<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xavier Diaz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom 1<br/><strong>With:</strong>Leda<br/><br/>Xavier took note of how his question took Leda off guard. It was the exact reason why he has asked her. When she said the positions to him, the same cold expression was upon his face as he looked down at her, not saying anything to her. Simply watching as Leda became more cautious of him. It was hard to believe that only moments ago, she had enthusiastically told him that she wanted to be his slut. Then again, he didn't exactly have a smile upon his face anymore, either.<br/><br/>The Latin male's head tilted as he watched the blonde look away from him, glancing down at his triceps once he felt her fingers upon them. His hand left her throat, and put three fingers in front of her. Finally, he spoke. "That's three times." The three fingers changed to two. "Two more, and we should be even." His hand left the front of her face, moving to her right leg which she had set up for him. Pulling her lower body toward him, the tip of Xavier's manhood pierced through Leda's folds, moving his length deep to immediately force her pussy to take the shape of his hardness. He hunched over her, letting go of her legs and placing his hands on the floor so that his lips were right at her turned ear.<br/><br/>"Do you regret it...?" Xavier started, beginning as a whisper. "Asking to be me slut...?" He paused, watching as Leda's eyes were still refusing his face. His hand came to her chin, forcing her face to turn to his. "Look at me." His eyes were peered deep into hers. "This is who I am... It's okay to hate me, princess." With those final words, a sudden show of compassion came from Xavier as he placed his lips onto Leda's. His hand left her chin and returned to the floor, his hips beginning their thrusts, his cock beginning it's pounding.