Maya had done the dishes regardless of the fact Xavier had lots of housekeepers for that but used to not being cared and fended for she couldn't shake how irresponsible it felt dumping your used dishes on another person.
When she was done, she saw Xavier sitting down on the lounge, his eyes on his laptop.
Noticing her presence, he met her gaze smiling at her. She smiled back, loving how natural it felt to be with him, in his house exchanging glances.
"You not feeling sleepy yet?" Xavier asked as she sat down on the chair opposite him, looking up from his computer.
His hair was damp showing that he had just taken his bath and his matching pajamas didn't conceal how ridiculously good-looking he was, if anything his laid-back attitude enunciated the obvious.
She shook her head answering negatively at his question. "I ain't sleepy yet."
"How about you?" She asked after a few minutes.
"Not sleepy." He met her gaze, amused, "Difficult to sleep when you don't have an efficient assistant anymore."
She bit her lip guilty he had to suffer, "Don't." He snapped warningly. His laptop was closed and forgotten, his eyes on her lip.
"What?" She asked, still sucking on her lower lip, confused.
He took huge strides towards her, sitting next to her, making her open her eyes alarmed. She had stayed far away from him intentionally not sure she could control herself around him for long if he was that close.
"If you want this friend something to work," he started, his eyes on hers, "Then you need to know that you can't bite on your lip and not expect a reaction from me. You can't expect my cock not to spring up and not to desire you on your knees why you take him into your small soft lips__" her eyes widened as he uttered those words but as she swallowed he could see the desire in her eyes as she tried to discreetly cross her legs.
"God Maya, you should be illegal in many countries," he said frustrated.
Then sparing her one last heated glance he leaned against the love seat settees, they both were sitting on, his eye closed, his fingers massaging his temple while Maya stared at him flushed.
"Let's play a game." She managed to squeak out.
He regarded her with incredulity, he was about combusting because he desired her way too much and she wanted to play a game? He thought, finally concluding that he could also put the term crazy among the growing list of peculiar things about her.
"Why do you want to play a game?" He asked matter of factly. Wondering how she could be so unaffected by how intense their chemistry was, how she could even think of being involved with him in anything that doesn't involve their genitals, how she was so calm when it felt like he was drowning.
"Because that is what friends do."
He peered into her face making sure that after all that had happened between them just now, how her eyes had dilated at his words, she was joking by still pushing the friendship train, but her face was damn Serious.
He had a long list of things he wanted to do with her, a long list of fantasy, of positions he wanted to try out with her, how he wants to inch into her slowly while watching her shatter and her lips slightly open in shock while she takes him inside of her. He wanted to hear her scream out in pleasure, he wanted to hear her sweet soft cry, her moan.
He wanted her to squirm underneath him, wanted her to take in his cock in between her hot soft lips, he wanted to see her heavy tits and feel them in his hands. He wanted to worship them, lapping at them, and she wanted what? To play a game! The biggest joke of the century was an understatement.
"What is the name of the game?"
"20 questions."
"I'm off to bed." He said not able to take it. He should as well have a cold shower than have to play a question and answer game he remembered playing when he was 5 with a hard-on.
"Please," she pleaded pouting and because he was a fool and had a weakness that started with M, he settled back.
"So, you are to answer a question in the next five seconds then ask a question back. Anyone who takes more than five seconds, before they blurt out answers loses."
Xavier nodded in agreement asking her to go first. "Favorite pizza topping?"
"Pepperoni."
He smiled, "Favorite color?"
"Black."
He chuckled not believing her choice of favorites as he had expected her to go for pink or yellow, something girly. "Where have you always wanted to visit?"
"The afterlife."
She shook her head at his reply, not even shocked, that is what happens when you have the resources and opportunity to have anything or go anywhere you want in life.
"Top 2 things you wanted to achieve before you clock 20."
"Be done with my degree and find my soulmate."
He paused, he didn't need to ask her if she achieved them both, he knew the scumbag who she had thought was the one had cheated on her which was a very dumb choice to make.
It was just the dumbass loss though he thought to himself.
The smile that was on her face disappeared cementing his suspicion of what had happened and for a second he found himself being thankful that her boyfriend had been so blind to cheat on her else he'll never have found her.
He knew his thought was selfish and Maya personally won't be appreciative of his thought if she could hear but he couldn't help wanting Maya selfishly to himself.
"Maya,"
She met his gaze "huh?"
"Do you still believe in love?"
She nodded, "Yes, I do."
"How about you?"
There was a silence that lasted for minutes, "I do." Then he stared at her, "But I don't want it." Then he smiled at her and saying she was the winner of the game, he left her for his room.