Chapter 11 #2
You have a lot going on, and although this started out as a business deal, we’ve crossed that line. I’ll be in my suite 613A whenever you’re ready for an actual conversation. And Yani… we still have business to handle. Don’t avoid me for too long.
Without letting anyone know I was leaving I crumbled the note up and let my feet lead the way.
I didn’t want to tarnish anything with Paxton.
We did start out as business, but it was clear that we were headed in a different direction.
Plus, I had enough going on with Trust. I didn’t need bad blood with Paxton as well.
My nerves were trying to get beside me, but I kept them at bay as I exited the elevator onto the designated floor. A million-dollar deal seemed to be fading away by the second. I didn’t think my actions would result in this.
I stood in front of his door not knowing how this next conversation would go but I was woman enough to face my bullshit head on. I did a series of light taps and waited patiently. I was greeted almost immediately.
Stepping to the side, he granted me access to his space. I brushed pass him and damn near had an orgasm right then and there. That slight touch from Paxton had too much energy surging through me.
I guided myself to his sitting area and allowed him to take the lead. He wasn’t letting up and he damn sure wasn’t going to let me go without speaking to him.
“How are we supposed to conduct business after the night we had, Yani?”
“We simply carry on with our scheduled program. Why are you making this so difficult, Pax—"
“Don’t say my name, Yani. I already don’t have enough self control as it is when I’m around you. My name leaving your lips is causing flashbacks of last night.”
“Calling you anything else will seem too formal. Have a seat so we can talk. Regardless of the effects we have on each other, there are millions of dollars up in the air right now. I still have a project that I’m trying to launch for my company. I can’t think about us in that manner right now.”
He eyed me down but did like I asked. He took a seat across from me and we shared a moment of silence. I didn’t want him to feel like I was dismissing what happened, but we were here for business. We could have our personal life outside of this event.
“Alright. I’ll play for now. You have me for a week and not much convincing has been done with your questionnaires. I suggest you get on your job.”
“I am, Paxton. If you’ll allow me to usher you back downstairs to the terrace where we can have a little bit of fresh air, I can start to pick your brain a little.”
“Or you can ask me here, Yani. Why is it you’re so afraid of being alone with me?”
“Because being alone with you means not much business will get handled. My thoughts tend to stray and much like yourself, I lose self control when around you,” I confessed.
“Come here.”
This vessel had a mind of its own. I stood and found myself stationed between his legs. Our eyes never steered away from one another. I was locked in with him and this time I held not an ounce of nervousness.
His hands traveled up my thighs sending chills throughout my body. I knew this was heading to another round of the things we tapped into hours ago. No matter how much I tried to deny it and stay away, I wanted more of Paxton.
As he leaned forward, he sat eye level with my pussy. I kept my eyes on the target and watched him pull my panties down then have me step out of them. He then proceeded in lifting my sweater dress above my waist where my cookie was fully exposed.
He guided my left foot to the edge of the couch so he could have better access.
His warm tongue swiped across my folds and then swiveled across my clit in a firm sense putting pressure against it.
My head fell backward as my hands gripped his head for balance.
Paxton had a tongue that could make you fall for him with ease, and I was slowly beginning to.
“Ask your questions, Yani,” he spoke in between pleasuring me.
“W-what?”
“We’re discussing business. Ask your questions before I hold your pussy hostage for the day.”
Jesus Christ this man is insane.
“Mmm. What m-makes you insecure?”
“Any man being in your face.”
“Ooouuu shit. What do you ex… pect in a… relationship? Oh my God!”
“Mutual interest, respect, and trust.”
“K-kids. Do you… fuck! Don’t move. Damn! Do you want any?”
“As many as you’ll give me, Yani.”
He was making this about us and surprisingly that was bringing me to my peak. Suddenly, he stopped feasting and said, “Turn around and grab your ankles baby.”
Without so much as a hesitation, I was face down, ass up, with my pussy peaking from the back. He palmed my ass, spread my cheeks, and dove into pussy heaven. I was leaking fluids by the liter. Paxton knew what he was doing to me.
“Oh my God!” I screamed out. He was eating me like I was in debt to him.
“Call mine beautiful, not his.”
He began to suck me up like a vacuum and I couldn’t help but let go of everything I had.
He was trying to swallow me whole and that treatment was one I never had before.
By the time he released my waist, I was so limp that I damn near hit the coffee table on my way down.
My legs gave out on me, and I wasn’t even upset.
“Not yet baby. I’m still hungry.”
He helped me up and guided me so that I was in a more comfortable position. He was still seated but I was in a position that I knew about all too well. The wheelbarrow was the best way to get off in my opinion. However, my goods were the main attraction.
When he stuck his tongue in my ass, I lost it.
This was a first for me and it felt damn good.
He took his time going from my ass to my pussy showing an equal amount of affection.
I took it all in and rode his tongue putting a halt to the questions altogether.
This was more important, and it was clear that he needed me to know my orgasm took precedence over anything I had in mind.
The only thing I was missing from my body were my panties which were on the floor by my head.
He had my waist captive again securing me in this position so I wouldn’t run from his work in progress.
I didn’t know what he was trying to accomplish by providing a monstrous tongue, but I was game for whatever he wanted and more.
In the middle of him handling business, I had the urge to pee. It was at the tip, and I was trying my best to hold it back.
“Baby, I got to pee. Oouuu fuck. Let me up.”
He ignored my request and zoned in on my clit even more.
I didn’t want to R. Kelly that man, but he wouldn’t let up.
I couldn’t budge and I was fighting to be released from his tight grip.
When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I gave him what he asked for.
The feeling felt more like a climax than me accidentally using the bathroom on him.
“So damn sweet.” His soft whispers were barely heard as he massaged my ass and casually kissed on my folds.
My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. I was embarrassed by my actions. I didn’t know what had just happened, so I instantly crawled from his lap and apologized.
“I’m sorry Paxton. I didn’t mean to do that. I asked you to let me go and you wouldn’t.”
“I’m guessing that was your first time squirting.”
“I’m a creamer, not a squirter.”
“You’re both. You just need the right nigga to bring it out of you. You’re delicious by the way. Care for a taste?”
He held his tongue out as my juices dropped off his lips. I slowly nodded as a smile crept across my face. He was bringing a side out of me that I was enjoying. Gently gripping the side of his face, our flesh met, and we swapped fluids once more.
I didn’t know what Paxton and I started but I was going to run with it.