Resisting Xavier

4| Made for sex and sin

Xavier stared at her in confusion for a while, then his confusion instantly transformed into a smirk as he

realized she was referring to his driver.

His workers were usually invisible to people in his social circle but he couldn't blame them since he

was not a fan of "dilly-dallying" with his employees, they were meant to follow all and every one of his

instructions and be as efficient as possible not to be friends.

He glanced towards the driver who though was trying hard to keep in place his poker face, and was

feeling uneasy not liking that attention was being directed at him.

Shaking his head amused, he turned towards Maya in awe of how someone could be a dangerous

combination of pure innocence that they were completely clueless and yet so powerful that she makes

his painful erection get even harder just by saying stupid cute stuff like talking about his driver.

"We are dry humphing shamelessly in the back of a car and for some reason, you are shy of being

overheard.

I want your face to turn beautifully flushed and red for good enough reasons my kitten.

Focus more on the fact that I'm practically holding myself back from wrapping my hand around your

beautiful soft black hair Worthy of an exhibition, while you suck my cock, And then I'd bend you over

any available surface, spread your legs wide and fuck you, And from there my dear kitten it would only

get hotter, dirtier...." He trailed off halting the filthy scenarios he had painted with his own words which

were currently making his blood boil.

Her lashes fell to half-mast, And she parted those full pink lips, Already flushed and breathless as she

visualized every vile fantasy he had uttered.

'Fuck' he cursed inwardly seeing the expression on her face making desire course through his veins,

making him even more aware of her needy pants, her dilated eyes, he hated that he was losing control

and was getting engulfed in lust.

"Please." Her voice was a mere whisper as she meekly starred at him unconsciously biting her lower

lip, a gesture he found amusingly fake but with her it made him lose control.

He crouched down on his knees shocked at his impulse, he never gave, he only took and took.

Yet, he hooked his hand on her Lacey lingerie slowly bringing them down while maintaining eye contact

with her overwhelmed with the urge to be responsible for every moan she produces, every little gasp,

and every erotic mumble, He wanted to pleasure her and he wanted her to know who exactly was

responsible for how wet and aroused she was currently.

"So wet." He whispered grinning in appreciation.

"You smell so good," he continued, whispering huskily as he maneuvered his body in between her

thighs.

"And you're needy too, Ain't you?" He whispered.

"Yes. So needy." She whispered almost desperately as she pushed her hips towards his hand trying to

increase the pressure of his fingers which were slowly easing into her impossibly tight pussy.

"I need to come so badly." She whispered almost begging as she desperately looked at him, a silent

plea on her lips.

Her eyes dilated even more as she blinked, her long lashes framing her face as well as accentuating

her daring determined coffee brown eyes making him grin secretly.

She was just where he wanted her to be, so needy and damn helpless. Realizing his little game, she

sighed frustrated squirming underneath him wanting to escape his grasp and his punishing

ministrations desperately.

Amused at how grumpy she was becoming he swept his thumb across her swollen clit and dragged his

slickened finger in and out of her, again and again making her sexy little body start to tremble.

She tossed her head back, her uninhibited panting breath filling his ears as he removed his fingers

instantly replacing them with his tongue, she moaned wildly as she shamelessly undulated her hips

against his face, brazenly seeking the release he could feel was right on the verge of splintering

through her.

He lapped on her juices making her thrash underneath him not able to handle the sensation she was

feeling all at once, as he smirked triumphantly chuckling at how loud she was. Twirling his tongue

inside of her he whispered.

"Come for me my kitten."

She came on a soft cry of pleasure, a sound that went straight to his dick and made him ache for her

even more.

"We are here sir." The middle-aged driver with hazel eyes and blonde hair with grey hair adorning its

edges finally said interrupting the very comfortable silence that had existed during the duration of the

ride after she had her orgasm.

Maya peeked at the driver still hiding her face on Xavier's chest, her face as red as a tomato not

believing she had an orgasm inside a moving car, and what more with an audience that was old

enough to be her father.

She searched his Expression for any judgemental or disgusted expression but he had a blank face

void of emotions confirming that he was used to such scenarios.

"Kitten I think we need to get down," Xavier mumbled mockingly taunting her while noticing how red

and hot her cheeks were.

"What is his name?" Maya whispered making sure the driver couldn't hear her.

She would have to eventually face him but she needed a name for that, "Sir" would have been just

fine, but with what had just happened she doubt it would suffice.

"Why do you want to know his name?" Xavier asked scowling.

She shrugged trying to act indifferent.

"I don't know, just curious." She whispered Peeking at the driver again cautiously.

"I don't know." He finally grumbled after a few seconds of drumming his fingers against his seat.

She studied his big tanned hands, his elegant long trimmed fingers which were currently resting on

top of his lap idle, she felt her cheeks heating up remembering where those hands had been minutes

ago.

Refusing to dwell on the weird fact that even his hands turns her on she glared at him in disbelief.

"You have been with him throughout the night and you don't even know his name?" She asked her

voice slightly raised as she gaped at the man who was not only a stranger to her but has many

stranger qualities that just don't add up.

Apart from the fact that he physically reeked of sexual appeal, the arrogant glint in his eyes, the cocky

yet confident way he spoke, the smartness he exhibited, his bold yet graceful strides, his calculating

glance were enough proof that he was a man who wielded great powers.

Maybe a cop she thought, the excitement of her discovery which might just be 100 percent incorrect

made her shiver in delight.

Xavier grinned not believing that a petite woman like her was raising her voice at him and he found it

quite entertaining.

He enjoys the way she glares at him, her chest heaving in disbelief and her eyes full of disappointment

and disapproval.

He wondered how she would react if he corrected her and told her that the man has been his driver for

weeks and not only does he not know his name, today was the first time he was acknowledging his

presence.

He felt tempted to make her pink lips form a perfect shape as she would glare at him thoroughly

shocked, but that would contradict the lie he had already told her.

Mr. Gerald starred at the young girl who was sitting beside his boss in the rearview mirror shocked, he

has been working for Xavier for just a few weeks but could gather that he doesn't tolerate disrespect of

any form, but instead of looking angry he had an amused smirk on his face.

He felt sorry for the young girl who he assumed was his daughter's agemate, normally he wouldn't care

about who his boss chooses to take to his bed, but she was nothing like the ice spoilt princesses he

had driven to different hotels with his boss.

It was the same old story, it was just a pattern, they were all notches in his bedpost, but there was

something about her that made his paternal instinct reel its head.

She was so innocent and so naive just like his only daughter Anne believing that everyone was Rays

of sunshine like themselves but everybody knew who Xavier was, he was a man conquered by the

demons of his fucked up life, he was darkness, he was forbidden certainly not the type who had any

business getting into any sort of entanglement with the innocent-looking girl behind him.

"But I have been with you throughout the night also and you are about to ride me yet I don't know your

name," Xavier replied lifting his eyebrow in a sardonic arch that Maya found insanely attractive.

"Kitten." She whispered.

Since he had called her that more than once and this was a casual fling she decided to go with the

name.

He grinned and then tightening his hold on her hair which he had lightly been caressing, he tipped her

head to the side and didn't hesitate to claim her mouth, hard, deep, and thoroughly just like he ached to

claim her body.

Her untainted nature turned him on completely, her brown eyes tempting him, challenging him, her red

hot cheeks making her undeniably cute yet so unbelievably irresistible at the same time.

He swallowed her initial gasp and swirled his tongue over and around her's, her soft supple mouth was

made for sex and sin, and for sucking his cock he thought with a fevered groan.

His hand moved to her thigh parting her legs, that gesture was enough to wake Maya from the daze of

desire, using the last restraint she could muster she pushed him off her.

She knew they had given the old man in the driver's seat quite a show regardless of his schooled

expression, she wondered what he would think of her and silently made a prayer that her path never

crosses his else she would die of embarrassment.

"Let's go inside." She whispered.

"That's a good idea or I might just lose control and fuck you right inside this car, I can't wait to control

you and fuck you so hard and deep you'll scream and be sore tomorrow." He whispered huskily his

eyes a shade darker with lust, an attraction which was certainly not one-sided as Maya clamped her

legs shut as a flood of arousal coated her thighs.

Noticing the little movement, she made the hunger in his eyes intensify. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

She smiled uneasily knowing that he was about coming for her again and she might just end up having

another mind-blowing orgasm in a fucking car because the desire that she felt for this stranger was so

intense that she couldn't possibly say no to him again not after knowing how skilled and talented his

tongue felt against her core, how passionate his mouth brushed against her, the intensity of his hands

on her body.

Already seeing herself yielding to his touch she blurted the first thing that came to her mind.

"Where is my lingerie?" She asked her eyes open with a shock that she had voiced out her completely

absurd question.

The lust in his eyes was instantly replaced with a sly grin as he raised his brow at her and then with a

raised voice and an evil glint in his voice he asked,

"Has anyone seen my girl's lingerie?"