XAVIER'S POV
Lisa was sitting on the table. Naked.
I was standing in between her legs, with my hand on her throat.
I could feel her pulse, her breathing was slow. I applied more pressure and she gasped. Her hands were gripping the edge of the table. Her knuckles were turning white. My other hand was on her thigh.
And I could feel her heat. There was moisture.
I could tell that she was dripping wet. But also so confused and hesitant.
She was second-guessing. Her eyes were darting around the room. I could feel her hesitation. She was nervous.
And she was aroused.
She didn't understand her own feelings. How could she? She was a human.
She had no idea how to handle this kind of power. And I could feel how that made her afraid. She wasn't afraid of me, not anymore. But she was afraid of herself. Afraid of falling into a dark place, a dark part of her that was dangerous.
That made her vulnerable.
The fact that she didn't know how to deal with her own darkness, her own desires, it was the most endearing thing about her. It made me want her more than anything else.
But at the same time, I wanted to sure, we were on the same page. We had to be on the same page. I wasn't going to let her do something she would regret. I wanted this to be something she wanted.
"Are you alright, Lisa?" I asked, and removed my hand from her neck.
I was worried. Maybe, I was moving too fast. Maybe, she wasn't ready for this.
Pleasure is only good when both people are into it.
"Y-yes," she stammered.
Her eyes met mine. Her pupils were dilated. I could hear her heart racing.
"Are you sure, Lisa?" I asked, gently, "We can stop if you want."
I was trying to be reassuring. I didn't want to scare her.
"If you don't want this, we can stop. I won't be angry. Just say the word and we will go back to normal, and pretend this never happened. I won't bring it up again, or force you to do anything you don't want. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes," she said, nodding.
Her breathing slowed. Her heart rate returned to normal. Then she looked up at me.
"It's just…I…I….I want this.. But…" She stammered.
She didn't complete her statement. But, I understood her.
"You've never…You've never been with a man before. Have you? This is your first time. Isn't it?" I asked.
Lisa turned her face away from me. I could see her cheeks turn red.
Was she embarrassed? Did she think there was something wrong with her?
Or maybe, was she afraid? Was she afraid that I wouldn't accept her, because of her inexperience?
Or, was it something else?
I couldn't tell. But, I could help her.
I placed my hand on her cheek, and gently guided her face towards me. She looked into my eyes.
"The thing is Mr Jackson…..I mean Mr Xavier, I've kissed someone before, but that was just a kiss. Nothing else. I haven't done anything like this. But, you have. Right? You must have done things like this before. With many girls. You must have." She said.
"Yes. I have. Many times. Many, many times. And in many different places." I replied. I wanted her to understand that I was an expert at this. That I knew exactly what I was doing.
"Oh…yea." Lisa muttered. I could see the disappointment on her face.
Was she jealous? Jealous of the girls I've been with?
"Well, I know you're more experienced than me Mr Jackson…"
"Xavier." I interrupted her. I needed her to call me by my first name 'Xavier'. I wanted her to be comfortable. And the first step was to stop calling me Mr Jackson.
"I told you to call me Xavier." I reminded her.
"Say it, Say Xavier and continue your statement. And say it loud and clear, Lisa." I ordered.
"Ok... Xavier. I know you are more experienced than me. I'm not. And your style of pleasure. I've seen it in….uhhh.." She trailed off.
"In what?" I asked, chuckling. She looked so adorable, blushing and stammering.
It was a turn on.
Lisa was a virgin. And a pure, innocent virgin. I hadn't expected her to be a virgin.
She looked mature. Confident. Seductive.
And her curves. Her sexy body. It was driving me crazy.
"In what, Lisa. Continue speaking." I said.
The whole time, my finger was inside her and my other hand caressed the back of her neck.
She was moving slowly with the rhythm. I could see her enjoying it. Her eyes kept opening and closing and she was holding onto the table.
"I've seen it in videos. And the things in the private room. I know what…I know what they are used for." She finally said.
I smiled. She was so cute. Her shy attitude as she spoke about pleasure was amusing. It made me want to teach her. Show her. Introduce her.
"You can watch it, but experiencing it is a whole new different thing, Lisa." I said, smirking.
I moved my fingers deeper and added another one. My eyes were locked on hers and my other hand moved down from her neck to her chest.
I pinched her n-ipple and then rolled it between my thumb and index finger.
Lisa arched her back and let out a loud moan.
"See? You can't control yourself. You can't fight the pleasure. It's overwhelming. Intense. Exciting. Arousing." I said to her. Her face was flushed and her breathing was heavy.
"Yes….I know. But, I just wanted you to know that I'm not like the girls you've been with….I'm not experienced. I've not…." She bit her lip down as I began to move a little bit faster.
"I just don't want you to find me…to find me boring Mr Jack-…Mr Xavier." She mumbled.
Then she looked up at me. Her eyes were a little bit wet. It was obvious.
She was so embarrassed.
"Trust me, Lisa. You are anything but boring." I replied.
"Your innocence is a turn on. Knowing that no other man has had you. Knowing that no other man has ever touched you. Fcked you. It turns me on." I continued.
"Really?" Lisa asked.
"Yes." I said and slowly went down on my knees.
I removed my fingers from her. Lisa was confused.
"What are you doing, Mr Jackson?" She asked. Her eyes lowered as I began to place soft kisses on her thighs. I wanted to tease her.
"You know what I'm doing, Lisa. And you're going to love it. " I whispered, as my kisses went lower.
"I am?" Lisa moaned.
I could tell she was a little bit nervous.
"You will." I answered.
And then, I went lower and pulled her underwear off.
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LISA'S POV
"I am?"
That's what I asked him. I knew what he wanted to do to me. And just the sight of him on his knees was enough to make my body quake.
His fingers had been inside of me for a few minutes and it was the most amazing feeling ever.
He had made me wet. Dripping wet. It was all too much.
His scent, his warmth. His touch. His voice.
Everything. Everything thing about him was so d-amn sexy right now.
And now, he was kneeling in front of me, pulling off my underwear.
I was nervous. So nervous.
Mr Jackson had been with so many women. He was experienced.
And I was a virgin. I didn't know if he would like what he was about to see.
What if I don't meet his expectations? What if he….
I was still in my thoughts, when Xavier gripped the sides of my waist and pulled me close.
I gasped as his face came in contact with my inner thighs.
"You're perfect, Lisa. Perfect for me." He whispered and then he began to trail kisses along the length of my thighs.
He started slow and gentle. And then, it got more intense. The kisses turned to bites and soon he was sucking on my skin.
It hurt. But it felt good. It felt so good.
Mr Jackson's strong grip on my waist was so sensual.
He was so dominating. He was taking charge. And it was turning me on. This whole thing was turning me on.
My body trembled underneath his touch. It was ecstasy. With each kiss he got closer and closer till his face was buried inbetween my legs.
"You're so wet, Lisa." Mr Jackson moaned.
Then, I felt it.
His tongue. I almost lost it. It was a strange sensation. And the feeling was incredible.
Xavier had his face between my legs and his tongue was moving inside me.
I was overwhelmed. There was nothing I could do. I was trapped. Trapped by pleasure. I couldn't move.
"Oh…" I moaned.
"Mr Jacks-...Mr Xavier, I'm not sure about this." I said, as I held onto his shoulders.
His face was still buried inbetween my legs. His tongue was still doing its thing.
He was making me lose control.
"Don't be. Just relax." He whispered. His grip tightened.
Then, he sucked hard. And it was like an explosion.
"Oh my God." I yelled and closed my eyes. I threw my head back in pleasure. I could feel myself getting dizzy. My heart was beating so fast. This was a whole new experience.
A whole new pleasurable experience and with each lick and every stroke, Mr Jackson was taking me higher. Higher and higher. The sensation was incredible.
I moaned out in pleasure. I moved my hands from his shoulders to his hair.
He looked up at me and smirked. He knew I was close. He knew how much I was enjoying it.
Then, his eyes were on mine and his tongue went deeper.
"Xavier!" I cried.
I did not care if the mansion heard my cries or my moans. I didn't care if I was about to become the main topic of the next gossip in the mansion.
I didn't care at the moment. I was enjoying every second of it. Every minute.
I was breathing hard and moaning. My hips were moving in rhythm with his tongue.
I could hear the sound of him licking and sucking. It was loud and lewd.
And it was all so intoxicating.
Xavier was an expert. An expert with his tongue. With just his mouth, he was making me feel things I didn't even think were possible.
His fingers dug deeper into my flesh. He was squeezing my waist.
I knew that there would be bruises. Bruises from his touch. But, I didn't mind.
He was in control. And he was doing such a good job.
I couldn't wait to find out what would happen next.
What he would do next.
But, this felt too good.
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XAVIER'S POV
Having Lisa's thighs wrapped around my head, while my tongue was deep inside her was heaven. She was dripping wet.
Soaked. She was enjoying every second.
Her taste. Her scent. It was driving me crazy.
Her moans were so loud. So beautiful.
And her hands were on my hair. Tugging and gripping.
She was gasping in pleasure. And I loved every second of it.
This was the type of reaction I had been expecting. The type of response I had been hoping for.
Lisa was pure. Innocent. And untouched.
And I was the first man to taste her.
Taste her, devour her. Make her scream.
And make her feel pleasure.
But not just her. I was also feeling it.
And it was getting better and better with every passing minute. I couldn't wait.
"Mr Jackson." Lisa screamed as her body shook.
"Mr Jackson!" She moaned.
I gripped her tighter and began to move faster. Faster and deeper.
My tongue was exploring every inch of her.
And then, I could feel it.
I could feel her muscles contracting and her walls tightening around me.
Her body trembled. And her o-rgasm hit.
She was climaxing. Her juices flowed.
It was sweet. Sweet and delicious.
But, I was not done yet.
No, this was just the beginning.
I stood up and stared down at her naked body.
Lisa was laying on the table. She was panting, turning to catch her breath.
"Mr Xavier." She whispered. Her eyes were closed, and her cheeks were flushed.
Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took.
It was a beautiful sight.
"You did good." I said and then leaned over her and started planting soft kisses on her body.
"You did so good." I whispered, kissing her shoulder.
"Mr Jackson.."
"Xavier. Say Xavier, Lisa." I told her.
"Xavier...I have never felt anything like that before." She replied.
She opened her eyes to look at me. Her hands reached forward to touch my face.
Her small fingers trailed down my jaw.
"Did you like it?" I asked, and gently rubbed her lips with my thumb.
"Yes." She answered.
"So, do you want to do more of that?" I asked.
"Yes, Please."
"Good." I whispered and grabbed her face.
Then, I leaned in closer and captured her lips.
To be honest, being Lisa, was different. It wasn't about control anymore. It wasn't about fcking.
If it was the other girls, I had been with, I would have already tied them up and put a ball-gag in their mouth.
But, Lisa was different. I was enjoying her company. Her presence. And her reactions.
It was all a game.A game that was getting more intense. More exciting. And a lot more pleasurable.
I could feel myself losing control again. I could feel myself having emotions. Getting lost. Lost in her.
She was doing something to me.
Making me feel things. And I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop.
My hands were everywhere.
On her neck. On her b-oobs. On her waist. On her a-ss. Gripping her face.
And my tongue was in her mouth. Exploring. Kissing her. I was hungry for her.
I wanted her. So bad.
But, I had to remind myself that this was not about me. It was not about my pleasure.
This was about Lisa.
I had to make her feel good. Make her happy. I had to give her pleasure. Give her what she wanted. Because, this was her first time.
Henry was right.
'A man is only powerful if he is always in control. Losing control is the worst thing one can do.'
But I was here, losing control. Losing control of my emotions. Losing control over myself. And over her.
I was literally giving her the power over me. With every kiss, every touch, every moan.
I was letting her have the upper hand. And that scared me.
I was Xavier Jackson. A ruthless, cold-hearted billionaire. And, a powerful one.
People were afraid of me. People feared me.
But, with Lisa. I was feeling different. I didn't want to be ruthless or cold. I didn't want to dominate or be in control. Or be a powerful person.
I wanted to be a man.
Just a man. I wanted her.
Completely and utterly hers.