“I want you, too.” He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed my ass.
My body ached for Ethan’s touch and when he sank his cock into me, it was just like the first time all over again. I didn’t even think about Boyd when Ethan was inside me. It was like that experience was severed for the moment and all I could think about was the man I loved. We kissed while he hammered his dick into my pussy. His lips were like fire against mine. I moaned louder than I normally did, feeling his lust on a primal level. It was like I hadn’t even experienced an orgasm earlier in the evening. My desire was as fresh as it was after he came back from one of his business trips. I held onto him, letting my nails slightly dig into his back as he crashed into me again and again.
“This feels so good.” I rolled my head back against the pillow. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to stop until I explode inside you.” He kissed my neck and let his lips linger on my ear. “I love you, Violet.”
“I love you too, Ethan.” My nails dug in a little harder when I felt his cock against my g-spot.
Ethan’s steady thrusts kept the desire boiling and the pressure built up inside me to the point of no return. I had learned his body. I knew how it felt when he was getting close. His cock started to throb and it was almost in perfect harmony with my impending orgasm. He drove himself deep and my g-spot surged with pleasure.
He continued thrusting until I felt him begin to pulsate. The sensation caused me to immediately start orgasming. My pussy spasmed on his cock and he began to erupt. His head went back with a roar and my body caved into bliss. I felt his cum filling my pussy and I ran my nails down his back while I pushed my hips against him. I moaned along with each pulsation as it vibrated to every pleasure point I had. My orgasm subsided once I had milked every drop from him. He withdrew his cock from my pussy and took me in his arms once he stretched out on the bed.
“See, this arrangement will not change a single thing between us.” He leaned forward and kissed my cheek.
“I’m glad.” I nodded with what little strength I had. “I would have never considered something like this unless you brought it up, but I’m beginning to think there may be something behind the algorithm—something that goes deeper than what I programmed it to do.”
“I’M MIGUEL.” A GORGEOUS man with dark hair and tan skin greeted me as I walked down the stairs for our date.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I extended my hand.
“Likewise.” He took my hand and brought it to his lips, which made me quiver a little bit inside. “Are you ready for our date?”
“I am.” I nodded and he led me towards the door.
I looked at the rest of the guys as I walked past them. Boyd had a silly smile on his face. Ethan was smiling as well, but it was one of contentment. I still hadn’t met four of the guys. One of them was dressed in a suit, just like he was the day before. He appeared to be a little older than the others. One of them had dark hair with pale skin and was definitely the scrawniest of the bunch. The other two were intriguing, because I was absolutely certain they were twins. I hadn’t noticed that when I originally ran the algorithm. The idea of twin brothers ending up with the same soulmate seemed interesting. I definitely wanted to know more about them. They would have to wait though, because Miguel had my attention for the moment.
“So you just beat the hell out of people for money? My brother used to watch something like that on television. I guess that was what you did?” I tilted my head to the side.
“Those guys get paid a lot more than I did. My fights weren’t exactly legal. It’s a big attraction in Las Vegas, so the cops usually leave us alone—the guy who used to run the fights also kept their palms greased pretty well with donations.” Miguel chuckled and nodded.
“That sounds kind of scary.” I reached for my glass of wine.
“It can be. In fact, it can be really scary sometimes.” Miguel’s mood darkened and he swallowed what was left in his bottle of beer with one gulp.
The conversation took a dark turn that tore at my heart. Miguel told me about his sister, the way she died, and the way his career ended. I had never met the man before that day, but it was like I could feel his loss. I felt like I was there watching it unfold as he spoke. I could see him struggling to contain his emotions, but by the time he was done, I was the one that was crying. I dabbed a napkin against my eyes and emptied my wine class, motioning for our server to bring us more drinks. They arrived with our appetizer, which was a large bowl of spinach dip and tortilla chips.
“You know, we’re a little overdressed for this place.” I looked around the restaurant, which was basically just a sports bar with a better selection of food.
“Hey, Ethan offered to buy me a suit. I wasn’t going to turn it down.” Miguel’s somber expression turned to a smile. “Plus, I figured you get to eat at all the fancy places since your boyfriend is a billionaire.”
“That’s true.” I nodded and reached for a chip. “This is the kind of place I usually ate at when I was going to college.”
“Did you graduate?” He picked up his beer and took a drink.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “It didn’t really seem necessary after I got the prototype for Soulmate working.”
“Yeah, I didn’t graduate either.” Miguel shrugged and dug a chip into the spinach dip. “Not that I started to begin with, so there’s that.”
“I guess they don’t really have a degree program for cage fighting.” I nodded and chuckled.
“No.” He chuckled as well.
We finished our appetizer, our main course, and several more drinks before we left the restaurant. It was a nice night out and Miguel had the driver take us to Central Park next. I had only seen it in passing, and it was nice to see the city without being in the middle of the chaos. It was busy, with a lot of tourists, and we fit right in, even if we were overdressed. Miguel took my hand and we walked, and something about it felt peaceful. Everything else faded and the night belonged to us. We walked up to a waterfall and he turned to face me. I saw the glimmer of the moonlight in his eyes and I wanted the kiss even before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. The same explosions I felt with Ethan and Boyd were there when I felt Miguel’s passion for the first time. I was gasping when he finally broke the seal our lips had formed.
“I have to say.” I put my hands on his arms. “You seem like the last guy that would be interested in taking me on a date. That doesn’t seem like your style.”
“Someone told me once if I meet my soulmate, I should take her on a date instead of just trying to take her straight to bed.” He shrugged and smiled. “I guess I’m finally learning to listen to people.”