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Stalker CEO: BAD BOY BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE by Helena Vera (14)


CHAPTER

 

“This is it! I love it! Axel it’s perfect!”

I’m beside myself with excitement as I stand at the grand staircase of the house and do a three sixty. I completely forget this isn’t going to be my home but Axel’s and whatever woman he decides to marry one day. We’ve seen three estates already and they all have their own uniqueness but this estate is stunning and I believe it fits his bold and commanding personality very well.

The house is located on ten thousand square feet of land and had been well-taken care of by the previous owner. Pine trees lined the driveway up to a magnificent three story sprawling structure with a free form pool.

The inside is even better as I stare around me from the brick-floor entryway to the grand staircase leading to the upper floors. I can’t help myself and I move from room to room, still clutching his hand that I haven’t let go since he placed it on his thigh in the car. I take in the gorgeous living room, sun room, formal dining room, morning rooms, bedrooms, luxury bathrooms, modern gym, library/office, powder rooms, a sauna and even a separate guest residence.

I hear myself rattling on about pieces of furniture which would be perfect for the mansion and I am out of breath but so excited I can’t stop myself. Until with a laugh Axel pulls me into his arms.

“Slow down,” he smiles and kisses me sweetly. I wrap my arms around his neck and everything has been so perfect that I have a dreamy look on my face when we come up for air.

“You really prefer this to the rest?” he asks me, brushing a tendril of hair behind my ear.

I nod. “Yes, I think it suits you very well. It has a certain arrogance about it. Like you.”

His brows furrow at me. “You make that sound like a bad thing.”

“Before I met you I’d say it was.” I answer truthfully.

“And now?”

I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know rightly how to explain it. It’s just who you are. But,” I hesitate to add to it but give caution to the wind and say it anyway. “It’s not unattractive.”

His face relaxes in a smile. “I’m glad I brought you here. I like this one too.”

“Just out of curiosity, what’s the cost?”

He names the asking price for the estate and my eyes are agog. Does anyone even have that much money?

“Wow, what’s it like to be so wealthy?” I ask him as we walk out the mansion. Only God knows how he was able to get us into the estates we visited today without a real estate agent on hand. I am beginning to realize that money means he can do a whole lot of things, I wouldn’t be able to do.

“Lonely.”

“Lonely?” I ask in surprise. It’s the last thing I expect him to say.

“Yes, without someone to share it with,” he clarified as we get into his car and drives off the property.

“I’m sure there are many women who would like to share your wealth,” I tell him.

“And you? Wouldn’t you want to marry a wealthy man too? Isn’t this what many women dream of?”

I frown at him. “I suppose being able to not worry about things such as how to pay the bills would be a good thing but there are more important things I’d consider before I consider a man’s wealth.”

“Such as?”

“For starters his fidelity. Love. Trust. Kindness. You know. Attributed you can’t put a price on.”

“Hmm.”

I am beginning to understand him more and his idiosyncrasies. He always says ‘hmm’ when he’s considering something so I leave him to his thoughts while I’m consumed with my own. I worry he may be thinking I’m after his money when that is the farthest thing from my mind.

I can’t say I’m surprised when we end up back at his condo. I unzip my bag and retrieve my phone to send Jessica a text message discreetly that I may not be coming home after all. Almost instantly she replies with an emoji of a high five and a zucchini and a peach which leave nothing to my imagination as to what she means.

Axel drives along the parking deck of the apartment building and finds his parking spot. I drop my phone back into my bag as he switches off the ignition. I’ve half-zipped the bag when he stretches over the console of the car and reaches for me. I am as eager as he is and meet him eagerly.

Instead of the kiss I expected, he grips my jaw pretty much like he’d done that first day we meet and his eyes are glinting dangerously. He pulls me forward and he trails his tongue along my jawline up to my ear.

“I want you to have no mistake about what’s going to happen, Joyce,” he says softly. “I’m going to take you inside and you know what I’m going to do to you?”

“Wha- what?” I croak, my mouth dry, barely getting the words out.

“I’m going to strip you naked and fuck you.”

I gasp at his abrasive words and wait for the outrage to settle in. If any other man had said those words, he would be slapped into tomorrow. But this is Axel and instead of outrage, excitement courses through my veins. Anticipation. Desire. Wanting to be fucked by Axel Ash.

He pulls me roughly across the console to deposit me on his lap to straddle him. With a deft movement of his hands, he has his car seat lowered  at the same time his mouth comes down onto mine. One of my leg is wedged uncomfortably against the door but thoughts of my discomfort is chased from my head at the feel of Axel’s mouth devouring mine.

His kiss is an indication he means business when he told me he wanted to fuck me. He holds my head between his hands and kiss me hard, smashing my lips against his. He bites my bottom lip and plunges his tongue hotly into the recesses of my mouth. I imitate his action, resulting in him sucking my tongue into his mouth, nipping on it with his teeth.

His hands leave my face and travels down my neck, over my slender shoulders and to my small breasts. I moan into his mouth when he squeezes and releases the twin cups. He tears his mouth away from mine.

“I’ve been wanting to do this all day,” he grunts and thrusts his hip upwards while pressing me down onto his hard front. “Feel that Joyce? That’s how hard you make me. I can scarce be around you without thinking of sinking my cock into your pussy.”

I gasp at his words, not understanding why the dirtier he is, the more excited I feel. Shouldn’t I be outraged.

He squeezes my breasts hard again. “Do you want that Joyce?” He thrusts upwards again, the front of his cock pressing up to my clit through our clothes but the impact is still mind-blowing. “Do you want me to ride my cock? You know I’ve fantasized about bending you over my desk at work and fucking you. Silly of you to think I’d have left you alone.

“Oh God,” I moan at the things he’s telling me while pressing his cock to the apex of my thighs. I’m heated.

“Let’s go!” He opens the car door and plucks me from his lap, helping me out before getting out as well. I barely manage to grasp my handbag before he slams the door shut and activates his car alarm.

The bag falls from my shaking hands and I can hear the contents spilling to the ground.

“Shit,” I mumble and stoop to gather the things and shove them back into the back.

“Let me help.”

“No don’t!”

But it’s too late. He’s reaching for the stack of condoms that’s on the ground and he pauses then looks at me. I am blushing furiously. He scoops everything up and shoves them into my bag, hauling me to my feet.

“Jess gave—”

“I could so fuck you right here, right now,” he growls at me.

He is getting out of control and it thrills me that I’m the one who is responsible for him losing it like this. He can’t seem to keep his hands to himself as he lifts me and rests my ass onto the hood of his car.

“You know what I’m going to do to you now, Joyce?”

I shake my head, hoping he’s going to tell me.

“I’m going to eat your pussy right here. Right now.”

“Axel!” I gasp in surprise. “We’re in the open.”

“Right now, I don’t give a fuck but getting my first taste of you.”

His hands run up my dress, caressing my thighs. I know we could get caught by anyone using the parking deck but I can’t stop him. He parts my legs and dips his head to kiss the insides of my thighs. My legs are trembling like crazy as I balance my hands onto the hood. Axel rustles the hem of my dress up my thighs so my thong is opposed

Having never had this done to me before, I’m a little shy in not knowing what to expect. For one, I’m embarrassed at how wet I am from his caresses and kisses. He doesn’t mind at all as he inhales the essence of me deeply. I am tense when his fingers parts my thong to one side.

“So perfect,” he murmurs, the sound lost into the folds of my pussy as his mouth kisses me intimately. He draws the pussy lips into his mouth before flattening his tongue and swiping it from my small opening to my clit.

“Axel!” I cry out, my hips jerking at the inferno he is licking into my body. With two fingers, he pulls back the hood of my clit and swirl the tip with his tongue. I dig my fingers into his lustrous hair, pressing him closer to my flushed pussy.

“Hmm,” he hums, the sound reverberating and quivering my aching flesh. I can feel a pressure building in my womb. Axel drapes my legs over his shoulders and pulls me closer. I clutch at the thong with two fingers, keeping it out of the way while his hands under my ass press me more intimately to his face.

“Oh God yes,” I moan, writhing against the tongue which is being inserted in and out my tight, virgin hole. He stabs his tongue inside over and over until I can barely catch my breath. I’m amazed at the various ways he’s able to use his tongue.

He licks his way back up to my clit, alternating between sucking and licking. My vision blurs as my climax hits me. Lights flash before my eyes and a silent scream cause my mouth to open in amazement as I stare down at his dark head, fascinated at the sight of him between my legs, drinking from the wetness that is pooling from my climax into his mouth.

My orgasm slowly ebbs and I moan at his mouth, still licking away the last trace of the evidence. I come around to find myself trembling in his arms. My legs are shaking so badly and I can’t seem to even let go of my underwear. He removes my hand kisses my inner thighs before straightening.

I am staring at him in wonder. He licks my lips and I can taste my own essence when he thrusts his tongue into my mouth,

“And that’s just the beginning,” he promises, before helping me down from the car.