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Xavier looked at her for a moment, that telltale expression of hopefulness and hesitation, but she just held his gaze and gave his leg a small squeeze. Xavier did as she asked and when they were under way, she climbed onto his lap, straddling him.
“I’ve had the most wonderful time. I want you to know that.”
He rested his hands on her waist, settling them just above her hips. “So have I. I’ve never enjoyed someone’s company so genuinely.”
She leaned down and kissed him sweetly. The kissing slowly ramped up to more passionate motions, their hands gripping more, their breathing increasing. She felt his excitement grow under her, and she couldn’t stop from smiling. The last thing she wanted to think about was John, but in that moment it was impossible not to make the comparison. Every time she and John were together, she had to work to get him even interested. Nothing made her feel less wanted.
Now here was this man, this perfect man, and he was ready to go just from kissing her. She moved her hips and just took some time enjoying the sensation of his arousal. Soon, though she couldn’t wait any longer, and knew she didn’t have a lot of time before they reached her house. She moved off of him just long enough to remove her panties and gave him a smile.
Like an excited teenager, he removed his jacket and tossed it aside, then quickly undid his pants and pushed them down. She grinned at the sight of him. It was a beautiful thing, and she couldn’t wait to have it. Aimee straddled him again, this time reaching down and taking him in her hand. His eyes closed as he took a deep breath.
“A simple thank you would’ve been enough,” he said with a smile. Aimee leaned down and kissed the side of his neck just under his ear.
“This is my simple thank you,” she whispered. She then guided him into her and lowered herself down.
The breath was driven from her in a rush at the feeling of him. The intensity of the moment was almost more than she could bear. He was wonderful, the feeling of being with him indescribable. It was the very definition of surreal. Aimee brought herself up and lowered down on him again, re-experiencing the sensations.
He buried his face between her breasts, holding her close to him as she began a slow, smooth rhythm. Aimee wasn’t some starry eyed teenager. She’d had sex before, but every time before it was just that: sex. That moment with Xavier, the feeling of his hands on her body, the feel of his shirt against her skin, his breath against her neck as he kissed her, it was the truest sense of connection that she’d ever dreamed of. In that moment, for just that time, they were together.
They moved together, both relishing in the sensations of their bodies, both working for the pleasure of the other. She didn’t feel obliged or an object to him. He appreciated her for who she was, wanted her for exactly who she was, and being with him there, like that, was what sex was always meant to be.
Until now, she’d assumed she would never have it. Every bump in the road was felt throughout her whole body as it jostled them. Her entire body worked itself up to a sensitive frenzy. Finally, after she’d lost all sense of time, she felt her orgasm build inside of her in a rush, as though it had been waiting for something only to spring it on her in an ambush. She clutched to him as she moaned, grinding herself down on him as her ecstasy overcame her.
He suddenly grabbed onto her, groaning and bucking his hips in sharp, heavy motions and she felt the bursts of heat inside of her. That tipped the balance, bringing her own to the fore in a wild rush. He continued to move with her, helping her finish hers through to the end, and when it was over, she rested her head on his shoulder and struggled to regain her breath.
Sitting there in his arms was the most comfortable she’d ever been in her life. Normally after the act it was time to go, but in that moment leaving was the last thing she wanted to do. Unfortunately, it was only a few minutes before they pulled up to the café. Aimee planted a dozen more kisses on his lips and around his face before saying goodbye.
He stood there watching as she walked up the dirt road that eventually led to her house. She knew because, even though she didn’t look behind her, she never heard the car pull away.
Despite how sad she was knowing she couldn’t see him again, she couldn’t help but smile.
Xavier spent the rest of the night in a haze. He wasn’t ready to go home, not after the incredible time he’d had. He had Roland take him around to a few bars in the city. After a few drinks and striking up random conversations with people, he finished off the night feeling like he was on drugs or something.
He’d actually found someone that liked him for who he was, and not just because he was rich. The way she refused his gifts blew him away. It hadn’t been a test, he genuinely wanted to buy her things, to lavish her in the one thing he had a lot of, but she wouldn’t have it. She was just happy being with him. He hadn’t done anything for her that she’d asked her other than showing her a good time, and she slept with him by the end of it.
That had been probably the most unexpected thing for him. He never suspected she would’ve wanted to do anything like that, but he was certainly not complaining about it. The whole thing had been so sensual and amazing. He’d never had sex that felt like it had meaning to it. It wasn’t just sex, it was an experience. The next day, Xavier couldn’t focus on work in the least. He did what he had to in order to get through his day, but that was about it. He couldn’t wait to be off so he could go see her.
He’d sent her a text saying good morning, but never received an answer. Almost obsessively he checked his phone throughout the rest of the afternoon. He left it face-up on his desk so he could see it flash if she texted him back. She never did. As his day was winding to a close, he sent her another text, but she didn’t reply to that one either. When he was finally home, he decided to call her.
Yes, it may have seemed a bit clingy, at least in his own mind, but one phone call a stalker did not make.
It didn’t matter, she didn’t answer.
Xavier hung up and paced the halls of his mansion as he undressed and tried to think of what to do. He’d never met anyone that made him feel so good about who he was, or that seemed to light up just by the fact of him being himself. For the life of him he couldn’t just let that go. If ever there was a time to sacrifice a bit of pride and, yes, he had to admit, some self-respect as well, this was that time.
Xavier dressed in his riding leathers and headed out to that small town to see the woman that had won him over. It was a long drive to see her, but this time he felt a particular sense of anxiety over it. The whole time he thought of what he would say, how he could convince her of whatever was keeping her from him. Then of course he would convince himself that he was overreacting. She was likely fine, just busy. He needed to understand that not everyone lived and breathed to serve him. He would laugh to himself for how absurdly he was behaving. Then, a few miles would drift by, and his mind too would drift to all the reasons she wouldn’t want to see him again.
She’d had a good time, didn’t she? It seemed like it to him. Perhaps he was blind to anyone’s needs but his own. Round and round his mind went.
He was so confused and anxious by the time he reached the café that he didn’t even realize he was still wearing his helmet as he walked in. A young man, one of the only other servers the café employed was there to greet him.
“Where’s Aimee?” Xavier asked immediately. Then, trying to cover up the sudden question he added, “She’s not working today?”
“Nope,” the guy said. “She called in today.”
“Gotcha. Thanks.” Xavier left without even trying to keep up appearances.
She called in. What could that mean? Xavier had never been avoided in his life. Every person he met wanted to be near him, to have his attention. It was all for their own personal gain and had nothing to do with his worth, but still, the experience of someone actually avoiding him was both foreign and unsettling.
