If This Is Wrong.
It was an instant, hungry kiss—like something long denied finally breaking loose.
At least, for Alice, it was.
Their mouths met with urgency, breaths tangling as if neither of them wanted to pause long enough to think.
His hands found her first, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.
Alice felt it—the heat, the firmness of his chest beneath her palms, and the way he held her like he had no intention of letting go.
Xavier wasn’t overly muscular, but there was strength in the way he moved, in the way his hands explored her like he was finally allowed to.
“Fuck friendship,” Xavier muttered, his voice rough.
He leaned back just long enough to pull his shirt over his head, and when their lips met again, it was slower, but deeper, more deliberate.
His fingers worked at the buttons of her shirt, one by one, as if savoring every second of it… until there was nothing left between them.
Alice’s breath hitched.
Every touch felt heightened, every brush of his lips sending a sharp wave of sensation through her.
Xavier littered kisses along her collarbones.
He hesitated for a moment and looked up at Alice before he cupped her breast.
Yet again, Alice drew in a sharp breath.
The feel of his hand over her bosom sent an electrifying sensation she couldn’t fathom.
“They are more beautiful than I imagined them to be,” he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent.
Those words made her heart flutter.
Xavier smiled. He kissed her again before returning to taste all of her.
Alice’s head fell back instinctively as his lips trailed lower, leaving a path that made her skin rise in goosebumps.
“Aah… oh, god…” Her fingers tightened against the sheets, her body reacting before her mind could catch up.
Everything about it felt overwhelming… in the best way.
When she finally looked at him again, she froze.
There was something in his eyes she had never seen before.
Not hesitation.
Not restraint.
Just pure, unmistakable desire, focused entirely on her.
And for the first time, she didn’t hold herself back.
Alice didn’t know where this would lead, but she was far beyond caring.
Let this be a night of pleasure, or something she would spend the rest of her life wondering about if she walked away now.
Alice’s toes curled when Xavier began tasting her core.
He didn’t just flick his tongue against her; he devoured her, suckling hungrily until the heat from his mouth spread through her like a rushing wildfire.
Her body shuddered in pure delight, and before she could take another breath, she shattered.
“Xavier!” The release left her completely undone, trembling and weak against the sheets.



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