The lust that brewed in Xavier’s eyes as he beheld her shook her to the core. She wasn’t his type. She was neither fair nor beautiful. Yet, he stared at her body with so much desire; she shuddered from the inside out. She felt cold being naked to his gaze, but the lust and desire in them had warned her up.

He lowered his face to stop hers, keeping their gazes locked on each other the entire time. At the touch of his lips, her eyes fell close, too taken by the feel. She had dreamed and longed for more of him, more of his kiss, his touch, his caress,...