Chapter 12 Kisses and Orgasm
Verena
Could it be that she had a loose screw or was she just drunk? She had to be drunk because how the hell did she conclude that the reason I laughed was because I felt she wasn’t pretty enough for Daxton?
Why would she even involve him and was it me or she seemed like someone battling insecurities?
Honestly, I didn’t know.
And now, the team dinner has been ruined, alongside my night because Mandy thought that I was mocking her. After she said those heart-wrenching and confusing words, she left angrily and shunned every form of apology from me.
Even when I offered to help her wave down a cab, she swatted my hand off and had mentioned that she would speak to me only when I sent an apology email
An apology email for what? I didn’t do anything. What the hell was wrong with that woman?
My brows crinkled in confusion as I pressed a finger to my temple, watching the cab drive off with Mandy and Katie inside until it disappeared from my sight. “I shouldn’t be having issues with the executive assistant on my first day at work—” An exasperated groan ripped from my throat.
Emily’s voice next to me startled me. When did she even get here? “Ignore that woman. Mandy is a divorcee handling two teenage boys and she tends to be overbearing at times and straight out annoying. But she has some good side to her,”
Wow.
I turned to Emily, smiling. “Thank you for the advice, Emily”
She chuckled, clutching her bag. “Have you ordered a ride?”
I shook my head. “No, I plan on taking a bus—”
The smile on Emily’s face faltered and my confusion intensified when I saw the sadness that slipped onto her face. “You don’t have the money to book a ride…” She stepped forward, her eyes going berserk with sympathy for me.
Before I could respond, she dipped her hand into the bag, clutched some dollar bills, and shoved them into my hand. “Use this to take a taxi home…” She placed a hand on my shoulder, taking the full weight of my gaze. “Don’t worry, aside from the salary, we are also offered benefits so in months, you will be financially stable enough to do certain things for yourself”
She reached for my hands. “I heard that the boss had given you a lift. It must be that bad…” Tears welled in her eyes and she had to turn to the side to hide the rolls of crystals that almost dropped from her eyes.
I was too stunned to speak.
The only reason I wanted to take a public transit bus was that I’d never been in one. It’d always been a lifelong dream for me and since I didn’t have to return home with Daxton, I thought that I would fulfill that dream.
So hearing Emily say all these words almost made a chuckle bubble from my throat. But I couldn’t afford to laugh—
I didn’t want a repeat of what happened with Mandy.
“I am fine, very fine—” All my attempts to shove the money back into her hands failed, and talking about bad timing, the friend who was supposed to pick her up just arrived.
Emily waved at me with that same sadness glinting in her eyes. “Goodnight, sweet girl. I love you” A tear slid down her face as she turned away, entered the car and I watched until the car was out of view.
A chuckle bubbled from my throat as I stared down at the money in my hand.
“She is really something else” I muttered.
I heaved an exasperated sigh, still smiling to myself and was about taking a step when a black—McLaren 720S—sports car glided to a stop beside me. At first, I had just glanced at the car, ready to walk to the next bus stop when the car honked and it was directed to—
Me!
I turned, brows furrowing in confusion, watching as the tinted glass slowly rolled down and Daxton’s handsome face came into view, a mischievous smile gracing his lips. “Did you order this ride, Miss Verena Carson?”
I grinned. “And the driver too,”
Daxton’s eyes brightened and he laughed. “A double package? Get in the car—“
The moment I was in his car, I was all over him, kissing, hand tangled in his hair before roaming down his chest and feeling those muscled abs under my palm made me breathless and wet.
He broke the kiss, small sputters of laughter leaving his mouth. “You only get the full package when we get home”
Home?
The drive to his mansion was filled with so much tension that it ceased my breathing. I watched the way his veins popped from the rolled-up sleeves and heat settled in my stomach.
Soon, we were in his house.
I unbuckled my seatbelt, coming out of the car while sucking in a deep breath as if it was going to calm the storm in my heart. “Thank you for the ride, chauffeur Daxton,” I joked, attempting to walk away.
But I had barely taken a step when he snatched me by the wrist, a gasp leaving my mouth as he pulled me until I was spinning and my fingers rested on his chest.
“Verena,” He drawled, spell-binding eyes staring down at me.
In the blink of an eye, he cupped my cheeks and his lips crashed on mine, his tongue ravaging the inside of my mouth, mercilessly. He kissed like he was starving and the only thing that could fill him was me.
I moaned against his mouth, my fingers fisting his shirt
“I have never mentioned how you fucking drive me insane—but you do! You drive me insane” He muttered, pressing a kiss to my lips and in that moment, it felt like the world tilted beneath my feet.
Suddenly, he lifted me off the ground effortlessly, grabbing me by the thigh possessively until my legs curled around his waist. Then another kiss followed as he carried me all the way to his room.
I was breathless, craved more of him until he set me down on the bed. Like that time, he held my gaze and dropped to his knees as his hand slid up my ankle.
“Let’s take these off” He slid the stilettos off, pressing a warm kiss to both ankles.
My heart thrummed fast and hard as my teeth sank into my bottom lip. His eyes slid from my ankle, sending a trail of fire when it settled on my thigh before moving up to my face.
“Daxton…” My breathing caught when he took off my pants.
He planted wet kisses up my thigh, moving higher until that warm mouth rested on my core.
“Fuck…” My body trembled, nails digging hard into the sheets as he pressed another warm kiss on my pussy.
He pressed a hand against my stomach. “I’ll be gentle…” He glanced at me, a smile creeping at the corner of his mouth. “Only for now!”
Those words sent a shiver skating down my spine. Slowly, he unbuttoned my shirt, his eyes never leaving mine until he shrugged it off me.
“You are perfection, Verena” His voice was low, soft as he slid his palms down my thigh before he forced my legs apart.
An almost silent gasp almost escaped me and at the same time, anxiety clawed at the back of my neck. It felt like he could see all of me.
Warmth pooled between my thighs. “Daxton…” I shifted, breathing.
The corner of his mouth tilted upward in a wicked smirk. “Begging already?”
Before I knew what was happening, his mouth was on my pussy, his tongue parting every fold as pleasure began to build inside of me.
Immense pleasure—something I had never felt before.
My eyes closed briefly, my head tossed back as his tongue moved through me, lapping at every dripping juice. I grinded against his mouth as he groaned against my pussy.
“Fuck! Miss Kitty ears, you taste so freaking good” His eyes held mine for a split second before he pressed a kiss to my inner thigh and dived right back in.
A soft whimper left my mouth, fingers threading through his hair. “Don’t…stop…please”
And, he didn't.
He took his time, licking slowly until a scream of pleasure threatened to burst out of me. It was too much. Too good.
I was breathing hard.
“You’re shaking, I love to see it”
My voice cracked, desperate to feel his mouth again. “Daxton…”
He smirked, and dived right back in, his tongue circling me, my clit—
Fuck!
My ankles tightened around his neck and I arched off the bed, moaning so loud. “That’s it, baby. Let me see you break apart”
Those words triggered something in me as a wave of orgasm crashed through my trembling body. Daxton held me through it, his mouth not leaving as he savored every drop of it until I unwrapped my ankles around his neck and crashed back to the bed.
He finally pulled back, “But we are far from being over, baby. One orgasm is never just enough”
Propping myself on my elbow with my heart still racing, all I could do was stare at him with so much admiration in my eyes, and at the same time sudden hate kindled towards Kian.
Four years back, I had asked him to reciprocate the oral sex I had always given to him, but he had stared at me with disgust rolling through his eyes—even went as far as acting like he wanted to throw up.
“Yuck, why will you ask for that, Verena?”
But seeing Daxton stare at me with those hungry eyes made me wish I could stick a middle finger to Kian’s face.
Again, Fuck Kian!