Continental Breakfast by Ella Dominguez Page A

things to go this far with you. I never expected to miss you so much. I never anticipated needing you so much. I never expected to fall in love with you. Do you know why I put this ring on this particular finger?” he asks, holding my hand and touching the ruby ring.
    I shake my head, my mind spinning out of control from his confession.
    “Because it’s next to your wedding finger and I’ve always felt, deep down, that we had that kind of commitment, even if it wasn’t spoken.
    I audibly gasp at his confession and the completely sincere look on his face. “You hurt me,” I say softly, thinking about Leggy Blonde.
    “Svetlana?” he asks.
    I nod yes.
    “Ms. Darcy, let me be very clear about this - I did not have sex with her,” he states firmly.
    “But I heard you,” I answer quickly.
    “You’re mistaken. What you heard was not me having sex with her. What you heard was a desperate attempt from an ex-girlfriend to capture my attention. She forced me to watch her make herself cum.”
    I’m stunned into silence as my mind races.
    “But you were smiling and laughing with her. You never smile and laugh with me,” I reply sadly.
    “ I was merely being polite. But you’re right, I didn’t smile and laugh near enough, especially considering how happy you made me. It’s just the tough façade I’m so accustomed to showing everyone. I want you to know, I haven’t been with anyone since being with you that first time, Ms. Darcy. I couldn’t be with another woman if I tried. You’ve ruined me for other women with your submissive way. No woman has ever wanted to serve me so completely and so willingly. Can’t you see that you’ve decimated me completely? I simply can’t take no for an answer from you. I won’t. My work is suffering from your absence and my heart is crushed. Tell me what it will take to get you back and it’s yours. Tell me, Bella. I’ll give you anything…” he says desperately, his eyes glossy.
    “Mr. Pettifo r, you’re the only thing I want,” I murmur.
    “ Call me Xander. I love the way your mouth looks when you say it.”
    I take a deep breath and utter his name for the second time, “Xander…”
    He closes his eyes tightly and his breathing halts.
    “I was such a jackass for not responding to you when you told me you loved me. I knew then that I loved you, too, but fear of the unknown and my pride stood in the way. Please forgive me, Bella”
    “Oh, Xander, I love you.”
    I latch onto him fiercely, his response mirroring mine.  Picking me up into his arms, he carries me to his car and tenderly places me inside. Dante looks at me through the rear-view mirror and nods his head and smiles.
    Turning to face Xander, I ask, “How did you know I was here?”
    “I’ve know where you’re at every minute of every day since you quit me,” he answers, moving close to me. “Dante, please leave for a moment.”
    The look in his eyes is animalistic. Dante steps out and as soon as the car door closes, Xander’s hands are all over me, his mouth crushing onto mine and his warm wet tongue pushing past my lips.
    He pulls back and breathes into my mouth, “I’ve spent 96 excruciating days, 7 miserable hours and…” he quickly glances at his watch, “36 agonizing minutes without you, my beautiful princess. Don’t ever quit me again.” 
    “I didn’t quit you; I just couldn’t bear the thought of you with another woman.”
    He smiles as his hands find their way into my running pants, his long fingers slipping into my pulsating core. I moan out and he grabs my face, pulling me close to him. 
    “Oh , Mr. Pettifor,” I pant while his fingers push deep inside of me.
    “ God, I love you, Bella. Don’t ever try to quit me again, I absolutely won’t allow it,” he growls, pulling my pants down and burying his face in my pussy.
    I’m so desperate for his touch, it only takes a few minutes before his hot skilled mouth and expert fingers bring me the release I’ve missed. I scream