusive, hidden somewhere within these cramped streets. With every passing minute, Xavier’s frustration swelled; knowing Asa’s shift was nearing commencement did nothing to ease his vexation.

Xavier sped toward an area where neon signs buzzed and windows advertised cheap wares and quicker fixes. A convenience store—Quick Mart—stood at the corner, its sign flickering half-heartedly.

And there she was.

Asa approached Quick Mart with a gait that spoke of tired resignation, clothed in nondescript attire, a hoodie and jeans, crowned with a cap and obscured behind a facemask. Xavier’s heart lurched at the sight, and he yearned to peel away those layers that hid Asa’s ethereal beauty from the world.

Xavier lingered in his car, eyes never straying from Asa’s form. A pang of hunger clawed at him, reminding him of needs beyond his control. Reluctantly tearing his gaze away from Asa, he drove to procure something quick and filling, unwilling to miss a moment more than necessary.

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