Chapter 32 Midnight
Verena
The moment the door clicked shut, I turned to Daxton. “We do not have COVID. You didn’t show any symptoms and there wasn’t a time you were sick. So, why would you do that? The party was just getting started for crying out loud”
Something dark and amusing crawled through his eyes as he leaned forward, until his face was just inches away from mine. He was close, so close that my lungs hitched and my frustration was starting to fly away.
I hated the effect that he was starting to have on me. I hated how much his eyes affected me as he caged me in his arms.
I closed my eyes, trying to remind myself of the reasons that I was mad at him. But, his finger found my chin, tilting it up. “Open your eyes, Verena” His deep voice ricocheted against my chest.
I opened my eyes and as our gazes locked, my breathing caught.
He knew the hold he had on me and he would use it to his advantage.
I searched through his eyes until his words snapped me back to my senses. “What did I say about you being close to other men?”
I blinked at him–dazed. “You also spoke to another woman!”
His thumb brushed through the side of my mouth as he nodded. “That would have been fair if they weren’t my business associates. But you, you were smiling at him and he was looking at you in ways that—” He groaned, lowering his head like each word were a dagger buried into his heart.
I scoffed—small scoffs. “You also smile at other women”
His gaze shot up to mine in surprise. “Tell me—“ He trailed, bracing his hands on my hips. “When have I ever smiled at someone else that wasn’t you?”
I wanted to counter his words but no memory of such came to mind. No. He always smiled at Mandy.
“Mandy”
He huffed. “That was performative but yours was genuine”
I folded my arms over my chest. “How is that any different”
“Because he was flirting with you and you were smiling at him,”
“Well, you don’t expect me to carry a frown all the time. Plus, David wasn’t even flirting…”
Daxton cut in, sharply. “You even know his name”
“He told me his name”
“And he also told you that he was single and stretched his phone to you and if I hadn’t intervened, you would have given him your contact”
I stared at Daxton in disbelief—shocked at the hint of anger burning in his eyes. “Just because he told me he was single doesn’t mean he was flirting with me and I had no plans of giving him my contact,”
“You met someone for just five minutes and he is telling you that he is single?”
I sighed. “Maybe he is that carefree and likes to dole out information to the people he is just meeting”
Daxton just stared at me. “You can be gullible at times, Verena”
I glared at him. “No, I am not!” I retorted.
Daxton sighed. “You have a fucking attitude, Verena but the best part—” He took my hand and placed it on his dick straining against his pants. “—is that it turns me on”
He knew what he was doing. With that smile creeping at the corners of his mouth, Daxton definitely knew what he was doing.
My breathing hitched and he stole the rest of my breath away as he covered my mouth with his. His tongue slid through the seam of my lips, a hand closing around my waist possessively as he pulled me closer to him like he owned me.
The kiss went deeper as our tongues clashed. Again, I was melting, burning as heat drifted down my thigh while I tried to unbuckle his belt but he swatted my hand off gently.
Frustration clashed with lust and I made the same attempt to feel him in my hands and he shoved my hand away.
I groaned against his mouth as he broke the kiss, breathing heavily. My fingers bunched his suit and I tried to pull him close to me when he jerked back. “Easy, tigress”
He adjusted his suit, his tie, and looked forward like nothing had just happened between us.
My mouth parted in disbelief and that was when I noticed the chauffeur’s eyes through the rear-view mirror.
I had been so lost in the kiss that I didn't even remember that a third party was here and we were in a moving car.
I darted my eyes back to Daxton. “What was that for”
He tilted his head. “If you want me, you have to beg for it. Miss Kitty Ears”
I was wet and the only thing I needed right now was him.
“Beg, is this some sort of punishment?”
He nodded.
“Just say the magic word, Verena and you get to have me. Anything aside that is goodnight” His tone was low.
I stared at him for what seemed more minutes while he remained unblinkingly quiet.
“Please…”
He shook his head. “What?”
“Please fuck me—“ I breathed.
Then a smile curled his lips as he pressed a button, and a glass partition slid up, dividing us and the chauffeur.
“Now, show that you want me” His voice was low, deep, and commanding.
I unbuckled his belt, my fingers sliding freely under the waistband of his pants until they rested on what I was looking for.
His muscles tensed from the effect of my touch. His dick sprang free and fuck, he was big. It was like he got bigger with every sexual encounter.
I smirked at the burning lust in his eyes, taking his dick that kept swelling in my hands. He growled low while I ran my fingertips up and down his thick, velvety shaft.
“Fuck, Verena” A small gasp escaped him.
I smiled—a small teasing one. I teased the tip of his dick with my tongue and he tensed beneath me, his fingers slipping into my hair while holding it tightly.
“Go on, Princess”
Thoughts about getting back at him crossed through my mind but I was needy and only thought about his dick filling and fucking me into oblivion.
The heat of Daxton’s eyes seared into him as he pushed my head down until he was finally in my mouth—at the back of my throat.
His whisper was coarse. “You are so fierce when you are horny, Princess… I sucked him so hard that his hips bucked beneath me and his hold in my hair tightened. “Your mouth is so hot. Good. Keep going. Just like that”
And that was what I did. Kept going. Like a good girl who was going to get a reward for a good job.
His dick got increasingly bigger in my mouth. He was about to come—
A wreck. His seed shot into my mouth, far to the back of my throat.
His chest fell, another small gasp leaving his mouth while I slid my panties off, sitting on him, taking his limp dick that was starting to swell just at my touch.
Fantastic.
“Seemed like I was the one who punished you, instead,” I said, riding his thigh.
His eyes slid to mine and a challenge sparked in his eyes. “Really?”
It all happened in a blur because in the next second, he rammed his dick inside of me, and every brutal thrust, hit every sensitive spot as he kissed my throat down to my breasts, taking my nipples in his mouth.
I moaned, feeling the light blurring at the edges of my eyes.
Daxton smacked my ass, hard and sharp enough to sting and break me apart.
Orgasm tingled through me and I crashed all over his dick—on him. My breathing became heavy as I buried my head into the crook of his neck while his hand wrapped around me. “12:00am” He rasped against my ear.
I was confused, too tired to even ask questions but the feel of his dick going hard under my aching core, didn’t even let me think.
All I thought about was him claiming me again until he carried me, pushed me back on the car’s seat, and parted my legs wide to accommodate him.
“Happy Birthday, princess” He took me off guard before slamming his dick right into me.