Paxton's Promise (9 page)

“Really?” I asked, wide-eyed. “You’d do that? I didn’t really want to go to the police about this, but if you think it would help that’d be great.” The notes were in my back pocket so I pulled them out and handed them to him.

He stared down at them. “It’ll probably take a couple of days, but I’ll see what they can do.”

Sitting back in my chair, I sighed and took a sip of my coffee. “Thank you. I appreciate you doing this for me.”

About that time, something caught the corner of my eye. I squinted and focused my attention on the blue sports car headed our way.

Cliff sat back in his chair and put the notes in his pocket with an amused smirk on his face. “It looks like your boyfriend found you,” he quipped, taking another sip of his coffee.

Paxton obviously didn’t know I was with someone else because when he saw Cliff, his expression went from passive to livid. Slamming on the brakes, he got out of the car and glared at us.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” I said as I got to my feet. He sure as hell was acting like it though. “What are you doing?” I asked incredulously.

His nostrils flared. “I could ask you the same thing. Whoever that is, say goodnight. The date’s over.” Cliff chuckled, drawing both mine and Paxton’s attention. Paxton clearly wasn’t in the mood to be provoked. “Is there a problem?”

Smirking, Cliff gestured toward us both and shook his head. “No, I’m just curious to see how she handles this. Gabriella doesn’t seem like the type of girl to put up with someone telling her what to do.”

“Oh, so you know her now?” Paxton growled. “Who the fuck are you?”

His anger and possessiveness was turning me on. Hot damn, he was sexy when that little vein bulged on his forehead.

Cliff didn’t move an inch. He stayed perfectly comfortable in his chair. “I’m her neighbor. And yes, I’d say I’m getting to know her quite well.”

Paxton stepped forward, but I blocked him and put a hand on his chest. “Pax, stop. You’re acting like an idiot. Why do you even care? I thought you were over me. Cliff’s my friend and has been kind enough to help me out with something.” I glared up at him and hissed. “Why don’t you just go back to your blonde from the track?”

His scowl turned into a mask of confusion. “What are you talking about? Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?”

“Don’t flatter yourself. I think you need to leave. I’ll be back when I feel like it.”

“Sorry, but that’s not going to happen,” he said grabbing my hand. “You made a deal and you’re going to keep it.” He pulled me toward his car and when I looked back, Cliff got up from the table, his smile gone.

“I don’t think I’d do that if I were you,” he warned. Slowly, Cliff reached behind his back and my eyes went wide. Was he reaching for a fucking gun?

Paxton stopped, but he didn’t let me go. “Gabby, so help me God, either get in my car now, or get in the Hummer and follow me home. I don’t want this night to get ugly.”

“Then put the testosterone away and let me handle this.” Reluctantly, he let me go and walked back to his car, keeping his venomous stare on Cliff.

Cliff never took his eyes away from Paxton, even when I was safely away. “Please tell me you’re not going back to his place. I can take you to your apartment if you need me to. I’m not scared of that fucker.”

Sighing, I grabbed my purse and faced him. Now that Pax wasn’t hiding his feelings, the tension between us had come to a breaking point and it was about to explode. It was time to let it.

“I’m not going back to my apartment, Cliff.”

He scoffed. “You can’t be fucking serious. I never thought you’d let someone talk to you like that.”

“Trust me, I don’t. He’s going to get an earful when we get back.”

“Why do you have to go with him at all?”

I chuckled, but he didn’t see the humor in it. “It’s complicated. I honestly can’t explain any more than that. But if you would, please call me if you see or hear anything.”

He nodded and huffed. “All right, I’ll call. Are you sure you’re going to be okay? You’re not being forced into anything are you? You can tell me and I’ll get you out of here.”

Pax wouldn’t have to force me to do anything. I couldn’t wait to get back to his place. First, I would give him a piece of my mind. Then, I’d give him a piece of something else. “No, he’s not forcing me. Believe me, this is something I want to do. I made a deal and I won’t break it.”

Clenching his jaw, he sneered at Paxton over my shoulder before turning back to me. “Well, if that’s what you have to do, I can’t stop you. Just be careful.”

“I’ll be okay. I promise. Besides, I can handle myself.”

A gleam twinkled in his eye. “So I can tell. I’ll keep in touch.” Turning on his heel, he looked back at me once and smiled before getting into his truck. I didn’t even bother looking at Paxton when I got in his Hummer because I knew he was fuming. Quickly, I started up the car and headed on my way to his house with him close behind.

I couldn’t take it anymore. His open jealousy had shown me a glimpse of how he really feels. And my flimsy excuses were no longer enough to hide behind. My brother would be disappointed in me, but what else could I do?

AS SOON AS I pulled into his driveway, I quickly jumped out of his car and headed into the house. I couldn’t wait any longer.

“
Gabriella
,” he shouted, racing to catch up. “She’s my cousin,” he yelled. “Do you remember my Aunt Jackie? April’s her daughter. My uncle owns the track.
Gabby
, wait up.”

He thought I was mad. I
had
been jealous, but it didn’t matter right now. He didn’t know what was coming next, but it was inevitable—like the tide, or the sunrise.

I leapt up the steps two at a time; Pax hot on my heels. Walking right through the door, I stopped a few feet into the room, threw my purse on the floor and turned to watch him enter.

“Look, I’m sorry,” he began, but stopped when he saw me just standing there, arms at my sides, breathing heavy.

Our eyes locked and just as he was about to continue talking, I closed the distance between us, shoving him against the wall. Pushing my tongue inside his mouth, I felt the fire instantly blaze between us. It took him a split second to catch up to the moment, but then his hands snaked around my waist, pulling me in tight—his grip almost bruising.

“Fuck,” he growled into my mouth.

Nothing in that moment mattered other than the feel of his warm, large hands caressing me feverishly. It was almost as if we were starved for each other and not able to get enough. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever quench my thirst for him. I’d fought it for so long, I almost felt like a ravenous beast.

Paxton turned us, slamming my back into the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and began moving against him, his cock growing rapidly against my core. I grabbed my shirt and ripped it over my head. Groaning, he sucked and nipped the top of my breast before he stopped and looked up at me. I bit my lip and smiled.

He shook his head and smirked, leaning in to devour my mouth. Grabbing my ass, he held me in place as he stood up straight and made his way up the stairs, never breaking his lips from mine. Bumping into a few walls, we finally made it to our destination.

We fell onto his bed. It smelled just like him. “I want you so bad,” I mumbled against his mouth, moving my hips in circles under his weight.

He unclasped my bra with one hand. Once I was free, he closed his lips over a nipple and sucked, pulling and biting it until I screamed out. I cried in pleasure as he massaged and kissed every square inch of my breasts, fondling my nipples with his tongue. My underwear was soaked and even more so when he bit my tender flesh. The pain of it felt so damn good.

Sliding his lips up my neck to my cheek, he closed them over my lips. “And I’ve wanted you,” he murmured low. “Fuck, you have no idea how bad.”

I grabbed his hand and slid it down under the waistband of my jeans. Using my hand to push his against my wet heat, I moaned. “Oh, I think I have an idea of how bad.”

“Fuck me. I can’t wait anymore.” He pulled his hand out and worked on unbuttoning my jeans. As soon as he was done, we worked together to push them down enough to where I could kick them off.

Crawling backward, he caressed his fingers down my legs until he was completely off the bed. Never taking his gaze off of mine, he lifted his shirt over his head and unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. His cock bulged behind his boxers and I bit my lip as he rubbed his arousal through the material. Slowly, he slid his boxers down and smirked as he gave himself a few pumps up and down this length. He watched me watch him and it was the single most erotic thing I’d ever seen.

“Come here.” I touched myself over my wet panties, needing him
now
.

Pax wasted no time and crawled on the bed. I slid my underwear off and threw it across the room, opening wide for him. His tongue trailed up my inner thigh and passed over my clit with one quick flick. My body jerked and the feel of his breath as he chuckled, made my toes curl. It was so hot hearing his satisfaction.

Delving deep, he buried his tongue inside me and swirled it around, fucking me. His tongue was so warm and needy as he tasted me, driving me to the edge. My clit ached for release and when he pulled his tongue out and started sucking on it, my body exploded. Fisting my hands in his dark hair, I screamed out my pleasure. He slowly lowered his pace and licked me as my body shook, tasting my desire for him.

When I looked down, his green eyes blazed with an intensity that made me tremble. I’d never seen anyone stare at me like that. It was kind of scary, but in a good, primal way . . . almost possessively. Covering me with his body, I could feel the tip of him at my opening. I wanted him to push in so fucking bad. Instead, he closed his lips over mine and grabbed a hold of my face, kissing me deeply. I tasted myself on his lips.

His tip pushed in a little and I moaned, biting his bottom lip. “Just do it. I want you. I want to feel all of you.”

Growling deep in his chest, he plunged in as far as he could go. I screamed and dug my nails into his back as he rocked me back and forth, hard. My core stretched to fit all of him, but the pain of it made my eyes water. It hurt, but it felt so fucking good.

Pax found a spot behind my ear and bit down, sending chills cascading down my body. What made it even better was that he didn’t stop there. Down my neck and across my collarbone, he nipped and sucked his way until he reached my nipples. As hard as he could, he took my nipple in his mouth and pulled with his lips, flicking his tongue across my swollen peaks.

Another orgasm built between my legs and judging by his strangled groan he knew I was about to come. Instead of leaving me on my back, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up on his lap. We were sitting up on his bed with me on top of him. He was in so deep.

“Ride me,” he commanded, never taking his mouth away from my nipple.

Lifting my hips, I sat down on him until I got a good rhythm. My body clenched and I was so close. Paxton was too by the way his cock pulsated inside me. “I’m going to come,” I warned.

“Keep going, baby. I want to come inside you.”

My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my insides tightened. Just the thought of him releasing inside me sent me over the edge. “
Yes
,” I cried breathlessly. His fingers dug into my hips and he held me down on his cock as we both reached our climax, our bodies melding together. I could feel his release as he came inside me, all hot and primal as he yelled out, his body jerking in spasms. Laying my head on his shoulder, my heart beat out of control.

Paxton lowered me to the bed and gently pulled out before resting behind me with his arm across my stomach. “No regrets?” he asked.

I shook my head and nuzzled closer to him. “None,” I answered softly.

“So tomorrow morning, you’re not going to sneak away?”

Laughing, I turned my face to the side so I could see him. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

Taking my chin, he held me firm and kissed me. “Good, because I’m not letting you go. That’s a promise.”

Hopefully, it was a promise he could keep.