---- me of us last night: He claimed me completely.

He wasn't rough but he wasn't soft either.

I knew he was controlling himself.

Tlis touch was poss ssive and his eyes...

A shiver travels down my spine remembering the intensity of his eyes.

He had stripped me bare with his eyes before my clothes were removed from my body.

Tugging on the sheets I wrap them around me.

I move to get up when I find my body protesting.

Damn.

T felt like I came back from running a marathon.

As ---- ee = soon as I take a step my legs falter and I had to hold the bed for support.

Fuck! Tam sore.

My body burns up and I gulp to make my way towards the bathroom.

The scene that welcomed me, made me bite my lip and rub my neck.

The bathroom was a mess.

Water was splattered around, towels laying discarded on the floor, the bath tub still filled.

I stand in front of the mirror and my heart leaps seeing finger prints on the mirror.

My small fingerprints in the middle and his huge palm prints just beside it on either side.

---- -_ T remember him fucking me against the mirror, with my one leg up on the shelf and him inside me from behind.

4 he way he looked at my flushed face in the mirrors.

The way his hands possesive my neck.

stay wrapped around The warmness rushes to my core and I rub my thighs together to lower my head.

Shit! lel e wetness from yesterday was still there.

look at my reflection in the mirror and my face was still red.

My eyes stop at the scar and his words echo in my mind.

You are beautiful doll, never doubt it ---- eee = Besides true beauty resides here...in a persons heart, not body or face that withers away.

A smile forms on my lips and tears sting my eyes.

I never expected someone to say this to me.

Xavier? Never.

Does he really find me beautiful? He doesn't hate me? If he hated me he wouldn't have touched me last night He cares...noveldrama

he does.

Its just that he doesn't show.

He is not that heartless.