The clubs restroom.

ON HER DADDY’S BED!

Authors pov.

Chapter 5.

The next day.

Hazel woke up with the hospitality of a sharp headache.

She arched her brow in pain as the hangover and the memories of the previous day came hitting hard at her.

Her heart sank as she recalled vividly all that happened before Axel and her.

Her heart stiffened and she felt a sharp pain run through her chest as though a dagger was thrust deeply into her chest.

She could hardly breathe, and it hurt so much that it made it so possible for her to remember everything clearly, cause the memory of what had happened last night remained crystal clear as if it had been tattooed onto her brain with permanent ink.

Axel.

The gentle movement of his hands against her body, and the way his tongue worked wonders and directed her to orgasm.

Her body quivered at the thought of it and she felt the same pleasure from yesterday washing through her body.

Hazel felt cheap, knowing that she had a boyfriend yet she threw herself shamelessly on Axel, even though he denied her clearly.

She breathed out roughly trying to shut away the other side of her that made her want to feel his tongue against her boobs again.

Hazel hated that she cheated on her innocent boyfriend. But she hated herself the most for not feeling gravely guilty, she was trying hard to shut away the voice in her head that wanted her to crave that feeling over and over again.

Hazel was only trying to feel guilty for cheating on her boyfriend. The only thing she felt guilty about was the way she threw herself over Axel and the way she would be needing to run from him and deprive herself of the tantalizing feeling just so she doesn't cheat on her boyfriend again.

She dashed into the bathroom and came back a while later. She dressed in nice cloth and made to storm out of the house, but shut her door close the moment she caught a glimpse of Axel walking toward her room.

She leaned on the door heaving slightly till her moment of relief was interrupted by a knock.

After several minutes of no response, Axel decided to walk back into his room.

Hazel made sure that Axel had returned back into his room before walking out.

She ignored her breakfast and slide out through the existing door, slipped into her car, and the driver drove her off to school before Axel could come down.

The rest of the day was quite moody and different for Hazel as the thought of Axel and his magical tongue kept cogging her mind.

She wondered what other things his hand and tongue could do to her body.

It was a pity that she wasn't feeling as guilty as she was supposed to, but she couldn't help the great feeling of pleasure that came from his burning gaze and his miraculous hand.

“Are you okay?” the gentle voice and the tap from Tracy stretched her face into a fake smile.

Tracy could tell from her smile that she was trying to conceal something.

“Are you okay?” She inquired again and Hazel nods her head.

“I am doing perfectly fine.” she was having a rethink of telling Tracy all that happened yesterday, but she didn't want the prosperous saying of Tracy to be confirmed so she held back again.

“I am doing perfectly fine.” she wore a not-so-fake smile and Tracy nods.

Tracy made to ask her a question but Hazel shut her up by beating her to it. She knew that Tracy was going to ask about her idol and she was doing anything in her power to not think about him, even though the image of how well his tongue licked her boobs kept clogging her brain.

“We should check out a few clubs this evening, don't you think it would be nice?”Tracy stared a little bit dumbfounded at Hazel she knew Hazel was never the clubbing type.

“You are up with a new game girl, when did you start clubbing?” a hint of surprise displayed in her voice and Hazel rolled her eyes playfully.

“Okay, now I want to club. obviously, my father never allowed me out because he was scared I might get rap.” she lied eventually.

Hazel had never liked clubbing and she still doesn't, she just needs perhaps some shot of tequila, something that would get the so-called thoughts of Axel’s tongue off her mind.

“Oh! My goodness! This call for celebration.” Tracy shouted out happily and everyone in the library turned to stare.

“Keep it low, young lady, you are attracting people.” Hazel smiled genuinely for the first time since she came to school that day and Tracy stared at the entire people in the library before hitting her ass back on the seat.

“So? What about Axel? Won't he get mad at you if he finds out?”

“Get a break from your favorite, idol, Teacy. Nobody is going to tell him, he is never going to find out.” she ran her hands over the screen of her phone, trying to find a perfect small club.

“Oh! That's true.” Tracy smiled sheepishly and They both went silent till Armstrong came back. Tracy excitedly informed him about everything and he felt surprised for some moment. They all agreed to visit a Mall before going to the small club that Hazel found for them.

Later at Night.

Hazel, Armstrong, and Tracy had all gone to the mall, they fetched themself a nice pair of cloth and heels.

They walked into the bubbling club, Hazel taking the lead, as she always did. She was the finest, prettiest, and the most powerful, so if you didn’t know better, you would think that she was the head of the group they didn't name. However, she liked being in charge.

The perfect swaying of her hips got the club staring after her.

Hazel was wearing a short skirt that left much to the imagination, but was cut to expose her thighs just enough to entice. Her heels matched it perfectly.

Her crop top where the boyfriend type, the huge big one that exposed enough quantity of her belly button, and it had incredible sultry words crested on it.’ suck me.’

They all advanced towards the bartender, with Armstrong’s hands wrapped slightly around her waist.

“Three bottles of vodka, please,” Armstrong ordered and they all took a seat.

The bartender jotted it on his book and walked past them.

He returned with three bottles of vodka and they all popped their champagne before drinking and meriting.

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After a very tiring day at the fashion studio, Axel reached out to his friend Alex and they both decided to meet up at a nearby club somewhere fans would not recognize Axel and hover around him.

Axel and Alex were both seated in a VIP spot when Hazel walked in, with Armstrong’s hands firmly held around her waist.

His eyes caught her and he felt anger sprung into him like a raging fire in his body.

Hazel looked stunning in her white top and black leather mini skirt that seemed to shine under the dimmed lights. Her makeup, eyeliner, and red lipstick made her even more stunning than normal.

His hands tightened into a fist as his eyes moved to Armstrong’s hand against her hips.

Fuck! he couldn't control the anger that was threatening to rip him into pieces.

“How dare that bastard!” he stood up in rage but Alex was quick to hold him down, Even though he had tiro idea to what was bothering Axel.

All he knew was that Axel was an idol, and scenes like this should be avoided because of his image.

“Seat, Axel. please seat.” he pleaded, not willing to know why Axel was in a rage.

“Please seat, please.” he calmed Axel down.

Axel pulled his hands away from Alex and sat on the chair breathing profoundly and trying hard to calm himself down and not go against Alex, but his eyes could not stand the sight of Hazel and Armstrong, he couldn't stand the sight of seeing Armstrong holding Hazel so close when she is all that he had lived for.

“What's happening Axel, why are you in a rage?” he inquired after some moment of calmness.

“Because some bastard is holding onto my property.”His voice came out roughly and Alex arched his brows confusingly.

“You do not have a girlfriend, who is your property?” Alex looked around trying to find who Axel was referring to, and also trying to control his heavy laugh.

“I do not have a girlfriend, but that lady is my property!” he pointed his hands in the direction of Hazel and Alex tilted his head to the position.

“Is that not Hazel?” he arched his brows and Axel nods.

“What is she doing in the club?”

“Are you asking me, dummy? I came here with you right.” his voice was aggressive and it got Alex wondering.

“What's with the jealousy man, and how is she supposed to be your property?

“She is under my care, Alex, It's only normal that I care for her.” he tried to conceal the jealousy, and Alex nods.

“That's right, what do you intend to do?”

“Kill the driver and assign to her another driver alongside some guards, I am going to teach her a lesson.” he breathed out coldly, anger and hardness echoed in his voice, as he thought of the perfect way to punish her with his tongue and teach her a lesson she would never forget.

Alex knew already that it was pointless trying to convince Axel to not kill the driver, but he needed to know about the lesson.

“What lesson?” Alex popped his eyes wide and Axel realized that he had said a little too much.

“Why are you being so inquisitive?” he shut Alexander with a daggered glare and the whole place fell silent for a while.

Axel sinks into the chair and sipped from his wine, as he kept on passing dangerous glare to their dimension.

He was trying all it took to not cause a scene just so he could protect his celebrity life.

Hazel and Armstrong had been engaging in a few kisses that Hazel would end up breaking as she kept feeling like a thing was missing.

Tracy had decided to give them alone time after she a guy walked up to her.

Hazel’s cup was out of wine and she needed more, so she told him to add a little to her cup, but he mistakenly ruined her cloth by pouring it out into her cloth instead of her cup.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed as she stared down at her already stained clothing.

“I am so sorry, Hazel. I am really sorry.” he pleaded and she nods her head to him.

“It's fine, I will just use the restroom.” she stood up and made her way to the bathroom.

She was done washing her cloth, but she was unable to retreat as she heard the voice of Axel. Her legs halted abruptly and fear gripped her, her heart clenching and missing several beats.

“Are you in Washington to club or school?” His thick masculine hard yet stern voice brought the movement of her legs to an abrupt halt as she felt her soul resonating from her body.

Pleasure sparkles mixed with fear ran through her body, although his voice came out stern there was this part that got her pussy throbbing as the thought of what happened yesterday played freshly into her mind for the umpteenth time

“Are you suddenly feverish? Why can't you talk or even take a turn to stare at my face?”

Hazel felt her legs buckle as fear surged into every vein in her body.

His hands gripped her arms and he pinned her roughly to the walls.

“Who was that guy?” his cold yet anger-filled eyes bored into hers and she trembled at the new side of him that she had never encountered.

“Answer me,” he yells into her face and she let off a soft whimper as tears came rolling down her eyes.

His heart pierced as though a dagger was thrust into his heart, slowly he did away with the monstrous look he had on his face, his heart arching terribly for scaring her and cursing her pain.

His hands cupped her soft cheeks and he slid one of his fingers into her mouth, dragging her lips hard while she just placed her head on the wall, her pussy dripping wet from that very action.

“I don't want you near anybody momma.” his voice came up barely above a whisper and she felt her pussy spurting in response to his voice.

He leaned in and inhaled her cologne, his hands pressing and squeezing her, while she bit on her lower lips trying really hard to suppress the moan that was threatening to escape her mouth.

His teeth graced her neck and she shuddered.

“Only I have the right to your body momma, only I have the right to your fucking body. don't you ever give my property out.” he squeezed her even more, and she let out a whimper, his voice was compelling and domineering, yet they had this undertone that kept her pussy on the very edge of exploding.

“I would never dare!” she subconsciously affirmed in pleasure and he grits his teeth, kissing at the nap of her neck while she inhaled moans.

He pulled away from her, his eyes caressing all her body.

He wanted to let her go, but his dad was already throbbing just to have her.

Hazel felt her heart tremble ad he hovered inches away from her. She knew she had to stay away from him, her normal Hazel would yell at him and tell him never to come close, but she couldn't help the feeling that she was having underneath her legs the feeling that only he had the antidote to.

Her mind might not want this but her body and eyes were saying otherwise.

In one swift move, he raised her up and positioned her on the sink, spreading her legs wide open, his palm fondling her soft ass through her cloth.

“I am going to punish you in ways that your cloth has commanded momma, I am going to suck you till you can no longer feel your legs momma.” His husky voice sounded dark, as his eyes took in every inch of her.

Hazel couldn't speak, she could only stare down at the crest on her cloth and she shooked uncontrollably.

“The sultry wish of your clothes is the desired command of my tongue!”

With that, he pushed her skirt up, and his hands brushed her pussy as he reached for her pant and pulled it down, slipping them into his pocket.

“Ummmm” he licked on the small juice that his hand had gained from just brushing against her pussy.