Page 11 of Deceit For My Good Girl

"Xander, please!" I beg, my voice screeching through the surrounding air.

Xander looks over his shoulder and sees the tears and panic on my face. His chest heaves up and down as he pulls his hand down and stops beating on Matteo. He gets off him and leans down to pick up the man who was supposed to be protecting me yesterday.

"I dare you to go to the cops. If you think this is bad, say one word to anybody about what happened here today, and I promise not only will you die, but that little close-knit family you got in Long Island will get a visit as well. Your entire life and everyone around you will be destroyed. Say one fucking word to anyone, and I can promise you this. You understand, Matty Boy?"

"Mmmhmm." Matteo mumbles. Xander picks up Matteo's wallet and slams it into his chest before he pushes him out the door, bleeding and limping away.

I push my hand into my hair and tug. I feel like I've just been on a roller coaster with no safety harness.

"You okay, Rabbit?" Xander asks as he drags his stretched and torn t-shirt over his head.

"What the hell? No! No, I'm not fucking okay! What are you doing? How could you do something like that to him?" I charge over to where he's standing and get right into his face.

"Oh, don't give me that shit. Do you still have feelings for that assclown?"

"No, I don't have feelings for him, but you almost killed him!" I yell.

"I didn't. He's nowhere near dead. He's just got the brakes beat off him. That's entirely different. He'll live. He may not walk right ever again, but that's his problem."

"Xander, you can't do things like this. I need to be able to fight my own battles. You can't keep stepping in every time you think I need protecting."

He scoffs, and his eyebrows pinch together, "Why the hell not?"

"Because I don't belong to you! You're not my boyfriend. You're my friend. I love you, but this isn't your job anymore!" I say, hoping he understands what I'm saying.

"So, let's fix that."

"What are you talking about, Xander?"

"If that's what I have to do for you to be mine in your eyes, let's do it, Rabbit. " He moves closer to me and wraps a hand around my waist. He's hugged me before, but this feels different. I know for sure it is when his hand slides from my waist down to my ass, and he pulls me closer to him.

"What are you doing? What's going on?"

"You're mine, Melisande. If I have to be your man to prove it, then so be it."

Sound and air clog my throat as I listen to what he's saying, "You… I… We… you don't even like me like that, Xander. Don't be ridiculous."

"Don't tell me what I don't like." He growls out, and he tugs me tighter to him, the hard-on he's sporting pressing against my stomach. "No one fucking touches you but me, Mel. You want a boyfriend. Here I am."

I try to stay strong, but feeling him pressed against me has my pussy dripping wet. Holy fuck, how the hell did his happen.

"You don't want to be with me. This is a joke." I shake my head and keep my eyes closed.

He leans in and pushes my hair to the side, so he can whisper in my ear. I have to put my hands on his shoulder to keep myself from crumbling at his feet. My knees are so weak.

"You keep saying I don't want you. How wrong you are, Rabbit. I've wanted you since before I even knew what to do with my cock. I've dreamed about the different ways I'd be able to sink my dick into those tight, pretty pussy lips. I've wanted you so bad, even hours in the shower jerking myself off did nothing to make it go away. I want you, Mel. I want you, and I'm not fucking sharing you with anyone else. You've had your fun; now you belong to me."

I don't think I've been breathing this entire time, but when he leans back and presses his mouth to mine, I'm sure I pass out, and my soul goes straight to heaven before I wake back up and my body flames with a carnal need for him.

Oh, no, this is bad, but oh god, does it feel so damn good.

Six

Xander

What the hell am I going to do?

I don't know why I pushed so hard for her to be my girlfriend. I guess it'd be better when it comes to keeping tabs on her. If I don't have to worry about someone coming over and taking her out, that means I don't need to worry about running better security like I should have done for that asshat Matteo.

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