The Inferno's Indulgence

Chapt 38

Celeste

I hold a large bowl of my very own pancake mix curled in one hand, a whisk in the opposite hand. Ten seconds max. On the stove, I have a fresh pan out, laced with oil and ready to be used. I step over and pour the mix into the pan, making a large circle, and place the bowl down to look out of the large window. It was so gloomy this morning before I lifted the blinds, and now I can see the beautiful yard. I have a look back at the pancake and it looks ready to flip. I flip it and turn around to grab the eggs I've previously whisked and I am surprised to see a very sexy Xyle sitting at the bar.

He has an elbow pressed onto the countertop, and his chin resting onto his hand. His gray eyes shine bright, spiraling as a small and thin line appears on his face.

I slyly gasp as my body turns around, startled. It only takes a moment for me to realize, and I give him a small smile once I do. "I tried to have this ready for you before your alarm went off."

The sun is just barely rising. I never wake this early, not for anything, but Xyle does.

He nods, pulling his slender but brooding body out of the bar still and swiveling around the countertop to get to where I am. My breathing stops for a slight moment, sensing that he's going to pounce on me at any given moment. We went once more after last night's round, and with the way he acted, I'm sure he still wants more of me without protection.

"I know, but it's not easy sleeping when you're not next to me." He steps closer to me, his eyes dancing with lust, love, I don't know, but they dance with something strong.

I tilt my head upward to adjust to his height as he swiftly slides both of his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him. My body feels delicious pressed against his, though his button down shirt holds a barrier between us. Without it, I would be able to feel his naked chest, touching his sweet skin.

He breathes out, letting a groan dance between as he leans his nose down and pushes his face into my hair. He softly inhales.

My pulse begins to race. My pancakes. I place a foot behind me to take a quick step back, wanting to be released from his hold, but he only snatches me back closer to him when he notices my attempt to break contact.

"Don't." He says, his voice low and hoarse "I really don't like it when you refuse me of holding you. It hurts my feelings."

I make my eyes more prominent on his face and when he looks down into my eyes I find my expression changing. My brows furrow, faint memories of early this morning stopping by.

"You were choking me."

"Not intentionally."

"Your arms are too big to hold around me like that." I defend myself.

"I'm sorry."

I smile a bit as I lift my hand to touch his face. "It's okay, just have to be cautious." I rub my thumb along his cheek "I don't mean to refuse you, I just don't want to die."

Despite my brewing smile, he doesn't. He lets me go, acting as is he seriously doesn't want to, and pulls off to the side as I go to take the pancake off of the stove. I turn the fire down and clean the pan before reusing it for the eggs. As I stand there at the stove, I watch as his large hand comes beside me. In just no time his other hand is on the opposite side and he circles me in. He presses his body into mine, letting me feel his heavy erection.

I close my eyes, feeling the tingle down my back and between my legs. "I'm sorry, Xyle, but I can not..." he pulls a hand away from the counter and touches my side. "I'm trying to make you a nice breakfast. Your 'I'm Proud of you for being awarded The President of the Business committee' pancakes."