Can’t Fight Love

Chapter 10

It was hard to imagine all I had missed the night before. The jacuzzi was uncovered now, and little candles seemed to bounce all around the tub. On the side of the jacuzzi, l little wooden shelf was perched, with a bottle of wine chilling, two glasses, and some crackers. 

The crickets, and other critters, were so loud, along with the rushing water, it was all something that I wasn’t used to. 

This was a different world, away from my chaos. It was quiet and I could be in the moment. 

“Hey,” Xavier's deep voice caught me off guard, “you joining me?”

He was already in the water. His long arms stretched out on either side of him, and his big s**t eating grin. Damn he looks so good. His bright green eyes are shining so bright. 

I returned his s**t eating grin with my own. Slowly I traced my fingertips near the collar of my robe, running my fingers, delicately, pulling my robe apart, revealing my breasts. I pull the robe off and I stand naked for a second, laying the robe on a nearby chair. 

I had never been naked outside. Under the moonlight. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been comfortable with my body and my sexuality. This was an amazing feeling, freeing. 

Xavier’s eyes were hungry on my body. I have never felt more like a woman. A goddess. 

I walked slowly up the steps as I gathered my hair and tied it in a knot on top of my head, and I never took my eyes off Xavier. 

The way he watched me was intoxicating. I slipped into the water on the opposite side of him despite that he thought I’d sit close to him. The warm water was welcoming as I leaned back into the tub. 

For the first time in my adult life, I was relaxing. Between work and children, I have never just kicked back. 

I close my eyes and listen to the sounds around me. I jump a bit when I feel Xavier’s hand on my leg, then slide down to my foot. 

“Hey!” I giggle, “I’m ticklish”

“Relax,” Xavier assured me and he began moving his thumbs in circular motions on the bottom of my foot. 

“Mmmm” I rest my head back and close my eyes, “that feels good.“

His eyes are fixated on me and I can feel them. The rhythmic pulsing from the jets and the kneading of his eager fingers, I can feel myself slipping. 

“Wine?” He deep voice washes over me and I’m brought back to reality. 

“Of course,” I smile sitting up more. I’m watching him carefully. Obviously, this was all planned. “How many others girls have gotten this treatment?” I raise an eyebrow and smirk. 

“Haha,” he pours the wine calmly, “this isn’t my first rodeo.”

My heart pings a tiny bit, but who am I to judge? Everyone has a past. 

“So what’s your story?” I ask as he hands me a glass. I take a sip, fruity and sweet. 

“I really don’t have one,” Xavier’s slightly apprehensive tone tells me he doesn’t really want to talk about reality. 

“Ok,” I eye him as I take another sip of my wine.

“I’d rather not talk about the real world right now,” he sighed heavily, “can we just enjoy the peace?”

“Ok,” I’m a little nervous now. I can’t understand why, I feel slightly awkward. 

“It’s just,” Xavier sighs, placing his wine glass down and grabbing my other foot as he begins to massage it, “I don’t know what it is,” he’s watching my expressions change as his thumbs rub deep into my sore feet, “but when I’m around you, everything else goes away.”

“I know what you mean,” I blurt our. Damn it. So much for being guarded. 

“You do?” Xavier chuckles. His fingers are massaging my ankles and I could melt into this water. I open my eyes and look over to the lake. Lights from the houses around the lake are all I can see besides the moon reflecting off the lake. 

“Yeah,” I sigh deeply, taking a big sip of wine. I wondered what this man knew of chaos. What kind of life did he live outside of golf and beers. 

“You know,” his voice is a little deeper, “you’re really beautiful in the day, but in the moonlight,” I turn to face him and his eyes are on me, but they are softer, “these candles, you’re stunning.”

I feel the deep red in my cheeks as I bring my glass to my lips and I take another sip. 

“No one has ever spoken to me like that,” I reply in a hushed tone. I’m not so embarrassed. This wine is making me do things. 

“Well,” he gently placed my foot down, and grabbed his wine, “that’s a f*****g shame.” He took a sip and I was hanging on every word, “you should be worshipped.” He took another sip, then slowly and seductively, Xavier began making his way to me, and I could feel the excitement grow. 

“Oh yeah?” I say in a smart ass tone. 

“Mmm” Xavier wraps an arm around my waist and in the water he easily pulls me to him, “and celebrated,” he hurried his face into my neck and began kissing.

I let out a big laugh, “Xavier!” His hands are moving over my naked body and his scruff is tickling my neck as he kisses me. 

“God I love the way you say my name,” he continued tickling and kissing my neck, then shoulders, making his way down to my breasts. 

One hand started massaging my left tit, while his mouth found the other. He gently hit my n****e and a moan escaped my lips. His d**k was hard pressing against me. 

Heat and electricity pulsed through me, warming up my body. 

“Xavier,” I let out, breathy, like a moan, and a deep growl escaped his mouth. He was just so sexy. “Let’s finish our wine then we can go in and you can have your way with me.” 

He trailed kisses from my breast, slowly to my neck, following my jaw, then to my mouth. Xavier kisses me so deep and passionately it took my breath away. 

His tongue was warm and his free hand found my neck and chin. I wrapped my arms and legs around him deepening our kiss. 

Xavier’s smell, his taste, the warmth, it was all familiar. I felt at home, like it’s where I should be. 

And that was scary as hell.

I pulled back from Xavier as he placed one more small kiss on my lips before going to his side of the jacuzzi. He smiled at me. 

His green eyes were majestic. His tanned skin and his salt and pepper hair, his fit body, it was all so much. I take another sip of my wine. 

“It is so beautiful out here,” I sigh. 

The stars twinkle again the dark night sky. 

We finished our wine. Xavier stood up, and stepped out of the hot tub. He grabbed his robe and wrapped himself up, then he reached out a hand. 

I smiled at him, he is so handsome. His big smile, those perfect green eyes, I grab his hand and stand up. The warm summer air hit my body as he helped me out. As soon as I touched the ground, he had my robe open and wrapped me up in it. Xavier’s warm hands and body sent goosebumps over my skin and he placed his hands on my shoulders and spun me around. 

There we were, kissing in the moonlight, in robes. Xavier’s hands cupped my cheeks and my hands found his waist.

He pulled away and I caught my breath. 

“Come on,” he smiled and took me by the hand, “let’s go shower.” And he pulled me up the porch, into the house and finally into the bathroom. 

I didn’t have words. I didn’t know how to respond. I was drunk on the wine and the night. 

Xavier reaches into his modest, simple shower, turning the water on. I just watch him happily as he grabs two towels from the closet. He grabs a facecloth and put it in the shower then he turns to me. 

His boyish smile melts my whole soul. Xavier unties my robe and removes it. As I stand there naked, he hangs it on the back of the door, then holds his white shower curtain open for me, “get in,” his voice is deep and his eyes are hungry again. 

The hot water runs down my body and a moment later, Xavier is in the shower with me. His tanned body looks delicious under the running water and he’s leaned against the wall, admiring my body. 

There are no words between us. I pick up the cloth and squeeze some soap onto it. It smells like honey. 

I lather the cloth and then I begin the wash my breasts. I can feel Xavier’s eyes hot on me. Slow circular motions and suddenly his hands are taking over. He takes the cloth from me and begins to wash my breasts. I look up at him but his eyes are on me where the cloth is, and he continues to wash, he moves to my stomach. Although it’s flat, the c-section scar cuts across and I’m suddenly insecure. 

“You’re stunning,” he whispers as he continues to move the cloth. 

Xavier’s erection was unbelievable. His perfect p***s was rock hard and it was impossible to ignore for much longer. 

“Like what you see?” He chuckles. 

“Yes.” I reply latter of factly. 

He quickly turns me around, and slowly starts washing my back. Xavier applies just enough pressure so it feels like a massage, and I can feel myself melting again. 

Xavier starts at the top of my shoulders, working his way down to the middle of my back, and then his hands were on my lower back, massaging right above my ass. I feel myself start to bend over as he continues to rub my lower back. 

“Mmmmm” his deep voice resonates through my body and I f*****g want him.  

I stand up and turn around, “my turn,” and I take the cloth from him. Xavier’s s**t eating grin gets bigger as I move the cloth over his chest. His muscles are amazing, his chest has minimal hair, just enough, and I move down his abs, then to his c**k. 

I move the soapy cloth over his shaft and begin stroking it. 

“Oh, Victoria,” he moans out and I look up at him, give him a smile, then remove the cloth and I continue to pump with my hands. Suddenly his hand comes up and grabs me by the back of my head and pulls me in for a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues meet and I continue to stoke his c**k. 

I pull away from his kiss, and smile as I bite my lip. I let the water wash away the soap on his body. 

I wanted his d**k on me ASAP. I turn around, my back to him, and wash my face and body letting all the soap rinse off. I know I was teasing him and he did exactly what I wanted. 

Xavier’s hands were on my t**s in an instant. His c**k was pressed to my back and I could feel his c**k on my ass cheek. His hands cupped my t**s as he burrowed his face into my neck, kissing and nibbling, sending chills down my body. 

“I need you, Victoria,” he breathed heavily and I knew the eagerness that burned inside him because it was in me too. 

“Then take me,” I breathed back. One of his hands found my c**t while the other stayed on my tit. The stimulation was almost too much and as he applied pressure as he moved his fingers around my c**t, I could feel myself get close to having an orgasm.

“I don’t have a condom.” Xavier sounded so disappointed. 

“Well,” I stand up and turn to him. My hands find his c**k and start gently stroking while placing kisses on  his neck and chest, “You have options.”

A faint chuckle comes from his lips, “and they are?”

“We can stop now and continue in your bedroom,” I pause and watch him. His eyes are closed as I rhythmically pump his hard on. “You can jump out, go get a condom and come back,” Xavier let’s out a deep sigh, “or if you tell me I can trust you, and I tell you you can trust me,” I take a deep breath. I can’t believe I am about to say what I’m about to say, “you can f**k me in this shower right now and pull out right before you cum.” And I smile at him.