Handcuffed Heiress

14. Call me Jax

14. Call me Jax

Safiare
Before I could exit the club he caught up to me. "Wait." I looked at the hand that now held on to mine. "Let go."
"You can't go out like that."
"What do you care? Just go find a bimbo to screw. I'm already pissed the fuck off enough at you." He started dragging me rather ungracefully away. "If you don't let go I'll scream."
"Scream all you want. No one will hear you."
"Why are you being so annoying?"
"Because it pisses you off." I didn't bother responding to his words. "Where are we going?" I was pissed at that bitch for ruining my night, but I was happy that I got Marc by my side. I smiled. This was only the beginning. "Home." I stopped walking. "No way. I can't go to your house looking like this. Your mother would have a fit." He rolled his eyes. "Why do you think I'll take you to my parent's home?"
"Because that's where you live?"
"I have my own place."
"I thought you were broke." He chuckled. "Oh please. Do you really think I haven't learned anything from my parents all these years? I have money stashed for a rainy day."
"So then why pretend you're broke?"
"My parents feel better when they're in control, so I let them believe that they are." I nodded. "So why do I need to go to your place?"
"We didn't finish our conversation from earlier. I think we should discuss our future without any distraction."
"By distraction you mean your whores."
"I'd rather not give it a label."

We drove in silence back to his place. I was beyond the point of arguing with him. I was tired and dirty and horny. Him sitting beside me looking sexy as sin didn't help me much either. I rubbed my legs together trying to control the burning sensation between them. The side of his mouth lifted into a smirk. "Are you feeling hot Safiare?" I bit my lip not wanting to answer and give myself away. I wanted to moan at the sound of his voice. Why did it sound so deliciously masculine? Everything about him screamed masculinity.

His hand rested on my thigh. My dress barely covered my centre. Any higher and it would have been right at the top of my cunt. My eyes glanced down briefly. He moved it higher up my thighs. His eyes connected with mine daring me to defy him. I wanted to. My hand landed on top of his. "What do think you're doing?" The question sounded weak to my own ears. I'm sure he heard the weakness in my tone too. He made an even bolder move. His finger stroked me there, and his thumb rubbed circles igniting the fire within me.

I removed my hand never taking my eyes off him. That was all the permission he needed. A finger slipped inside my already wet passage. I moaned at the feel of that one finger. He stroked me some more making me even wetter. Our eyes stayed connected even then. He pushed my legs apart. I didn't complain and opened them wider. Another finger joined the first. I gasped in discomfort. "Does it hurt?" I nodded. He withdrew both fingers then entered me again with one. He stroked me with that one finger until I climaxed around it.

I panted calming myself down from the incredible feeling he gave me just now. Once I was back to my senses, he withdrew his finger and brought it to his lips. With our eyes still connected, he put that finger in his mouth and sucked it off. My legs quivered at the sight because I was imagining those lips sucking somewhere else.

He then held that same finger out to me. I opened my mouth at his silent request and he slipped it inside my mouth. I sucked it off slowly and completely. His hand returned to his side.

We were still staring into each other's eyes. "Stay with me tonight." That came as a surprise. "What?"
"Stay the night." Stay the night? Does this mean he wanted me to sleep with him? Don't get me wrong, I wasn't opposed to the idea, but wasn't it too soon? I broke eye contact and looked outside at the building we had stopped in front of. "Listen Paxton, I don't know what kind of women you're used to, but I'm not one of them."

"Call me Jax." His eyes bored into me. "Yeah, whatever. Like I was saying, I'm not some kind of slut who you can command and I do what you want instantly. If I stay the night it will be my choice, not yours." He smirked. "Fair enough. So Safiare..." He held his hand out to me. "What's it going to be?" I looked away from his eyes to his outstretched hand and back again. A deep sigh left my lips and then I placed my hand in his. His fingers closed around mine and he opened the door exiting the car with me in tow.
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As soon as we entered his apartment he had me pressed up against the door with both my hands in one of his above my head and his lips on mine. This time I was ready for him. I kissed him back in desperation and need. When his tongue probed the opening of my lips I opened them immediately. This time he kissed me with a hunger that wasn't there before. He was just as horny as me I realized. Our tongues clashed. His with confidence, mine with inexperience. Could he tell? I was suddenly feeling shy all of a sudden. He's been with a lot of women. I've never been with anyone. I'd probably end up disappointing him. That's why I made the decision to stop things from going any further. So when he gave me his tongue to suck on, I bit down hard making him curse, drop my hands and pull away from me in pain.