Claimed By My Driver

Chapter 5: Feeling My Driver

BEAUTINA

I continued angrily, "You see the reason why I wanted to sack you? If I knew this was how you would behave, I would have called that other driver!”

He watched me quietly while I ranted.

The office was silent except for my voice echoing against the glass walls.

“Calm down,” he said finally.

“Seriously?” I snapped. “That’s what you have to say?”

“Listen to me.” The sudden firmness in his voice made my mouth shut instantly.

I didn’t even understand why but his tone had changed again just like yesterday. “I’m sorry for coming late,” he said.

His voice was calmer now.

“I got stuck with something. I didn’t realize the time had passed.”

I crossed my arms but didn’t respond.

Then he lifted something in front of me.

It was a small white food box. “That’s why I brought this,” he added... To forgive my attitude.”

I scoffed. “I’m not a foodie.”

“I know.” He said it immediately..“In fact, you barely eat at all.”

My eyes narrowed.

“That’s why you can’t even stand long in those heels.”

My stomach suddenly twisted.

How did he know that?

I hadn’t eaten since breakfast and even that breakfast was barely half finished.

Before I could react, his hand suddenly grabbed my wrist. The next second, he pulled me toward him and sat down on his lap while he sat down on my office chair.

My breath caught.

“What are you doing?” I snapped, trying to stand but his arm wrapped firmly around my waist..Holding me in place. He casually took my handbag from my shoulder and placed it on the desk.

“You need to start eating properly to have stamina.”

My cheeks burned. “Thank you for your concern,” I said stiffly. “But I can eat at home.”

He shook his head slowly. “I don’t want anyone disturbing us.” His voice lowered slightly. “So you’ll eat here.”

Something about the way he said it made my heart beat faster.

He opened the food box.

The smell instantly filled the office.

Hot jollof rice and grilled chicken.

My stomach betrayed me immediately. It growled loudly.

John chuckled softly. “Come on, beauty.” He handed me a fork. The smell was too good.

And suddenly I realized just how hungry I actually was. I didn’t argue anymore.

I started eating.

Fast.

The rice was warm and spicy, the chicken was soft and juicy.

I hadn’t even realized how empty my stomach felt until that moment.

John stayed quiet while I ate.

He kept watching me while I avoided looking at him.

When I finished the last bite, he handed me a bottle of water.

“You see?” he said softly.

“You just ate like a wolf. Stop punishing yourself, you have this money.”

I frowned at him. “I’m not punishing myself,” I said. “I just didn’t have time to eat.”

“Maybe,” he replied calmly. “Or maybe you’re too busy fighting everyone around you.”

His fingers brushed my hair lightly. “But you don’t have to fight me.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means,” he said quietly, “even if you forget to take care of yourself…” His thumb brushed my cheek. “I’m here.”

My heart skipped.

I quickly grabbed the bottle and finished the water.

“Thanks,” I muttered. “I think we can leave now.”

“Not yet.”

I frowned.

“You just ate,” he said. “You should rest for a few minutes.”

“That rule doesn’t apply to me,” I replied quickly and tried to stand but his arm tightened around my waist.

“John,” I warned.

A slow smile appeared on his face. The dangerous one. “Not so soon, beauty.”

Before I could react, his head lowered.

His tongue brushed lightly against my neck.

My whole body went still.

A small shiver ran through me. Then my muscles slowly melted. I fell back slightly against his chest.

He laughed softly.

“You always fight your own body,” he murmured. His lips brushed my ear. “Why not admit it once? That you want me, just like I want to kiss you” His hand slid slowly over my waist. His fingers moved higher. Stopping just below my chest. “Right here.”

My heart was racing.

I could feel the heat of his body under me.His thighs shifted slightly. And that was when I felt it. The hard length pressing against me through his trousers.

My cheeks burned.

“John…” I breathed.

“Yes, beauty?”

His voice sounded amused. Then he suddenly lifted me easily like I weighed nothing. Now I was facing him properly. Sitting across his lap. His hands rested firmly on my waist.

“I haven’t tasted these lips today,” he said slowly. His eyes dropped to my mouth.

My heart slammed against my ribs. Then he leaned forward... and kissed me. Hard.

My lips parted instantly as his mouth moved against mine.

A soft moan escaped me before I could stop it.

His hand slid down to my hip.

Then lower. Gripping my ass firmly. Pulling me closer against him.

The heat between us exploded instantly.

The kiss deepened, hungrier and rougher like he had been waiting all day for this moment.

My fingers clutched the front of his shirt without thinking... responding to his kiss.