Resisting Xavier novel Chapter 4

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.