The Chase II by Xyla Turner Read Free Book Online Page B

was typing away, my door opened, causing my heart to jump. Nobody just opened my door and walked in like that, unless it was an emergency. I looked up and saw Xavier Andrews in a three piece tailored navy suit, pale yellow shirt, with gold cufflinks. He had a fresh cut and his goatee looked beyond enticing. There was a bag in his hand and he had a smirk on his face, like he was about to do something bad.
    “Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked.
    “Lunch.” He simply said, as he walked towards me. “You must be hungry. Janice said you haven’t had anything to eat all day.”
    “Where is Janice?” I asked, feeling a bit trapped.
    “I sent her to an early lunch,” he smiled. “We have an hour.”
    Oh boy.
    See, the man is no dummy. Even if I wanted to avoid him, I couldn’t. He made it so that I couldn’t.
    Fuck.
    “Right. Well, thanks for lunch, but I have a deadline that needs to be met. Therefore, I can’t really take the time to eat it right now. Maybe we can set a lunch date up later?”
    “What’s going on with you?” He asked as he rounded my desk, meeting me on my side. “You’ve not been the same for a week now. Is this still about the whole thing width Gavin?”
    “Uh, I’m just busy Xavier. I have a school to run. Donors to get and shit to do. Okay?”
    “No, it’s no okay. If there is something wrong, then I should know. Right?” he pulled me up, so I was standing. Then he put the bag on the desk. “Remember that whole thing about partnership and we need to communicate better and be partners. Not do things without the other’s consent. Shit like that.”
    Shit.
    “Ri-ight.” I stuttered.
    His proximity was too close and he was too calm. He had to have known. Somebody told him.
    “So, I’m asking you what’s wrong and you’re not telling me.” He pulled me into him, so I could feel the entire length of his body on mine.
    “Xavier, I’m stressed. Okay? I’m fucking stressed and I really just need to get shit done. No interruptions, no hassling, just work.”
    “You’re lying. Something is bothering you and I will find out.” He growled, while looking into my eyes.
    I almost broke down and told him, it was him. That I didn’t trust him and that he left me no choice but to have him be looked into, then he kissed me. Not one of those, kiss you I miss you kisses. One of those, kiss you, I’m ready to fuck you kisses.
    Goddamn.
    There was no way, I could stop. My hand even went up to push him away, but it did its own thing and wrapped around his neck to pull him down into me further. Xavier growled and in one move picked me up and had me against my closet door behind my chair.
    He pulled his head back and asked, “What’s wrong?”
    I sighed into his mouth, “Nothing is wrong.”
    “You do know I know you right? I know how you think, how you process, how you work, how you deal with stress, when you are genuinely happy, sad, upset. You do get that I know you by now. I’m still learning, but for the most part, I know when something is wrong.”
    I tried to avert my eyes from him but his finger and thumb tilted them right back, so our noses were touching.
    “Fine, if you won’t tell me, at least let me give you a way to relieve the stress.”
    “Xavier, that’s not necessary,” I started to say, until he touched the back of my neck with his left hand, then kissed my spot on the other side of my neck.
    Goddamn.
    “I’m, I’m at work.”
    “Nobody is around for another hour,” he put me down. “Clothes off.”
    He backed up and started unbuckling his belt.
    “Xavi--”
    “Now, Xena.”
    “Wai--.”
    “Do you want me to shred that shirt?” He walked towards me, “I hope you have another one, or you’re leaving early. Now which way?”
    My fingers started unbuttoning my blouse as he finished with his pants and did the same to his tailored suit. He walked to me and unzipped my pants, and slid them down along with my panties.  He spun me around so I was facing the