Chapter 71 In the library
Daxton
Verena had snapped my restraint in half, my dick straining painfully against my pants and now all I could picture was those luscious lips wrapped around the tip of my dick and her naked body writhing under mine.
Why did she have to be such a tease?
It’s been thirty minutes of waiting for Verena to show up, minutes of deliberating how to drag her out of the dining room. Done with waiting, I yanked my phone out of my pocket, sending a text to Nina. “Send Verena to the third floor now,”
Nina texted back. “Beg me.”
I closed my eyes for a brief second, trying and failing— to rein in the anger threatening to consume me, and resist the urge to palm my dick in my pants. Nina knew how much she annoyed me and she thrived on it.
My jaw tightened. “Don’t test me,”
Her response came in instantly. “You can’t order me around Daxton. You are in my house. Now, that I think of it, this is the perfect time to bake cookies with Verena,”
I swallowed hard, tossing the phone on the couch. If Nina thought she could play games with me, then she was wrong.
I would rather drag Verena into this library.
Before I could take a step, my heart suddenly pumped when I heard someone whisper a warning. My woman.
“If you keep following me, I will scream,”
Verena.
My chest tightened with relief until that grating voice of my nephew floated into my ear. “Why is it so hard to tell me what you two talked about,”
Kian!
Jealousy flared in my chest and before I knew it, I was out the door, Verena's feet freezing in place as relief washed down her face. “Babe—”
Babe?
I liked the sound of that.
But right now, I could feel the bolts in my head snapping as my gaze coasted to Kian. What in the ‘stay away from Verena’ did he not understand? Had he suddenly forgotten about the basement and how it wouldn’t cost me a thing to send him back there?
Kian’s eyes darkened on me, his fingers curling into fists by his side. For a long minute, all he did was stare at me before an exasperated groan left his mouth as he turned away—not without kicking the wall.
Verena clicked her tongue, pushing me inside.
“What was that about?”
“Nothing serious. You know how Kian is,”
No. It was something serious and knowing Verena, she wouldn’t spill it out until she was under me or on top of me. My eyes wandered down her body for any sort of redness that came from Kian holding her for too long.
Nothing.
The glossiness of her lips was still intact. No part of her clothes was ruffled.
If Kian had done a repeat of what he did that night, he wouldn’t be leaving here in one piece.
All of a sudden, the thoughts of Kian vanished into thin air when Verena stood on the tip of her toes and pressed a kiss to my mouth as her fingers pressed hard on my abs. Just a touch from her almost sent a groan hissing out of my mouth.
My heart pounded hard like it was about to break free as she ripped her mouth away, blinked, and strutted towards the bookshelf seductively.
My eyes were on the soft curves of her ass. Damn, they looked so perfect in that Jean.
She removed a book from the shelf, idly flipping through the pages. “Do you know that doctors believe it is possible to have sex in space?”
My lips curled in amusement. “Tell me more,”
She smiled, still not lifting her gaze from the book. “But I think it is ridiculous. Humans are weird. Why do we always feel the need to look deeper into time, space, and gravity,”
“I mean, why will someone even think about sex in space,”
I stared at her with insane interest, more blood rushing into my dick. “Inquisitiveness,”
“Nina is quite inquisitive—” She laughed, closed the book, and returned it to the shelf.
“Want to know something else?” Lust burned in her eyes, fueling the desire in me as she twirled with the ends of her hair.
“What?” I took a low stride toward her.
“The fact that I have no panties on—”
I breathed hard and loud, allowing the raw images of her with nothing under fill my head. I tugged my zipper down, freeing my dick.
I pumped my straining cock, watching the hunger that crawled into her eyes as she gasped slowly. “Want to find out?”
“Mmm” I swallowed, hand still on my cock.
I moved closer to her, cupped the back of her head roughly, and kissed her, shoving my tongue down her throat as desire burned inside me.
I broke the kiss, hands roaming down her body until they rested on her waist. I pulled the denim down, at the same time dropping to my knees.
My hands slowly gripped her thighs and as I tore my gaze away, I flattened my tongue against her clit and her body tightened, small gasps leaving her mouth as her fingers trembled to find something to hold onto.
I swiped my tongue through her folds and she broke apart with a moan. “Daxton…fuck—”
The sharp sound of feet shuffling outside the door caught my ear, a firehouse of adrenaline pumping into my veins. I sucked her lightly, licking from the entrance to clit as her fingers slipped into my hair and she pulled hard.
I glanced at the door through the corner of my eyes, forcing my tongue inside of her, hand moving to part her ass as I sucked, thrusted, and devoured every juice that coated my tongue.
She broke apart with a cry, quickly slamming a hand over her mouth.
“I want to hear you moan. Loudly,”
Verena glanced down at me, her hips bucking against my face and the moment I slipped a finger into her butt-hole, she gave me what I wanted. Her moan.
“Don’t stop…” She cried, body tensing as I alternated between fucking both ends with my tongue and finger. I added another finger, holding her eyes. “I think I am going too…”
Her knees buckled as an orgasm hit her. I didn’t stop, lapped up her juices until nothing was left.
She breathed hard, almost stumbling back as I rose to my feet, pulled her closer to me, and kissed her possessively until she could taste herself in my mouth.
Verena ripped her mouth away and dropped to her knees. As she palmed my cock and swirled her tongue on the tip of my cock, my eyes narrowed on the keyhole.
A growl rumbled from my throat, as I fisted her hair and forced my cock into her mouth. I stared at her fascinatingly, thrusting deep into her mouth, until my balls slapped hard on her chin, my eyes darting to the keyhole.
Her fingers dug into my flesh, dragging my focus back to her as those beautiful dark brown eyes pierced into mine. Her throat constricted around my girth, spit trailing down her jaw.
I growled from the immense pleasure that had completely taken over me, throwing my head back until every muscle in my body tensed, my balls tightening until I spilled every cum inside of her mouth.
“Swallow,”
With my cock still in her mouth, I yanked her head back making sure every cum dripped down her throat. “Good girl,”
I ripped my dick from her mouth, slapping her on the chin with it.
She panted hard and as she rose to her feet, a gasp escaped her when I lifted her until she wrapped her legs around my waist. Holding her possessively, I forced my already pulsing cock inside of her, pounding and thrusting until my name left her tongue.
“Daxton…”
A moan escaped me, my eyes returning to the fucking hole as I slipped my dick out, set her against the door while her eyes flashed with confusion. “What…what…are you doing,”
My grip tightened on her lower back. “Making this more fun,” I pummeled harder inside of her, the back of her head slamming against the door.
The door shook. Verena screamed as her walls tightened around my dick. I threw my head back, pressure building inside of me as I dragged one last orgasm out of her before filling her with every drop of my cum.
With my cock still buried inside of her, I pulled her close to me, basically carrying her as her head slumped on my shoulder while I fixed my eyes back on the door, fresh anger coursing through me.
One.
Two.
Three.
Boom!
The door shook as something hard crashed against it. Just like I had expected.
He wasn’t hard to read at all. A bastard to the end.
Kian.