Chapter Five: Just one night

As I step out of the sleek black car, my heart races with anticipation. Jaxson is pulling me towards the elevator, his hand firmly gripping mine. We exchange a knowing glance, both of us eager to reach the privacy of his home.

As we enter the elevator, Jaxson presses the penthouse button and swipes his card, a gesture that makes me feel a little beneath him, I could never afford something like this. The doors close and Jaxson immediately presses me against the wall, his lips crashing onto mine with an urgency that ignites a fire within me.

I melt into his touch, my hands exploring his muscular frame as he runs his hands through my hair and down my back. The elevator ride seems to last an eternity, but I savor every moment, losing myself in the passion and desire that flows between us.

 the doors finally open, Jaxson pulls me towards his penthouse, never breaking our kiss. I am completely under his spell, my body craving his every touch. This is what I have been waiting for and didn't even know it, and I know that tonight will be a night to remember.

I never thought I would find myself in this situation. Here I am, in a luxurious penthouse, with a man I barely know, feeling more alive and satisfied than I ever have before. Jaxson. His name alone sends shivers down my spine.

It all started innocently enough. He saved me from a creep, but that quickly changed. From the moment I saw him, I knew he was trouble. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes and a confident swagger that drew me in.

It hadn't even started with innocent flirting. No, I was just rambling because it was nice to talk to someone else other than my best friend. He was so silent I wanted him to talk back. Now here I am, hands roaming my body and he walks backwards to what I hope is his bedroom. My hands aren't sitting at my side oh no, they are currently working the bottoms of his shirt. I want to touch him,

Jaxson was a master at foreplay. He knows exactly how to touch me, where to kiss me, and how to make me moan with pleasure. I had never experienced anything like it. Not even with Billy, who always seemed to struggle in the bedroom doing just enough to get me wet to be able to slip in.

But with Jaxson, it was different. He took his time, worshiping every inch of my body, making me feel like a goddess. And the orgasms...oh, the orgasms. I had only ever been able to achieve them on my own. I thought I was broken. I never thought anyone else could do it for me. But Jaxson proved me wrong, over and over again.

As I followed him down the dimly lit hallway, chasing his lips, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement mixed with nerves. We had been touching almost nonstop since we left the club, and now we were finally alone heading towards what I hope was his bedroom. At this point I think I follow him to who knows where. I couldn't wait to see where this would lead.

He stopped at a door, turning to us with a sly smile. "This is it," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Follow me."

We stepped into the room and I couldn't help but let out a small gasp. To my absolute pleasure, it was a bedroom. The walls were a deep blue, with a large bed in the center covered in soft white sheets.

My heart was racing as he closed the door behind us, turning to face me. I could feel the heat radiating off of him, and I couldn't resist any longer. I reached up and started to undo his shirt, my fingers fumbling with the buttons in my haste. Kissing him again.

He broke our kiss, his breath coming in short gasps. He stepped back, allowing me to finish unbuttoning his shirt. I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he walked backwards towards the bed, pulling me along with him.

With a burst of bravery I didn't know I had, I pushed him back, so he was forced to sit on the edge of the bed. I started to kneel down in front of him, my heart pounding in my chest.

He looked down at me with a mix of surprise and desire in his eyes. I took a deep breath and started to slowly lower myself to my knees, never breaking eye contact with him. I know how to do very well if you ask Billy. I always hated doing it but it was one of those things I didn't have much of a choice in.

His hands reached out to touch my face, his fingers brushing against my cheek. I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch, savoring the feeling of his warm skin against mine. I start to reach for his pants but feel him move to stand.

When I opened my eyes again, his shirt was gone and he was standing in front of me, his body exposed. I couldn't resist any longer. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his chest, trailing kisses down his stomach.

He let out a low moan, his hands tangling in my hair as I continued to explore his body with my lips. I could feel his desire growing, and I knew it wouldn't be long before we gave in to our urges completely. I just had to get this part done, first. I reach for his pants again this time his hand comes out to stop me. I look up at him confused. Is he changing his mind?

"Something tells me this is your normal routine." He says still cupping my cheek. I know my face heats at his words, which being a red head means my whole face matches. I try to look down but his name moves down to my chin and lifts it. "That's what I thought, stand up love."

He applies more pressure to my chin making me rise to my feet, then placing a smoldering kiss to my lips. But as quick as it starts he stops leaving me breathless as he walks around me to my back. I feel his hands brush against my shoulder blades, swiping my hair to the side, then reaching for the zipper to the dress. He unzipped my dress painfully slowly. I feel it loosen and he pulls it away from my shoulder, kissing them as it falls down my arms and onto the ground.

**Just wanted to let everyone know that from today foward update will come mostly everyday. Sometimes twice.**

"Tonight is about showing you, you aren't broken he was."