CHAPTER 50: WILD DESIRE...

"Ahhn~"

Seraphina’s moans wove through the air, soft and unrestrained, each one a thread that bound them closer in the heated cocoon of the office.

Xavier’s mouth worked her sensitive peaks with a slow, deliberate artistry, his tongue circling her areolas, teasing the hardened buds until her breaths came in shallow, needy gasps.

His hands, still cradling the weight of her breasts, kneaded gently, thumbs brushing over her skin in a rhythm that matched the pulse of desire thrumming through her veins.

Her body arched toward him, an unspoken plea, as the cool edge of the table pressed against her thighs, grounding her in the midst of the fire he stoked within her.

Xavier’s lips left her breast with a final, lingering kiss, the warmth of his breath ghosting over her skin as he pulled back to meet her gaze.

His eyes, dark and molten, held a hunger that made her heart stutter, a promise of more yet to come. Seraphina’s cheeks were flushed, her lips parted, and the sight of her—disheveled, vulnerable, yet burning with want—sent a fresh wave of heat through him.

He leaned in, his forehead resting briefly against hers, their breaths mingling in the charged space between them.

"You’re driving me wild," he murmured, his voice a low growl that vibrated through her, settling deep in her core.

Her fingers, trembling with need, reached for him, tugging at the buttons of his shirt with an urgency that betrayed her composure.

The fabric parted under her touch, revealing the taut planes of his chest, the faint dusting of hair trailing down to his waistband. She ran her hands over his skin, marveling at the warmth, the strength beneath her fingertips, each touch igniting a spark that fed the growing inferno between them.

Xavier’s breath hitched as her nails grazed lightly over his abdomen, a teasing promise that mirrored the way his hands roamed her body.

He captured her wrists gently, pinning them to the table beside her hips, his touch firm but laced with care.

"Not so fast," he teased, his lips curling into a wicked smile that made her pulse race. "I want to savor every second of this."

His words were a velvet caress, wrapping around her like silk, and she squirmed under his gaze, the anticipation coiling tighter in her belly.

Releasing her wrists, Xavier’s hands slid down to the hem of her gown, still bunched at her waist.

With agonizing slowness, he tugged it lower, the fabric whispering over her skin as it fell to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her lacy pink panties.

The air kissed her bare thighs, and she shivered, not from cold but from the intensity of his gaze as it roamed over her, drinking in every curve, every inch of exposed skin.

"God, you’re beautiful," he breathed, his voice thick with reverence, and the sincerity in his tone sent a flush of warmth through her, mingling with the lust that clouded her senses.

His hands found her thighs, parting them gently as he stepped closer, positioning himself between her legs.

The rough fabric of his trousers brushed against her inner thighs, a delicious contrast to the softness of his touch.

Seraphina’s breath caught as his fingers traced lazy circles on her skin, inching higher, teasing the edges of her panties without crossing the line. Her hips shifted, seeking more, but he held her in place with a gentle pressure, his eyes locked on hers, silently commanding her patience.

"Xavier..." Her voice was a soft plea, laced with a need she could no longer contain. The sound of his name on her lips seemed to unravel something in him, his control fraying at the edges.

He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was all heat and hunger, their tongues dancing in a rhythm that mirrored the pulse of their bodies. Her hands roamed his back, nails digging into his skin as she pulled him closer, desperate to erase any distance between them.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her jaw, her throat, pausing to nip at the sensitive spot where her pulse fluttered wildly.

Each graze of his teeth sent a jolt of pleasure through her, her body trembling under the weight of sensation. His hands, no longer teasing, slipped beneath the waistband of her panties, easing them down her legs with a reverence that made her heart ache.

The fabric fell away, leaving her bare before him, vulnerable yet empowered by the raw desire in his eyes.

Xavier’s fingers traced the delicate skin of her inner thighs, his touch featherlight yet searing, as he knelt before her. The sight of him there, between her legs, sent a rush of heat through her, her breath hitching as he pressed a soft kiss to the sensitive skin just above her core.

"You’re perfect," he murmured against her, his breath warm and teasing, and the vibration of his voice sent a shiver racing up her spine.

His lips brushed lower, a slow, deliberate exploration that made her gasp, her hands gripping the edge of the table for stability. His tongue followed, a gentle flick at first, then bolder, tasting her with a hunger that matched her own.

Seraphina’s head fell back, a moan spilling from her lips as he worked her with a skill that unraveled her completely. Each stroke of his tongue was a spark, igniting every nerve in her body, building a pressure that coiled tighter and tighter in her core.

Her thighs trembled, her fingers tangling in his hair, urging him closer as she surrendered to the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

"Xavier... please..." Her voice was a breathless whimper, a plea for release, for more, for everything he could give her.

He responded with a low groan, the sound vibrating against her, pushing her closer to the edge. His hands gripped her hips, anchoring her as his mouth moved with relentless precision, teasing and worshiping until she was trembling, teetering on the brink.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he pulled back, his lips glistening, his eyes dark with want. The sudden absence of his touch left her aching, a soft whine escaping her as she reached for him.

"Not yet," he murmured, his voice a low, teasing promise. He rose to his feet, his hands working swiftly to unfasten his trousers, the sound of his zipper a quiet promise in the charged silence.

Seraphina’s eyes followed his movements, her breath catching as he freed himself, the sight of him hard and ready sending a fresh wave of heat through her.

He stepped closer, his hands finding her hips once more, pulling her to the edge of the table. Their eyes locked, a silent question passing between them, and she nodded, her body aching for him, her heart pounding with anticipation.

He entered her slowly, deliberately, filling her with a warmth that made her gasp, her body stretching to accommodate him.

The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of pleasure and intimacy that left her breathless. Xavier’s hands tightened on her hips, his breath ragged as he paused, giving her a moment to adjust, his forehead resting against hers.

"You feel... incredible," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion, and the raw honesty in his words made her heart clench.

They began to move together, a slow, sensual rhythm that built with every thrust, every shared breath.

Seraphina’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him.

Each movement was a dance, their bodies perfectly attuned, the world fading until there was only the heat, the connection, the overwhelming need that bound them together.

Xavier’s lips found hers again, the kiss messy and desperate, a reflection of the intensity building between them.

Her moans mingled with his groans, the sounds filling the office, a symphony of lust and longing.

The table creaked beneath them, a quiet reminder of their surroundings, but neither cared, lost in the rhythm of their bodies, the fire that consumed them both.

As the pressure built, Seraphina’s breaths grew erratic, her body trembling as she neared the edge. Xavier sensed it, his movements becoming more urgent, his hands roaming her body, stoking the flames higher.

"Let go," he murmured against her lips, his voice a low command that sent her spiraling. With a cry, she shattered, pleasure crashing over her in waves, her body clenching around him as she rode the crest of her release.

Xavier followed moments later, a low groan tearing from his throat as he found his own release, his body shuddering against hers. They clung to each other, breathless and spent, their hearts pounding in unison as the world slowly came back into focus.

For a moment, they stayed like that, tangled together, the air heavy with the scent of their shared passion. Xavier’s hands roamed her back, soothing now, grounding her as she caught her breath.

He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, his lips lingering as he murmured, "You’re mine, Seraphina... and I’m not letting you go."