Elena Unleashed

Overwhelmed with Desire

My mouth is suddenly really dry, but I’m oh so wet in other places. All that is going through my head right now is that Jaxon f*****g Hart, the man I was just fantasizing about while I played with my kitty in the shower, is inside my apartment.

I don’t say anything, just gape at him like a buffoon. I mentally face palm myself.. I grab my rocks glass and take a large drink, while I try to figure out what to do next. I am not mentally capable of handling this s**t right now.

When I finally look up, he is right in front of me. He grabs the drink from my hand, lifts it to his nose to smell it before he takes a sip.

All the while, I am watching dumfounded, not saying a Damn word, just soaking all of him in. He is so close and smells so f*****g good, like citrus and cinnamon! I need to ask him to leave. If not I am going to jump him, I have no self- control around this man.

“Mmmmmm” the moan slips out of Jaxon’s yummy plush lips. This isn’t bad, what is it? That little moan he let slip has my p***y twerking in my pajama pants.. I have no underwear on, if my p***y really starts twitching like an epileptic, he will surely be able to notice.. Calm down, down there, I chastise myself internally.

“Umm… I..It’s just whiskey and muddled black cherries”, I finally stutter out, as his mesmerizing eyes never leave my green eyes.

He Takes off his suit jacket as he walks over to my dining room table and hangs it on my chair like he owns the place. Damn, he has a nice ass and some thick muscular thighs have me drooling. He walks back to where I’m standing. I am still trying to talk myself into asking him to leave, but my body so very much wants him to stay.

I am still looking at him completely speechless and trying to keep my horny self in check. Good Golly Miss Molly, It’s been a long time since I allowed a man to touch my goodies. And, boy oh boy do I really want him to touch my goodies… He is so close that I can smell his yummy cologne, all I want to do is nuzzle into his neck, bite and suck that lower lip of his until he moans out my name.

“So are you going to offer me a drink while I wait for my ride to pick me up?” He says with a smirk, “or should I just drink this one, as he grabs my drink again and takes a sip.”

I regain my senses and snatch the glass from his hand and narrow my eyes at him, giving him my best “don’t f**k with my drink” look.

“I don’t recall inviting you in Mr. Hart.” I say as confidently as I can. As I down the drink I just snatched out of his hand.

“Well, we don’t want all your neighbors gawking at you like that delivery kid was, now would we? I figured I was doing you a favor.” He says with a sexy smile.

“So, what about that drink? It’s the least you can do, since I dropped off your company car and now, I have to wait for my ride to come and fetch me at this late hour.” He says in a playful way.

What I should do is boot his ass out of my apartment, but I really don’t want him to leave yet. Maybe it’s the Whiskey talking or maybe I’ve lost my ever-loving mind. I’m not sure yet. He did make time to bring me the car even though he didn’t have to. I’m sure after we eat, his ride will be here and I can carry on with my night. I try to convince myself.

I make us a drink. I hand him his, as I down mine again, hoping my nerves will start to subside, but nope not yet so another drink it is.

He raises his eyebrows as he watches me down my drink. The man has to know the effect he has on me I think to myself.

“Thank you, Ms. Santos” He takes a sip,. this is delicious.

“Your very welcome Mr. Hart.” I say with a smile.

I quickly make myself another drink. I know - I know, I shouldn’t be drinking while he is this close to me. Especially since my naughty thoughts are just swirling about in my head, making my libido on overdrive… But if I don’t, I will not be able to function around this man. He seems to make me lose all my senses.

As we drink our drinks in the kitchen in silence, we continue just looking at each other. When the silence is finally interrupted by my angry intestines hollering at me to feed them. See what I’m talking about… My brain does not function properly around this man.

Jaxon starts laughing at my expense, of course. I’m a little embarrassed but I find his laugh contagious and start laughing right along with him. Truth be told, if the roles were reversed, I couldn’t say I wouldn’t laugh my ass off.

“Sorry about that, I haven’t eaten today so I’m starving,” I say as I continue to laugh.

“Well… Since you so inappropriately invited yourself into my home, until your ride arrives. I guess the proper thing to do is to offer you some of my takeout,” I say sarcastically.

“Would you care for some, Mr. Hart?” I say playfully.

Before I even hear his response, I turn and start serving our food. All of a sudden, I feel Jaxon’s body heat behind me. I feel goosebumps taking up space all over my body. I feel his body against mine and his face is now leaning over my left shoulder… I freeze when I feel his hot breath close to my ear. I involuntarily let out a gasp.. I hope he didn’t hear that.

“Thank you, that looks delicious. I love Chinese cuisine, it’s one of my favorites actually… and yes.. I would love some Elena, and please call me Jaxon,” He says in this low sexy whisper in my ear, and how he says my name makes me almost c*m right where I stand… I bite my lip to make sure my moan gets swallowed down..

I continue plating our food and putting a little of everything on our plates. I feel his hand skim my right breast as he reaches over to pick up an eggroll off one of the plates. I narrow my eyes at him. I do not share my eggrolls fucker is what went thru my head.

I was about to say something to him, when he leans in, and I feel his very erect c**k against my back. Note to self, he does not feel small, definitely not a teenie weenie…