°Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating.
~Good for you- Selena Gomez.

~Dylan~

To say I was nervous was an understatement. We were invited for lunch at Paige's house with her parents. I had always had lunch with Mr. Harold but in a formal way, not in the I'm dating your daughter type of lunch, or the I want to marry your daughter type or lunch.

He has always treated me like a son of his and has approved of all my ideas and desires, but I do hope he would approve of me to spend the rest of my life with Paige.

"Dylan help me buckle up my dress," Paige requested, walking out of the bathroom. She had a flicker of danger in his eyes.

I smirked as I walked up behind her and whispered, "not giving up are we?" biting her earlobe, as I zipped up her dress.

"Not until I win," she whispered as she turned around and traced my lips with her maroon nails.

"Don't be too sure baby. You almost lost yesterday," I reckoned as I winked and slid my hands down her hips, grabbing her butt, making her gasp.

"Unzip, unzip. I changed my mind," she hollered.

"Giving up too early? I'll show you all kinds of pleasure. Just give in," I stated as I unzipped her dress.

"Oh no love. It's just a change of outfit. Don't get your hopes too high," she whispered, as she fixed my tie and winked.

"Don't try too hard. I'll win both ways," I affirmed as I leaned in to kiss her on the lips, but instead kissed her on the cheek, making her widen her eyes in surprise.

"I'll wait for you in the car," I said, before walking towards the car.

Exactly fifteen minutes later, she came outside, with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Oh, take it easy," I said, raising my hand as I whistled.

There she stood, looking sexier as ever, wearing a short skirt reaching over her thighs with black stockings underneath. She wore the lacy stockings just to play with my head.

She then posed like a super model as she winked, raising her skirt enough to tease me, making me curious to see the rest.

"Wouldn't you want to see the rest?"

I leaned on the car as I smiled and shook my head, watching her as she tried to tempt me before getting into the car.

The second we entered the car, she raised her skirt a bit, to reveal more of her thighs and the top of her sexy lacy stockings, pulling her hair to one side exposing her neck.

Stay sane Dylan.

All I wanted was to worship this woman called Paige.

"Dylan?" she seductively said, prolonging every letter.

Stretching out her legs over my laps and rubbing them slowly and seductively against my laps, made me almost lose control while I struggled with the steering wheel.

I tried my best not to lose control.

Keep yourself together. She's tempting you, my inner self encouraged.

"Why are you doing this?" I mumbled.

"Because I like winning," she answered. She won't stop until she wins.
Yes I'm screwed.

Get. Your. Fucking. Head. In. The. Game. Dylan.

I grazed her thigh with my right hand and gripped the steering wheel with my left, my eyes still on the road.

"Off-limits," she warned just as my hand slipped under her skirt, still wanting to go further.

"Well, it said I could touch you anywhere I want, as long as I don't ask you for sex or kiss your lips."

My hand went higher as she tensed up and took a deep intake of breath.

Holding my hand, stopping me from going further, she intertwined her fingers with mine. "I'm impressed. You know how to play your cards."

"Always baby, always," I winked, averting my eyes from the road.

I then hear a moan and I raise my eye brows in confusion. I look at her and the only thing my eyes could focus on was her mouth forming a perfect o.

Images flashed through my head. Images of her beautiful curves, of her moaning, screaming my name while I kiss her in various places exploring her flawless body. The way her moans grew louder, the way her nails dug into my back and the way her pupils dilated when we both came at the same time.

I closed my eyes for a second, taking in a deep breath. When I opened my eyes, the thoughts and images came back, flooding my fucked up mind.

"Paige?"

"Yes?" she replied giving an innocent look.

There was nothing innocent about that.

"Are you trying to make us crash?"

She then leaned closer, her lips brushing mine.
"Maybe."
She placed her hands on my chest and started moving them slowly downwards.

Fuck I got hard instantly.
I want her here.
Now.
And I don't care losing.

I immediately brought the car to a stop and kissed her deep, pulling her closer to my body. She pulled out and smirked.

"I love you," she muttered, giving me a peck.

I stared at her as an exhilarating feeling, desire for this woman coursed through me. She tilted her head to the side as a smirk formed on her face.

"Victory does feel good," she whispered against my lips as she bit my lower lip.

Damn she sure knows to pull the right strings.

"Please?" I mumble, more of a question.

She then slowly removed the strap of her bra and brought down her shirt teasing me with her eyes.

"Please what?" She asked as she raised her brows.

Damn you Paige.

I bit my lips as my cock hardened further.

"Let me love you."

"Not in the car," she said as she pulled out.

I stared at her in shock as she fixed up her clothing, before I immediately brought up my phone to check for a hotel nearby.

My body could not tolerate any more stalling.

I hurriedly got myself together and pressed on the gas, following the directions to the nearest hotel.

Thank heavens it was a five minutes drive. I held Paige's hand as we walked in, giving her a devilish smile.

"I can't wait to get those clothes off you," I whispered in her ear as I swiped my credit card at the reception for a suite.

"Here," she whispered as she kissed my cheek, slipping something into my jacket.

I gave her a confused look as I slipped my hand to check what she dropped.

"I knew you were going to lose."

I chuckled as I felt the small pack between my fingers.

Immediately as I closed the suite's door, I grabbed her and pulled her against me. She twisted her hands in my hair, the second our lips collided.

She moaned into my mouth, and I pulled her closer, her body crashing into mine, deepening the kiss.

"You can't imagine how much I want you," I breathed as I pulled out and carried her.

She took off her shoes, throwing them to the side.

Kissing the bare skin at the base of her neck, she tilted her head back leaning on my shoulder.

Without uttering any other word, I miffed her sweet lips, stroking her hair with my hands. I planted kisses on her shoulder moving from one shoulder to the next. I then slid my hand under her shirt, unsnapping the clasp of her bra.

Pulling off her shirt, I kissed her neck slowly and gently, lowering down. When I reached to her chest I went slow, careful to cover every inh and not to leave marks which could be easily seen. 

"Dylan," she pleaded, her hand grasping my hair.

I made my way upwards and then kissed her deep, my tongue exploring her mouth.

"I'm not going to stop," I whispered, tucking a stray strand behind her ear.

She opened her mouth to speak, but instead of words, a moan escaped her lips as I captured her breasts with my mouth, sucking teasingly, making her moans grow louder.

I blew gently on her right nipple before sucking it and feeling it extending and hardening between my lips. She closed her eyes and arched her hips.

I then slipped my finger through her panties.

Sighting that hungry glint in her eyes, I traced the back of my fingers up between the valley of her breasts pinning her with my other hand, tracing softly and no doubt invoking circles at her hips.
She raised her hips, as she ran a hand through my hair, moaning.

Grasping her hips, I ran my tongue just north of the waist band up to her navel and kissed it, before I hurriedly removed my shirt and tie.

"I'm going to tease you to make up the loss," I said, kissing her, before my lips traced down teasingly kissing and sucking, making sure I touch every skin, tasting her scent.

"Dylan, don't," she moaned, rubbing her legs to the bed, but I didn't listen.

This captivating woman was all mine.

"Please," she pleaded.

"Please what?" I asked, citing her earlier words as I smirked.

"Dylan!" She groaned with exasperation.

I chuckled before I kissed her, intertwining my fingers with hers.

"Ain't karma a bitch?" I said as I rolled to the side, not touching her anymore.

"No way, Dylan. Don't play games now."

She looked at me with an angry expression.

"You can't turn me on and then stop."

"Why not?" I gave an amused smile.

"Because I'll look for someone else to finish what you started," she said as she smirked.

My eyes widened and my muscles tightened at the thought of her with someone else. The tightness I felt in my abdomen couldn't be explained. If just the thought of her with someone else did this to me, then I wonder what would happen if it did happen. I dreaded the thought.

"You. Are. Mine," I growled pinning her to the bed and holding her hands over her head.

"I thought so," she whispered, running her hands through my chest giving a chuckle.

It was this that I savored, it was her soul that I found captivating, her smart mouth, her personality and her effect on me. It was like that of a drug.

"You can't imagine how much I love you," I muttered, biting her lower lip and pressing my pelvis to her body.

She was the other half of me and I wanted to be with her till the very end. I wanted to be the only man in her life.

•●•●•

"Sorry we're late there was a little traffic."

"Traffic eh?" Chloé winked and Paige turned crimson.

"Yes Chloé," Paige gritted as she dragged Chloé and got into an engaged conversation.

"Dylan, I want to speak to you a little bit," Mr. Harold hollered at me, giving a warm smile.

I gulped as I smiled and nodded.

This was it.

"I can see that you and Paige are really fond of each other," he started with a serious face.

"I do love her very much Sir."

"I'm glad it's you," he said, his face softening giving a smile.

I took a deep breath; I couldn't hold it. I didn't know what to say or how to start so I decided to just go with the flow.

"And I would want to spend the rest of my life with her. I'm not sure when to propose to her but I just wanted to ask for your approval."

"Of course Dylan. All I want for Paige is to be happy."

"And I promise to keep her happy."

"You have my blessing Dylan. You know I always wanted you for Paige, but never interfered."

Giddiness filled my body; it was such an honour to hear such a statement from Mr.Harold.

"Thank you."

"But do know that if you break her heart, I will find you... And kill you."

I chuckled. "There won't be a need for that."

~Mysterious Pov~

"He's been spending so much time with some girl."

"A girl?"

"Yes."

A feeling of fervor ran through me as I smiled.

"Do you think he's in love with her?"

"I'm not sure. You know how Dylan is with girls."

"Get me her name and all her information."

"Of course."

"Book a flight to New York and tell my son about it to prepare himself."

°Any thoughts on the mysterious person?

Aaand Paige won the crown👑
#GirlPower👄

I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. It was really fun writing it and I enjoyed every second of it.

♮
To bless you for the week.💦
Pick the one in pink😉😍