Someone Like Xavier

"Ready for a refill?" The bartender nods down to the empty glass. His gaze darts down to my cleavage.

I nod and ask for something strong, I come all the way to surprise my boyfriend, but he surprised me when I caught him cheating on me.

Reed. My ex-boyfriend now.

Last year he got acceptance from NYU, I was happy for him but at the same time I was also sad because knowing I'm going to miss him, today was his birthday I come for him and find him buried in someone else pussy, it's not like I was in love with him, but I still feel bad.

Note I am feeling bad, not heartbroken. He could have told me, the long-distance relationship was not working.

I took a deep breath and use my key to get into his house. As the door opens, shock ripples through me, coming in waves of horror and pain.

I freeze, watching my worst nightmare unfold.

Reed has girl bent over on the couch, his eyes are closed, and his face is pure ecstasy as he drives into her,

His hands grip her hips as he rears back and rams into her.

" yes! " Her loud, high-pitched voice“Oh! I’m coming. Oh. My. God. Fuck!”

" What the fuck! " I snap, both their heads snap up and Reed’s eyes lock on mine.

" Mel. " He stops moving, staring at me with wide eyes. "I know I fucked up, but I had a bad case of the blue ball I’m sorry, Mel. I didn’t mean to hurt you. You weren’t meant to find out," Reed says, finally finding his tongue.

That fucking bastard.

I shook my head and take another sip of my drink. I snorted inwardly what I was thinking I knew long-distance relationship never works.

Good thing next week my classes are going to start, After that, you will find me buried in books.

"Hey, gorgeous, " A voice came from behind.

I groan, why can't they leave the girl alone? I have declined at least twelve offers in the last two hours.

I turned to see and my eyes meet a set of green eyes fringed with dark lashes. Muscles bulge beneath his taut t-shirt, the hard planes of his chest and abs clearly visible beneath. He looks like he is in his thirties.

Whoa, he’s hot.

My gaze darts back up to his face to see a smirk and a gleam in his eyes that tells me he knows I was checking him out

"Hey, handsome, " I replied with a dazzling smile on my face.

His grin widens. " Can I have a seat with a beautiful lady?" he asked showing me his cute dimples. Wow.

He looked me up and down. His face was twisted slightly and there was a desire in his eyes.

" Be my guest, " I smile

He sat on the chair beside me and leaned forward. The scent of his cologne wafts my way as he leans in just a little.

" Can I buy you a drink?" He asked

" Sure," I smile

"What will you have?" Bartender asked

"Bloody Mary. "

" Vodka," he ordered

He smooths his hair back with one hand and finally tells me his name.

" Xavier Clark, "

I smile " Sara Hudson. "

"For the lady," he says in that deep, slightly raspy voice Placing drink

"Thank you, " I lean forward and took a sip, not missing the way he's watching my lips with intense focus. After a few minutes of sitting in silence

"Can I have a dance with the most beautiful lady?" He asked with a little bow. This was usually the point where I left guys at the bar, but for some reason, I shook my head and flirted him back.

"Well aren't you prince charming?" I smirked

"Only if you agree to be my princess." he winked, I blush and a shiver runs up my spine and he must notice because he chuckles " shall we?"

I nod and placed my hand in his.

My hands rested on his broad shoulders while his arms draped around my back, holding me firmly and swaying me side to side. I was almost eye-level with him and close enough to feel his warm breath heated my cheeks.

He gripped me tighter and drawing me closer to him. So close my breasts grazed his steely chest, As he drew me tighter against him, his hardness pressed against my stomach, and I could feel the heat of it right through his jeans.

We both were lost in a haze of lust, his eyes full of desire, asking me permission. Call me drunk because I was at a loss for words and knew that anything that came out of my mouth would be sound all wrong.

So I gave him a small nod and on my next heartbeat, his lips came crashing down on mine in a fierce kiss In seconds, our tongues were dancing and my fingers were fisting his hair, pulling his face toward me and deepening the kiss, devouring me with his mouth, after hours of dancing, grinding each other in every way.

"I need to go ladies' room," I strode away leaving him dance floor. I stared myself in the mirror I was drunk and feeling rebellious I wanted to do the thing I have never done, when I left the bathroom saw him standing outside leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed in his chest

"What are you doing here?" I asked

"Waiting for you," he replied

"I didn't ask you to," arms crossed in my chest, as his eyes fall in my cleavage

"You didn't, I wanted to," he shrugs

"Well, thanks for a drink," I tried walking towards exits before I can move he grabbed my hand pulled me against his chest he cupped her cheeks in his hands, and captured my mouth in a hot, wet kiss. It wasn't a slow kiss or a dreamy kiss. No, it was a hungry one that sent a rush of heat flooding my veins. He kissed me greedily, It flared through my whole body. I gasped when I felt his hardness.

Fuck. Me. He's long and thick. I can feel it and I'm wet for him. Drenched.

"I've been rock hard for you beautiful, All night, I've been like this. I can't tell you how much I want my cock inside you, how much I want to sink it right into your sweet little pussy and make you come so fucking hard, you will be screaming my name all night, " he steps back "I will not force you for anything you don't want."

I was speechless. The intense ache for him made it impossible to talk. I wanted him so badly between my legs I could scream.

And it's been almost ten-month last since I had sex because my boyfriend was in New York. I snorted inwardly.

I look at him, he is looking at me with blunt desire hiding nothing, what he wants to do. He wants me and the ache between my legs tells me my pussy needs him too. Badly. Urgently.

One night wouldn't hurt and it's not like I will see him again.

After finding my strengths "One night," I swallowed and whispered one night I want to explore, be wild, wanted to be free, to unleash the spirit that was screaming to come out

"What?" He asked

"One night without any string, "

He grinned placed his hand in his chest, "Girl after my own heart," he leads me to exit

"It's only one night after that we are stranger remember," I reminded him again.

"Well ok," rubbing his hand in the back of the neck "my place or yours," he asked

"My hotel room." I unlocked my car

"Hotel room?" He arched his brow

" I came to surprise my boyfriend and found him cheating on me, his loss. " I shrug not wanting to explain further

"And my gain if he hadn't cheated on you today, I wouldn't be able to spend a night with a most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. Lucky me" he grinned and wink as his hand rested in my bare thighs, I gasp as his hand begins to slide up, along my thigh, towards the short hem of my dress the tips of his fingers slide down, brushing against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I can't help it, I wiggle and squirm. His fingers relax around me then begin to slide up, stroking along the inner flesh of my thigh. The higher and higher they explore.

"I have never done this before," I said in a low voice

"Never done what?" He asked confused and his finger stopped working

"One night stand with a stranger," keeping my attention on the road

He sucks in a sharp breath and his head jerks towards me as if I've surprised him." Never?"

"Never," I repeated

"Fuck!" he groans out. His hand squeezes around me hard suddenly, so tight

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"I'm sure," I replied even though I don't know what I am sure about

His grip instantly relaxes and he growls without hiding the lust in his voice "That's good to know, " then his fingers are moving again finding and tracing the hem of my panties. His fingers begin to push their way under my hem His fingers move. The tips of his finger grazed lightly over my lips then my clit.

I moan, my hands clutching the steering wheel tightly

"Focus on the road, beautiful," he said

His fingers brush across my clit again, rubbing and rubbing Then his fingers slide down, exploring my entrance.

"Fuck," he groans. "You're soaking wet, baby." His fingers tease me, circling my entrance. He yanked his hand back and I inhale sharply, I didn't realize I was holding my breath

We reached the hotel and walked to the elevator, I knew I was thinking about what's going to happen next. My anxiety was increasing, he can feel my uneasiness because he asked

"Are you sure, if not we are not doing these, and believe me I am okay with it, " he stared at her intently, his eyes boring through my soul, making every nerve in my body tingle, and every ounce of my blood sing

We went inside the elevator together. I pressed the floor number.

A night of wild, passionate, no-strings-attached sex with a handsome, thrilling stranger

"I am sure, I want this. I want you, " I whispered, we met each other halfway. Both of us lunged forward at the same time, where lips met lips in passionate, head-spinning kisses

"I want you too," he whispered hoarsely against my lips.

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To be continued...