Page 100 of Fake Dating Daxton Hawk
I search her eyes, longing to find forgiveness in them and something to tell me she’s back. But I can’t be sure what I see within her other than love. I just hope love is enough for Jordan to forgive me.
I press her back against the wall, freeing up my hands. She gazes up into my eyes the entire time I unzip my fly. I’m so lost for words. There was a part of me that was scared she would never look at me this way again, like she loves me.
Wasting no time, I grab the backs of Jordan’s thighs and lift her off the ground, wrapping her legs around me. She leans against the wall as we work together lining me up with her entrance, then I thrust into her, burying my dick to the hilt.
I groan as she sighs my name against my lips. Her muscles hold me inside her. This is where I belong. Her body was made for me and it takes every ounce of concentration not to release myself inside her already.
I attempt another thrust, but Jordan’s legs are wrapped so tight around me, holding my dick deep in her. Instead, I carry Jordan to a nearby couch and sit down, gazing up at her on top of me.
“Do you still hate me?”
She rises and gently sinks back down on me with a moan. “Yes.”
“I don’t believe you.”
Another moan and this time her eyes flutter shut as she lowers onto me.
“If this is what hate looks like, you can hate me all you want.”
She kisses me, her lips so tender against mine as she slowly works up and down on my dick. Our arms are tangled together as we cling to each other. Her gaze caresses me. There’s nothing hateful about this moment. With each rise and fall of her hips, her muscles grow tighter around my length. Her tiny cries become more desperate. She’s about to come, but I can’t let go of this moment yet.
Right before she climaxes, I hold her hips still, denying her the friction she needs.
“Be angry with me all you want. I deserve it,” I whisper. “Baby, I’msosorry for how badly I fucked up. But please take me back. Be mine and only mine from here on out because you own every piece of my heart. I’m nothing without you.”
She nods desperately like she can’t give me the answer fast enough. “Yes. Fuck, Daxton, yes. I’m yours. Only yours. I need you.”
My chest swells with pure bliss hearing those words. I release my grip on Jordan’s hips and she returns to riding me in slow bounces while kissing my lips. The next moment, she’s gasping my name and I feel the contractions of her orgasm.
“Yes, Jordan, come on me,” I grit out, thrusting up and joining her climax. Waves of ecstasy spread through me as I release into her.
Jordan collapses onto me and I hold her tight, panting as I recover from such an intense high. I stroke her hair and brush my fingertips along her damp skin. Her heartbeat races away against my chest. We remain like this, locked in each other’s arms until our breathing synchronizes into a calm rhythm.
Now that the heat of the moment is over, I question how much of Jordan’s talk was said only to appease me so she could reach an orgasm. The sex is over, and as much as I want to believe she was serious about being with me from here forward, I don’t expect her to hold true to her word.
“Jordan,” I mutter the plea along her skin, kissing all down her neck and shoulders. “I love you so much. I will never stop being sorry. You have to believe me.”
Jordan leans back, meeting my gaze. To my surprise, she nods, her voice gentle. “I know. I read your letter and believe everything you wrote. I forgive you. And I love you too, Daxton.”
A smile twitches my lips. I cup her jaw in my palms, searching her eyes for the truth and barely believing it when I see it. My lips crush to hers and I kiss her deep and hard, never having been so relieved and filled with joy in my life. When I pull back, she smiles softly at me.
I brush my thumb along the bottom lip of her smile. “I thought I’d never see you smile at me again. Please, let me take you home. Back to the penthouse.Ourpenthouse.”
She nods. “Let me tell Mina.”
ChapterFifty-One
Jordan
Daxton opens the car door for me and offers his hand when we arrive at The Hawk Grand Hotel. From the moment we freshened up after reconnecting in the sitting room of Electric Dreams, Daxton hasn’t left my side. His hands are constantly on me. He won’t let me out of his arms and I love it. Though, I do sense uncertainty in the way he looks at me, like he fears our reunion is too good to be true and is still at risk of losing me.
Our fingers weave together as we enter the lobby. As we wait for the elevator to arrive, I spot Amabella in the distance. She smiles at us and nods in approval. I smile back, snuggling into Daxton’s arms.
The elevator doors open with a softdingand we travel up to the penthouse in silence, the whole time with my head resting against Daxton’s chest and his hands buried in my hair as he places soft kisses on my forehead.
Once we’re inside, Daxton lifts me onto the kitchen counter and nuzzles his hips between my legs. I glance at our surroundings, my chest filling with a sense of ease as though I’m finally home. Despite only having lived here for a month, I grew attached to everything about this place.
“Update me, baby.” Daxton kisses my lips. “Tell me everything I’ve missed in your life.”
