won’t go out with Navy. I know what’s waiting at the end of that fucking yellow brick road. I’m not ready to settle down. I know a wife when I see one.”
“Navy is a wife. No doubt about it. Someone is going to snatch her from under your nose, Apollo. Xari though?” I cracked a smile thinking about my sexy little spitfire. “She’s fire. She’s acid. She burns slow and consumes. She’s not to be held forever. She’s meant to be free.”
“Let me know when you get past that first layer.”
That was bullshit. I knew it. Xari was fun. She wasn’t a wife. Maybe she would be later on when she grew up a little bit. Once she was self-sufficient and she’d been out in the world…I could see her being someone’s wife.
My chest twisted when I thought of her walking down the aisle in an amazing dress to someone else.
What the fuck?
Why did I care who she married? She was mine for the time being and I’d make sure I branded her so she’d never forget how I made her feel.
I left the office and got into the waiting car in front of my office building. When settled in, I put my AirPods in and played Bonita Applebum. The minute I heard the beat, I saw Xari switching those hips. My dick wanted to stand in response to the image in my head.
I needed to get the fuck home.
My phone buzzed, lowering the Tribe Called Quest song for a second. When I saw a picture of Xari in my text notifications, I tapped it immediately. I couldn’t’ stop the blood in my body from rushing to my cock when I saw her wearing one of my white button-down shirts and nothing else. She was kneeling on my bed taking a picture with her knees spread apart. Her curly hair was brushed into a sleek bun and her lips were painted a deep wine color.
Fuck. I couldn’t wait to see her. I was going to punish her first but after she gave in, I’d give her all the orgasms she could handle. Watching someone as strong and opinionated as Xari bend was fun. Watching her snap back was even better. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t expect her to fight me around every corner. I loved when she submitted but I loved it just as much when she fought back.
When the driver pulled around the driveway, I got out immediately and headed for the door. When I walked into the foyer, the smell of garlic and butter hit me. I was expecting to see Xari in my shirt but I wasn’t mad at the smell of dinner either.
Since she’d been Frankie’s nanny, I never had to worry about dinner or breakfast. I loved coming home to smell her cooking. It was another thing on the long list of talents she had.
“Still pissed about earlier?” Xari stood at the stove with her back to me. She still had on my shirt but she also had on a pair of thigh-high stockings that I wanted to peel off with my teeth.
“I’ve already decided you’re getting punished,” I told her. I walked up behind her and gripped her waist.
“Punished?” She wiggled her little ass against my crotch and I bucked her, playfully. I dropped my lips to her neck, raining down slow kisses behind her ear leading to her shoulder.
“You heard me.” My eager hands slid up her flat stomach to her tits. No bra, just like I requested. I pinched and teased her nipples until they turned plump and stiff beneath my touch.
“Evander,” she moaned for me, grinding against my dick.
“As much as I want to fuck you on the counter, you’ve been bad.” I landed a slap to her ass. “Is all the food done?”
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
“Good. Go to my bedroom. I’ll be there in a minute.”
“I already have a glass of whiskey waiting for you,” she purred, turning to face me. I gripped her jawline and pulled her close, sweeping my lips over hers.
“Thank you,” I said after sucking on her bottom lip. “You’re still getting punished.” I winked at her and sent her to my room while I climbed the steps behind her. I loosened my tie a little more with each step. I watched the sexiest pair of legs walk into my bedroom while I stood on the landing, admiring the view. I hurried in after her and tossed my suit jacket over the back