CHAPTER THREE: SIGNED AND THE DEED

"I see you changed your mind." The husky baritone startled her. The restaurant had been empty, save for  one waiter who only gave her a glass of water and went on his way. Jaxon had appeared to be coming from the back. His sudden arrival changed the scent of the place. The smell of food was overtaken by him. Roxanne turned to face him. He was wearing a very casual yet classy outfit of a grey tee shirt and jeans with an expensive-looking leather jacket. 

She began to question herself if she was underdressed. It was just to sign some blasted papers. His eyes never left her face as he sat down. He wondered if she always held her beautiful blonde hair in that annoying bun. Well, that was going to change soon. He thought. 

"Can we get on with it, Sir? I've got to go to the hospital." She said. 

" Excited to begin, are we?" His handsome face had a smirk that taunted Roxanne. 

Roxanne provided her birth certificate to prove that she wasn't a minor and he in turn handed her the papers.

"Take your time to read it, Roxy." The name rolled off his tongue so smoothly that it made her insides dance. 

The contract seemed favorable, hence she signed it. 

"That's settled, then. Please do not be late when I call you." He taunted. 

Roxanne felt uneasy under his gaze. 

" I...uh..need to use the bathroom." She said and got up. 

She takes a while before returning. She was standing now, in a bid to leave. 

"When do I resume, Sir?" She asked nervously. 

Jaxon chuckles. " Soon." He says. He stood also, towering above her. Roxanne bit her lip and rubbed it with her finger. This act sent a message to Jaxon's lower body. 

He only smiled at her, trying to hide the fact that he wanted to take her on the restaurant table that moment. 

Jaxon tucked a straying strand of her hair back. "I'll send you a text, princess." His voice was husky.

Roxanne's heart pounded wildly under the touch of his hand. It felt as though he were actually touching her, as though there were no fabric separating their skin. His voice was low, rusty, sexy. 

Withdrawing his hand slowly, he brushed her earlobe. Roxanne nearly drowned in the saturating green-gold eyes. The scent of him was hot and alluring. She wanted to move away from him. She was supposed to go forward but he was too close, too sexily paralyzing her thought processes. 

The oddest thing was that she had no desire to move. The solid heat from him felt unexpectedly good, and the way he was staring at her, with a kind of dawning male curiosity, as though he'd just discovered something about her he couldn't readily dismiss. Well, it made her feel conscious of her body. 

Roxanne shook as she felt her phone vibrate in her pockets. She was thankful that the call from her aunt had come. 

"I... Uh... Should get going." She awkwardly said and hurried on her way. 

Jaxon stared after her with a knowing smile. She was just too innocent and it was driving him crazy. 

"How's he doing, Tia?" She asked her aunt as they both shared soup in the hospital's cafeteria. 

"He's still hanging on. The doctor says he'll survive if he's placed on the top list of the transplant queue. But, we don't have such connections." Her aunt's wrinkling face furrowed into a worried frown. 

" Don't worry, I'm working towards it, at least I hope." Roxanne tried to assure the older lady.  

" How is work? " 

" Tasking, but I'm doing fine." Roxanne replied with a smile. 

Roxanne stayed a few hours before leaving for the club. She performed and thrilled the crowd as usual. 

"You're getting really good at this, girl." Freddy complimented. 

"Thank you, Freddy. " She smiled at the guy. Her phone buzzed and it was an unknown number. 

It was a text with a location and an order for her to be there in twenty minutes. 

Roxanne knew it was from Jaxon. She suddenly became tensed. When he had said he would reach her soon, she wasn't expecting him to do so in a couple of hours. 

She began to pack up her things. 

"Hey, Rox, do you wanna stay for some shots?" Freddy asked her. 

"Er... Maybe some other time. I've got an emergency. " She said.

" Your dad? " The guy had a sorry look on his face. "Yeah.. yes." She replied. She couldn't believe how the lie rolled out of her mouth that easily. She rushed out of the club. 

The location was a very huge mansion. She had only seen mansions like this in telenovelas. 

"Wow!" Her eyes roamed around the beautiful work of architecture. After paying the taxi, she took a deep breath and walked to the entrance. She was still carrying her small duffel bag that had her performance outfit. 

Her hands began to shake again. 

"I should just go back." She said to herself, suddenly feeling bad. However, she gathered her courage and pressed the bell. She heard it ring on the inside and waited to be answered by a servant or worker. 

"You made it on time, princess." Jaxon's voice made her jump. She was surprised to see him standing there. He looked like he had just gotten out of the shower. His luscious black hair was wet and he was shirtless. Roxanne's eyes traveled to his body. She gulped. 

"What are you staring at, princess?" He asked with a soft chuckle, enjoying the effect he seemed to have on her. It wasn't a new thing. He had such effect on every lady. 

"I... uh... sorry.. nothing.. I was just surprised you answered the door. I thought it'd be answered by a servant." 

Jaxon laughed. She saw his dimple. This man was a walking turn-on. "My housekeeper is out for the night. Do come in." He ushered her in. Roxanne's jaw dropped as she saw the interiors. It was even more elegant than the exterior. 

"Your house is beautiful." She says. 

"Thank you." He winks at her and this makes her uneasy. 

Jaxon notices this and walks up to her. He's behind her. His hands are on her shoulders. "You're so tensed, princess. Relax. I don't bite." He lips were close to her ear as he spoke. This sent chills down her spine. 

"I'll show you to the guest room and then we will have dinner." He said. 

Roxanne drops her bag on the bed and takes off her hoodie, revealing her tank top, before stepping out. Jaxon had laid the table and they began to eat in an awkward silence.  

"The food was really good." She managed to say after the dinner. She insisted on doing the dishes. Jaxon watched her. His eyes hadn't left her body since she came down wearing her tank top on jeans. Her breasts were just so perky. She had curves in the right places. 

Roxanne could feel his gaze on her back as she washed. 

"Have you been with a man before, princess?" His question catches her off guard. Her face reddens. She bites her lower lip. If only she knows how crazy she is driving him. 

"Uh..no..I mean yes... I've been with a man." Her voice is rather low and she cannot look him in the eye. She fears her own body might move against her will. 

Jaxon chuckles as he draws close to her. He holds her jaw and takes the first few seconds to admire her lips. It was then Roxanne knew that she wanted this man to bend her over the counter the way she had wanted Charles to do it in college. 

A moan threatens to escape her lips as he brushes her lips with his thumb. He kisses her slowly and softly at first. She kisses him back rather shyly. He deepens the kiss with his tongue, commanding hers to submit to him. His hand pulls her by the waist, closer. With one slight tug, he removes the clip holding her hair, making it drop down her shoulders to her back. 

Roxanne breaks the kiss and is panting. Her cheeks are rosy and her eyes twinkle. 

"Come here, princess." With one swift move, Jaxon takes her off the ground and carries her to a room. 

Before anything, he uses a napkin to cover her eyes and then begins to peel off her clothes. His mouth roams from her ears to her lips to her neck and in-between her breasts.  Roxanne wants to ask about the blindfold but the pleasure keeps her mute. 

Watching her squirm under his touch only triggers Jaxon more. He wants to take her gently but her body is sending a different message to him. 

His lips settle on her thighs. She gasps. 

"Easy, now, princess, relax. I just want to make you feel good." His voice is raspy. 

His tongue searches for her love button, finds it and nibbles on it. Roxanne begins oozing her juices and giving soft moans. 

"Please don't stop, Sir." She moans. 

"I don't intend to, princess, at least  not untill I've had enough of your delicious body." He replies and then buries his face in between her legs. Roxanne feels her body grind on his face on its own accord. She has never had anyone do this to her. 

"You're so wet, princess and you taste good." 

"Please, take me now, Sir." She begs shamelessly. Her body wants this man and it wants him now. 

Jaxon takes off his pants and slowly guides himself into her. She is tight. He starts off slowly but there is something about her that just makes him want to possess her entirely. 

Roxanne moans shamelessly as Jaxon brings her to multiple orgasms. She isn't sure she can have anymore if he continues. Jaxon devoured her over and over again the entire night.