By this point, Xavia’s body was as stiff as a poker. His desire for her was through the roof, and even Xavia was aware of that. There was no way that he was going to just head to bed now that things had gotten this far…
“…Xav,” said Zivon as he slowly guided her hand to his burning lower half… and once it was there, the bewitched woman automatically found herself pumping her hand up and down…
As things got more vigorous, both of them began to sweat… but even so, the pleasant smells they both emitted only served to fuel the heat of passion between them. One was a strong, mountainous scent, whereas the other had the pleasance of a spring field… Together, they created a blissful atmosphere that was almost impossible to disrupt… While it was true that he didn’t insert himself into her, the rest of her body was free for his hands to explore…
Though the night was long, Xavia was eventually able to get some shut-eye… and the last thing she remembered before passing out was him continuously calling her his dear little wifey…
By the time she got up again, it was already noon, and the first thing she saw was Zivon sorting out documents by his small window-side desk. From where she lay, the lighting made the jacketed man look like some kind of God…
Shaking her head, the sleepy woman muttered, “What a pleasant sight I’ve awoken to…”
Upon hearing that, Zivon turned his chair around and said, “Well, since I like hugging you to sleep and you like seeing me the second you wake up, I guess we really are a match made in heaven…”
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