Next, I feel something come down on my head, sitting over my ears. Headphones? He’s putting headphones on me. Soft piano music is all I can hear. I attempt to make out anything past it, listen for him, but I can’t. “I can’t hear you,” I say aloud.

Lifting one of the earphones, he says, “That’s the plan,” before dropping it back in place. Xavier’s hands land on my hips and I jump. I can’t see him. I can’t hear him. He pushes my body forward and I fall onto the bed, my legs hanging off what must be the edge of the mattress.

I’m helpless as I lie here and wait. What is he going to do? My heart is beating so fast in anticipation. I yelp when I feel his hands spread my legs open wider. I wish I could hear him. I love hearing his filthy words. But those thoughts go out the window when I feel his tongue slide through my slick folds, circling around my puckered rear hole.

“Oh god!” I tense. I can’t even admit to myself how much I like anal play. It seems like something I shouldn’t enjoy. But, God, do I like what Xavier does down there. He licks me a few more times before I can’t feel him anymore. His hands aren’ton me. I don’t know if he’s still behind me or not. I jump when vibrations hit my clit. “Oh shit,” I yell out.

Xavier’s arm holds my back flat on the bed as he runs whatever vibrating toy he has over my clit, around and around.

“Oh god, Xavier, I’m going to,” I moan and wriggle as a heightened orgasm rips through my whole body. I feel something cold squirt on my ass. Xavier’s fingers rub along the hole, poking inside. My hips push back towards him, seeking more.

Then I feel something larger pressing against my ass. I don’t know what it is, but Xavier slides it into me, and my every nerve ending is alight as whatever it is starts vibrating.

“Holy Mother of God, fuck!” This is too much. I don’t know if I can handle it.

Every inch of me feels overstimulated. Xavier’s fingers thrust into my pussy. He pumps in and out of me and presses against the vibrator in my ass. I need more. I attempt to grind back into him, but I’m basically immobile as I lie here with my hands tied.

“More, I want more, Xavier. I want you,” I say, or at least I think I verbalise the thought. I’m assuming I did when he removes his fingers and I feel the tip of his cock pushing at the entrance of my pussy. “Yes!” I push back a little.

It’s so tight. I’m not sure if he’s going to fit. But damn it, I want to feel him inside me. Xavier thrusts forward slowly until he’s buried all the way. He stays buried to the hilt and starts moving the thing in my ass around. In and out. I’m reduced to nothing more than a writhing mess. I can feel myself leaking down my inner thighs.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I say as my body tenses with another orgasm. Xavier thrusts into me until I come back down again.

Suddenly, he rips the toy out of my ass, the headphones off my ears. “I’m going to fuck this ass, babe. Do you want my cock to fill your ass, Shardonnay?”

“I-I don’t know,” I tell him. I’m scared. I don’t know if I can.

“I need a yes or a no, babe,” he says, inserting his finger in my ass.

“Ah, fuck, yes,” I grit out between clenched teeth.

“Thank fuck! If you need me to stop, tell me and I will,” he grunts, lining up the tip of his cock with the entrance of my ass. I’ve had a few boyfriends before Xavier, but the things I’ve done with him I’ve never done with anyone else. Including this.

He pushes in a little before sliding out and thrusting back inside. He repeats this motion, getting a bit farther, deeper, each time. He’s stretching me so much. It hurts but the pain succumbs to a pleasure like nothing I’ve felt before.

“Fuck, your ass feels so damn good, babe,” Xavier groans as he buries himself fully. “Are you good?” he asks.

“Uh-huh, I’m sooo good,” I moan, pushing my ass back towards him.

Xavier starts to slowly thrust in and out of my ass. It’s such an odd sensation, definitely not as horrible as I thought it would be. One of his hands comes around, underneath the front of me, and when his fingers find my clit, I don’t just see stars. I see the whole damn galaxy. How is it possible for orgasms to get more and more intense?

“Fuck me, you’re squeezing the fuck out of my cock,” Xavier growls. He thrusts harder. One, two, three more times before he’s emptying himself inside me.

I must black out, because I come to with what I assume is Xavier’s finger now in my ass. I smile when I realise what he’s doing. Marking his territory with that little X of his.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Nathan, Alistair, and Bentley all arrived at exactly nine a.m. this morning. They’ve spent hours devising various approaches for handling the media. My face is on every news channel. I’m being branded as a fucking sex maniac, a sex offender. I need to fix this. I should have just paid the woman to disappear. I couldn’t do that though. I can’t pay hush money for something I didn’t fucking do.

I run water over my face and stare at myself in the mirror. What the fuck do I do here? I’m always so quick to find the defence, to find a way to win a case. But this one has me stumped; it’s literally her word against mine. And nine times out of ten, the judge, the jury, and the court of public opinion all believe the woman.

What about those innocent men who have been wrongly prosecuted because some chick had a vendetta?

It’s fucked. I’m fucked. I don’t know how I’m going to win this battle; however, I do know I won’t go down without a damn good fight.

The door opens and my eyes connect with Shardonnay’s through the mirror. I shouldn’t be dragging her into this mess. I should be protecting her. Giving her the kind of life most people spend their time dreaming about.

“Xavier, it’s going to be okay. We are going to get through this. You’re innocent,” she says.