Xavier's eyes blazed with desire as he gazed at Becca's voluptuous form.
Her beauty mesmerized him, and he leaned in, inhaling the citrusy scent of her hair.
The lemon fragrance wafted up, intensifying his craving.
Transfixed, Xavier's lips brushed against Becca's temple. His need for her overwhelmed him, a primal urge he couldn't shake.
Xavier's passion consumed him, his kisses fierce and unrelenting.
Becca, still semi-conscious, surprisingly responded to his touch. Xavier's hands explored her curves, his desire raging. He trailed kisses down her neck, along her collarbone, and Becca's body swayed in rhythm. Her gentle movements ignited Xavier's fervor.
He gently lifted her fabric, revealing her porcelain skin. Her beauty captivated him; he smiled in awe. Xavier's lips claimed Becca's, their kisses deepening. Without pause. Their bodies entwined, igniting a fierce passion.
Becca's hands instinctively wrapped around Xavier's neck. She pulled him closer, their chests pressing together. The spark between them exploded into an inferno. Their hearts pounded as one, lost in the lust.
Xavier's skilled fingers traced Becca's curves, exploring her arms, abdomen, and legs.
His touch ignited a fire within her, and tears of pleasure welled in her eyes.
A soft moan escaped her lips as his fingers grazed her sensitive petals.
A whispered moan betrayed her longing. Xavier's gentle strokes sent shivers down her spine. He claimed her lips, their tongues entwining in a passionate dance. Their kiss deepened, and Becca's senses surrendered. Their activities are a sensual symphony.
Xavier shed his clothes, his desire evident. He guided Becca's hand, urging her to touch him. But she seemed uncertain, so he let her be.
With swift finesse, Xavier undressed her. Subconsciously, she turned away from him in shame, trying to cover herself up but the man was not done with her just yet. Becca protested, "Wait, no...please, I'm still...argh...ahmm...umm...uh-huh...oh no...please, I'm still a virgin... This is a mistake."
Xavier, lost in lust, didn't heed her words. He savored her scent and taste, unwilling to stop. He had never had a woman with such demure femininity. It captivated him more. Was she a newbie? She'd surely earned her place so fast. He knew how it worked, so he was sure she was probably a college student in need of some money. Money wasn't his problem. Luckily for her.
Becca's pleas fell on deaf ears. It was like everything about her was bewitching him, he seemed to be under a spell. Xavier smiled as he used his hand to caress every part of her skin.
Xavier touched her in places she had been touched before, and she would subconsciously thwart his hand, but he continued his onslaught. Soon, he laid back up, kissed her as his hand trailed down forbidden areas of her body and God knew she was about to faint, but she found herself enjoying it, her body was betraying her big time.
He started off slowly but then the drug's effect on him intensified. Transforming Xavier's touch into an all-consuming fierce desire. Xavier slammed into her hard like a mad man. Making Becca scream simultaneously, but he couldn't hear her. He was too consumed.
They both climaxed, but satisfaction was far from them. Xavier, being the man, pressed on for a few more times before collapsing near her. As they drifted off to sleep, Xavier whispered sweet nothings to her.
"You're the sweetest I've tasted, and you're beautiful, babygirl... I'd love to get to know you more and have you again later."
Unbeknownst to him that the lady had actually passed out during their hot session. Poor Rebecca, it was her first time and the man beside her didn't consider noticing. After all, they'd both been under some influence.
Xavier woke up in the middle of the night, his stomach growling with hunger. He reached for his phone and ordered room service. He chose his menu delicately before clicking on the check-out button.
As he waited for his food to arrive, Xavier's gaze fell upon Becca, who lay sleeping beside him. He felt a stir of desire, remembering the passion they had shared earlier.
He got out of bed and walked clumsily over to the window, pulling back the curtains to gaze out at the city skyline. The lights twinkled like diamonds, and Xavier felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him.
He counted himself lucky that nothing bad happened at the party. It would have been a shame for him to have been compromised in front of a crowd, not to talk if the paparazzi and other bloggers disguised as guests would have taken that as advantage of tomorrow's headline. He sighed. What would he have done without Raymond? He owed him big time.
He turned back to Becca, his eyes roaming over her peaceful form. She looked so beautiful, so innocent. Xavier felt a pang of guilt, remembering how he had taken advantage of her.
But as he looked at her, he couldn't help but feel drawn to her again. He wondered if she would be willing to spend another night with him.
Xavier's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. He opened it to find a room service attendant holding a tray of food.
"Thank you," Xavier said, taking the tray from the attendant.
As he closed the door, Xavier's eyes fell upon Becca again. He felt a surge of desire, and he knew that he wanted her again.
But as he looked at her, he noticed something strange. Becca's phone lay on the bedside table, her clothes that he'd torn were all over the place. He would compensate her for that though, bruises on her body. He sure had been rough with her. However, he remembered meeting her unconscious, or was she asleep? That was strange. He usually had the receptionist send a girl over when he was settled, but this time, she was already in his room looking deceased.
Xavier's curiosity got the better of him, and he walked over to the phone. He picked it up. It was a decent iPhone 11. Maybe she had class. He turned his gaze to the girl when she made some muffled sound. She looked so innocent, and yet she was a sex worker. Probably that was her charm.
He finished his meal with sleepy eyes and rushed back to bed. It would be cruel of him to send her away, so he let her stay beside him. His chest moved up and down as his thoughts began to black out, falling into a deep slumber not carring what tomorrow held for him.