One Hot Australian Night
Why would he need to? He was completely perfect.
Though she knew she shouldn't, she asked the question that had plagued her since she first laid eyes on him.
"Why did you contact Madame Eve?"
He hesitated and she looked up to find a pained expression on his face. Oh, crap.
Regret flowed through her and she leaned away from him. "Sorry, you don't have to answer. I'm merely curious."
"No," he retorted, pulling her back against him. "It's fine." A long pause and a shaky breath later, he answered. "I married young." Jealousy instantly twinged Zalia's chest. Just the thought of another woman touching him, let alone loving him, invoked feelings she'd never experienced.
She'd never experienced envy. Even when she'd found fuckface – her last ex – in bed with another woman, she hadn't felt that way. Angry, sure. Furious, definitely. But not jealous.
"She died in a car accident two years ago," Xavier continued. He frowned, sadness in his eyes, his voice cracking slightly. Immediately, sorrow replaced Zalia's jealousy. She wished she could reach out and take his pain away. "I haven't been with a woman since. Haven't even dated. My brother decided enough was enough and practically forced me to send my details to 1NightStand. When I heard she'd found me a match, I had to come."
"No pun intended," she said with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.
He kissed the top of her head, filling her chest with a warm, fuzzy feeling.
"What's your story, beautiful? I can't imagine you had trouble finding a man."
She didn't hesitate. "I've only been in two relationships. Both of them cheated on me. My best friend kept pestering me to get back out there and 'fuck a bunch of randoms' as she so politely put it." That got a hearty laugh from him, the smooth skin of his chest sliding against her cheek as he chuckled. "I haven't gone on a date in three years."
"Three years?" His blue-grey eyes widened with surprise. "Why not? You're too beautiful a woman to be locked away from the world." She smiled at the compliment, happy tears burning her eyes. "I could say the same about you."
"So you decided enough was enough?"
She shook her head. "We agreed that if I contacted Madame Eve and wasn't happy with whatever match she found me, Kara would stop pushing me to find a man."
A moment of silence followed while he studied her face. "And?"
"And what?"
"Are you happy with the match you got?"
Leaning up, Zalia kissed him thoroughly, leaving both of them breathless and quivering at the end of it.
"Does that answer your question?"
"I believe so." He grinned and rolled over, pinning her beneath his hard body.
***
When Xavier awoke some time later, the soft body that had been nestled against him was missing. Sitting up, he squinted to see in the dark room and found his clothing folded neatly on the nightstand, next to Zalia's. He rubbed his weary eyes and hopped out of bed, intent on finding where his lover had gone. A quiet slosh of water told him she was in the bathroom.
When he opened the door, he found her soaking in the large spa-bath. She'd tied her hair up in a high ponytail. Tendrils curled with moisture around her face One Hot Australian Night and neck. With her head resting against the edge of the tub, her eyes remained closed. As he entered the room, a smile formed on her full lips.
"Are you going to join me?" she asked, opening her eyes to regard him.
He paused and took in the picture of true beauty she was. Her tired, sated gaze, swollen red mouth, soft breasts, and creamy skin had his cock jumping to attention again. Her gaze traveled down and she licked her lips, sending sparks of arousal shooting around his body. This woman would be his undoing.
He stood in the tub opposite her, donning a condom as he took his time getting used to the temperature before immersing his body in the citrus-scented water.
When he settled, she moved so her legs lay on top of his and her toes rested against his hips, giving him the perfect view of what he'd been enjoying all night.
He smiled and began massaging her foot, working his way up one leg then moving on to the other one, her silky, smooth skin heavenly against his calloused fingers.
She moaned and closed her eyes. "That feels so good. I just want to wrap you up and keep you with me at all times."
He smiled to himself. He felt the exact same way. This amazingly beautiful, and responsive woman was a goddess. He'd never had a lover like her, not even Honoria.
His movements stopped and his muscles tensed at the memory of his wife.
"Xavier?" Zalia's quiet voice pulled him from his stunned silence.
Looking at her, he realized he'd stopped massaging and his fingertips dug into her thighs. Shaking his head, he concentrated on the woman before him. Soaking wet and ready for him to take. She was his future. He had to stop thinking about Honoria and leave her as the treasured memory she was.
A wicked smirk spread across his mouth and he leaned forward, his hands moving under her buttocks. He lifted her and pulled her forward until she straddled him. That adorable giggle came from her lips again and her eyes twinkled with amusement. Arousal spread from his head to his toes when she wiggled her hips; his cock rested against her warm and inviting entrance.
He was tempted to take her hard and fast again, but decided to go slow. He enjoyed watching her squirm and come. Capturing a nipple between his lips, he sucked until it peaked, grinning arrogantly when he received a guttural moan from her. Repeating the action on her other breast, he then ran his hands down her back until they came to rest on her hips.
Her soft fingertips danced their way along his jaw, stopping on his shoulders as he began movements that were so slow and deliberate his muscles shook beneath her. He bent his head to the side and placed a sweet kiss on the back of her wrist. Her gaze locked with his and she smiled. Without warning, he thrust his cock deep inside her.
Her eyes rolled back and a sound of pleasure and surprise erupted from her throat. She was so fucking tight; he didn't want to move for fear of coming too soon. Her pussy held him like a glove, inner muscles clenching tightly.
With a wicked grin, she arched her back as she looked down at him with hazy eyes and impaled herself on his erection. Now it was his turn to moan. The woman was a goddess and a devil rolled into one. Slowly, she rotated her hips, moving his cock in every direction, not leaving a single part of her cunt untouched.
Xavier took the hint and leaned back, letting her take over, reveling in the sight before him. Her breasts bounced with each rotation she made. She bit down on her bottom lip as she brought herself closer to climax. He removed a hand from her hip and shifted it down, his fingers dancing around her clit.
As he'd hoped, her inner muscles tensed, signaling the beginning of her orgasm. He continued his lazy movements as she rode him, bringing herself over the edge.
His lips tingled, begging to suckle her. Cupping both breasts, he brought one nipple to his mouth then the other. He licked, nipped, and sucked until she cried out above him and became a trembling mess.
Fuck, she's amazing. With her forehead resting against his, their breath combined in an intimate exchange that only lovers shared. His cocked twitched inside of her, but he didn't dare move. He wanted to stay like that forever, with her soft body pressed against his, their lips grazing with each breath she took.
After a few moments of bathing in her afterglow, Zalia moved and kissed him so deeply it sent shivers down his spine. She pulled herself off him and clasped her fingers around his cock.
"So, am I allowed to take care of this?"
"Please do," he replied on an exhale.
To his shock, she stood and exited the bath. He stared at her, his rock hard erection apparent in the water. She quickly wrapped a towel around her body and stood with her hands on her hips.
"What are you waiting for? Get that sexy ass of yours on the bed." Her gaze flickered from his crotch back to his face. "Please," she added with a grin.
Returning her grin, he climbed out and dried himself, eager to meet her in the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, as instructed, and watched with wide eyes as she got on her knees in front of him. There was nothing sexier to him than a woman willing to please.
Without a word, she bent her head and took his cock into her mouth. He closed his eyes and rested back on his elbows, ready to enjoy the ride. Her wicked tongue swirled up and down, around and around his erection. She suckled, took him into the back of her throat and swallowed, pulling back to suck on the head.
Then repeated the process.
The woman had moves that should be illegal.
On the final suck, the head of his member touched the back of Zalia's throat and he was a goner. His balls tightened and tingled, his cock becoming almost painfully hard. He touched her shoulders, intent on pulling her off so he didn't come in her mouth. Most women hated that.
Apparently not this one. She shook off his grip and pushed a gentle hand on his stomach. That gesture unraveled him. His head spun and his face flushed as he panted and moaned. White light sparked on the back of his closed eyelids. An animalistic growl rumbled from his chest as pleasure shot through his entire body. Muscles he didn't know he had warmed and shivered with his release. She swallowed every drop of cum that shot into her mouth in the single most erotic act he'd ever experienced.
Collapsing back on the bed, Xavier pulled her with him and put an arm around her. He'd just enjoyed the most intense orgasm of his life with the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. He couldn't have been happier than he was at that moment.