Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

For the past two years, Xavier had never asked Lily for her opinion. This was the first time, and there was an earnest look in his eyes. Lily's eyes flickered, and she could hear the wild thumping of her heart.

She said nothing, which Xavier took to mean acquiescence. After all, she couldn't resist it when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

He would occasionally tease her when they were in bed together. All it took were a few sweet words for her to melt and become like water. It was still the same now.

There was mirth in his eyes as his lips peppered her beautiful eyes with kisses.

They were light, gentle kisses, while his breath was burning hot.

Lily lowered her eyes, and her gaze alighted on his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone. She pressed her lips together, and just as he was about to cover her lips with his, she spoke up. "Xavier, you just want to sleep with me, don't you?" She had finally admitted it. The truth was that Xavier didn't love her.

She suddenly felt as if she could see very clearly that Xavier was only being like this for sex. There were no feelings involved at all.

He wasn't using his heart, and he was just thinking with the lower half of his body.

Xavier wasn't angry about

of him to want to sleep with her. They were

he still wanted the physical aspect of their relationship. He couldn't let himself go without it. He'd never bothered to hide his physical attraction to

If it hadn't been for that attraction, he wouldn't have bothered being with her

don't want to," Lily answered simply. "If you try

compared to him. If he insisted on it, there was

didn't want her to. He

of hers become so aggressive? If he wanted it, she

of sleeping together, completely ignoring the fact that they were in the

hadn't wanted to hear what she'd

asked, "Don't you like

determined not to make him too

the mood to toy with her, but he

his features were

underneath him had beautiful features, but there was a cold, impassive look in her

even find any trace of the way she used to look at him in her expression. In the past, she'd been like