"How about this one?" I asked as I raised up the see through shirt with flowers stitched, showing it to Xander.

"Never."

"Xander! We're going clubbing, I'm not going to wear a turtle neck." I said with a little pout.

"Turtle neck. I like turtle necks, they would look really good on you." Xander said, smiling at me. I narrowed my eyes as I stared at him. He was being a silly silly wolf. I shook my head as I tossed the shirt aside. We weren't going straight to the club, we were going to have dinner with Ry and J first, then club later.

It was a brand new club that Xander was launching and I wanted to look good, you know. Xander was seated on my bed, looking ridiculously good with his hair slicked back, tight sheer shirt and jeans, big watch on his wrist and he has this smirk on his face. He has had that smirk on ever since I opened the door and let out a loud gasp when I saw him.

His coat was thrown over the long couch in the sitting room and here he was, making my room look ten times better with his presence and his handsomeness.

"I'm going to pick out what I'm going to wear and you're just gonna accept it." I said to Xander, trying my best to sound as stern as I could. My boyfriend simply raised a brow at me, as if daring me. Oh, it's on, Xander.

I went back to my closet and pulled out some items, my plan was to keep it simple but still look good. I took it all into the bathroom and quickly changed. Earlier today, I had had my bath, shaved every part of my skin, leaving me baby smooth and I had also thoroughly cleaned myself up. Just in case, you know.

So I slipped on the pair of blue silk shorts that cupped my ass and a white long-sleeved mesh crop top and chunky sneakers on my feet. I didn't pack my hair and just fluffed it out with my fingers, pushing the curls this way and that until I liked how it looked. I looked down at my self and at the mirror, I looked good, I looked really good.

I walked out of the bathroom and made my way over to my room where Xander was tapping away at the screen. He stops tapping and looks at me once I stepped into the room. His phone promptly fell from his hand and hit his nose with a loud smack.

I rushed towards him, one hand on his chest and my other hand cupping his face, making sure he hadn't broken something. Once I made sure he was alright, I raised my hand and hit his chest.

"Never do that again." I said, smacking him again and again.

"It wasn't intentional. You walked in and just... took my breath away." Xander said. My cheeks heat up and I couldn't hold back my shy smile. Xander slips his hands down my sides, fingers slipping underneath the bottom of the shorts.

"Xander."

"You are so beautiful." Xander said, his words and expression earnest. "Just when I don't think you could look or get better than this, you prove me wrong. Every time." He said, his fingers scratch down my skin, making me shiver.

"You are the sweetest. The absolute best." I said, leaning down to press a kiss on his nose as softly as I could. It has been weeks of us dating and it has been the absolute best, I could tell, anyone really, could tell Xander cared about me a lot. It felt like we were still in the honeymoon stage but at the same time, it felt like we had grown past that and settled into ourselves, like we had settled into the relationship and I loved it.

With each day, with each words, with each text from Xander, it felt like I could fall in love with him. That... wouldn't be so bad, would it?

"If we keep staying like this we're not going to make it to dinner." Xander said, gripping my thighs tightly.

"We could stay here and I could go down on my knees for you." I said, smirking when Xander's lips part and his eyes went a little wide. "Or maybe not." Feeling like a champion, I got off him and walked over to my dresser, making sure to add a little swing in my steps. I could feel Xander's eyes on me.

I made sure to be a couple steps ahead of Xander so he'd have to look at me and to also keep some distance between us because if we so much as touched inside the house or in the car, we were definitely not going to make it to dinner and Ryan would never let me hear the end of it.

I was in charge of the music on the drive to the restaurant and I hit shuffle on the songs. Hurt by Oliver Tree comes on and I hummed along to the song. The restaurant where we were having dinner was absolutely wonderful. It smelt amazing and the lights made it look like the entire room was washed gold. The seats were arranged ins such a way that passage was easy and there was enough room for privacy. White table clothes, comfortable seats and oh, hey, Ryan.

I haven't seen my friend in a day. He had slept over at J's and had gotten ready for dinner at J's house. I was so happy for him though, he was smiling and shinning so brightly. He had on a tight grey shirt and jeans, blonde hair styled back and he was holding hands with J. Their clasped hand resting on the table.

J looked great like always, dressed in a light blue shirt with half of the buttons undone and dark pants, his dark hair styled off his face. When Ryan sees me, he immediately got to his feet and pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back just as tight.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too, Ry." I said.

We hugged for a bit and pulled apart. Xander pulls out my seat for me, pushing it back in when I was seated.

"Hey, J. You look as awesome as always."

"So do you." J said with a tiny smile.

A waitress comes over and takes our order. For appetizers, we all got prosciutto wrapped mozzarella with vine ripe tomatoes and a 22 oz bone-in well done rib eye grilled to perfection and some black peppercorn and for wine, Xander ordered a Petrus Bordeaux 2005 and I let out a silent gasp when I see the price. 3,200 for a bottle.

"Are you sure?" I leaned in close enough to ask.

Xander placed a hand on my thigh and squeezed. "I like what I like plus the wine is kinda sweet, you'll like it." Xander said, squeezing my thigh again. Xander's hand doesn't leave my thigh until he had to eat his appetizers when they arrived.

Once the appetizers were gone, his hand returned to my thigh, fingers softly trailing my inner thigh, I held back a gasp and reached under the table for his hand, trying to stop him. I kept trying to talk to Ryan, laughing when he tells J and Xander about how angry I get when I find out my yogurt had been stolen again.

My breath hitched my Xander slid his hand up, finger trailing over the zipper of my shorts. I reached for his hand again, trying to stop him but he bats it away easily. Xander leans towards me, lips a bit away from my ear as he whispered.

"Try not to be too loud. You don't want anyone to know what we are up to." Xander said, lips catching at the tip of my ear. A shiver goes through me and I held onto the edge of my chair. My heart was beating so loudly and I tried my best to act normal. To act like Xander hadn't just pulled my cock out of my shorts.

Oh god. This was... this was mental.

The trill that goes through me when he wraps his hand around my cock and tugs. Knowing that I could let a moan slip, knowing J or Ryan could just look under the table and find out what was happening made it hot. The fact that I was in a room filled with people made it so much hotter.

When Ryan turns to J, the two of them talking about something I couldn't focus on, I watched Xander pull his hand back and in a sly manner lick a big strip of his palm and then his hand was back on me again, stroking and teasing me.

It felt like the air was being punched out of me. I looked around, wondering if anyone could see, if anyone knew what was happening. I.... wanted them to see. I wanted them to know. I bit down on my bottom lip, gripping the chair tightly.

"Bram, baby, you're looking a little peaked." Xander said, his voice steady, his smirk back.

"Would you like some water?" J asked and I was just about to answer when Xander swiped his thumb over the head of my cock. The words catch in my throat and all I did was shake my head. I pointed to the glass and breathe through my nose.

"I'll... just have the wine." I said, hoping my voice didn't betray me. My words came out drawn but overall. It sounded okay.

"You sure you don't want water?" Xander asked. He sounded concerned but the deft movement of his hand on my cock as he brings me closer and closer towards the edge.

"Maybe some sparkly water. Please."

Xander uses his free his hand to wave a waitress over. He asked for a tall glass of sparkly water. Once she was gone, I leaned towards him, I let go of one hand and placed it on his shoulder, pulling towards me so I could whisper into his ear.

"Xanderr..." My words came out as a soft moan. Low enough for only him to hear. "Please...." I gasped, tightening my grip of his shoulder. It felt like my entire body was on fire, my toes curling, heat pooling in my stomach.

"I'm going to count to three, baby." Xander said, voice low but command clear.

"What are you two whispering about?" Ryan asked, leaning on the table. Xander's hand stopped moving and I let out a whimper, causing everyone on the table to look at me. This was one of the reasons I loved my brown skin, no one could tell how hot I was, how flushed I was. I wanted Xander to move his hand. I wanted him to make me come.

He was going to count to three.

"Did I ever tell you, I've known J since he was little. He used to run around with his mum's bra on." Xander said and Ryan laughed. He turns towards J who was blushing bright and clear. Xander's hand moved, up and down, going faster and faster.

"That's a lie and you know it." J countered with a shake of his head. Xander just gives him a winning smile, Ryan giggling at them. Conversation continues and just when I think he might have forgotten...

"One." Xander said, loud enough for me to hear.

The waitress comes over with my water and Xander's hand slowed down. She placed it on the table and I thank her. When she goes, Xander's hand move again and this time my hand moves to his thigh and I gripped him tightly, my teeth digging into my bottom lip.

"Two."

I was so close to biting through my lip, I could already taste the blood. I was so close and I had been so good. I didn't let out a moan and no one knew what was going on. I just needed to come. I needed to come.

I turned to Xander. "Please..."

"."

I let out a loud gasp and melted onto my seat, legs shaking as I came all over Xander's hand. Ryan and J looked over at me with a puzzled look. With a shaky hand, I left the cup of water to my mouth and drank the entire thing in one go. My legs felt like jelly, my head was fuzzy and Xander looked so smug.

Xander looked so proud of himself as he grabbed a napkin, wiping the come from his hand, tucking the napkin into the pocket of his coat. He tucks me back into my underwear and zips up my shirts. It felt like my heart was going to beat right out of my chest.

"What are you two up to?" J asked, his eyes narrowed.

"Just a little teasing." Xander said, setting both hands on the table. He looks me in the eye as he raised the hand that was wrapped around my dick seconds ago and sucked on his thumb. "Just a little... teasing."

—

Um... that... happened.

🤎