He’s not telling me everything, but it doesn't matter. I stop listening after ‘fuck you in your bed’ just as he knew I would. He’s such a sexual con artist.
“Are you sure about this? I can’t guarantee that I won’t whoop Ashley’s ass if I see her.” I shrug. “It’s really up in the air. You’ve been warned.”
Axel shrugs. “I have a lot of money, a bunch of lawyers, and one hell of a P.R. team.”
He studies me for a beat then beckons me. "Come here."
He man-spreads while nibbling on his bottom lip as he watches me walk over. Axel pulls me in his lap until I'm sitting sideways with his erection poking my hip.
"What the fuck are you wearing?" he complains.
I look down at my dark, skinny jeans, pumps, and white graphic baby t-shirt. I thought I looked cute until now.
"You don't like it?" I ask, confused.
"I love the way your ass looks in those jeans. Makes me want to eat it."
His confession shocks and arouses me.
"Umm…"
He tugs at the collar of the shirt.
"I think you do this to fuck with me. Your shirt covers everything, I can't spend time with my girls. These jeans look like you painted them on your body.” He shakes his head like it’s disgraceful. “No plane sex for you.”
I didn’t realize being denied access into the mile high club would hurt so much. I didn’t expect to have sex on the plane, yet my pout is deep like he just crushed my goals.
“All my clothes are removable.”
Axel chuckles like I’m silly. “I’m aware. Every time you get dressed, I consider at least five ways to get you out of your outfit.” I love how he says that like it’s normal, yet hate how my body tingles at his admission. “But we’re on the way to Texas, which is hot as fuck, so I consider this intentional.” He spreads my legs by pushing my right leg off his lap and gripping my left thigh. Reconnecting our eyes, he cups my naughty bits and continues his rant. “Your pussy and I don’t like it when it’s locked up like this.”
“Most guys hate when their girlfriend’s body is on display,” I argue breathlessly.
“Who the fuck asked them? Axel wants easy access to his pussy. Pay attention and learn; I don’t care if other men can see what’s mine as long as they know it’s mine alone.” His lips ghosts mine and his eyes are cold seduction, causing me to squirm from my juices dampening my panties. “You never know when the mood strikes me to have a quick fuck or play with your pussy. Don’t let it happen again,” he orders against my lips.
Nipping at my lips, he teases me with a kiss he never delivers, my nipples are so hard, I moan when his hand grazes my shirt.
“Go back to your seat.” I’m stuck for a second, not moving because he’s words hadn’t fully registered. “You heard me, baby.”
Shaky legs take me back to my seat. The moment my ass hits the seat, the sound of his zipper shreds the silence between us. My eyes are glued to his lap as he pulls out his big, hard dick.
“You’ll just have to watch me relieve myself,” he announces.
Axel
Heaven’s apartment is as cute and colorful as she. It’s about the size of my master suite—an observation, not a judgment—but I like it. It's a neat space that also smells fantastic. I toy with the big ass light at her social media setup as she frets. It appears having me in her space is making her nervous. She’s standing off to my right, still staring at me.
“Heaven, I thought we were more in tune than this,” I say, my eyes still trained on her photo collage.
“What do you mean?”
Her question has me snapping my head in her direction. My gaze eats up her body. I love and hate how her tits strain against her shirt. My semi-hard dick grows into a full erection. She sucks on her bottom lip, and I remember the way her mouth gaped as she watched me pleasure myself on the plane. It was as if she was silently begging me to slide between her plush lips.
“If we were as in sync as I thought, you’d already be naked and in your bed with your legs open waiting for me to fuck you.”
Her near-black eyes heat up with anticipation.There’s my girl.She turns to make my thoughts a reality but I wrap my arm around her waist to grab her.
“No. No. It’s too late for that,” I warn her as I use my free hand to rip the fucking jeggings then underwear. “I’ll take you right here.” She moans when I nip her ear. “Lose the shirt.”
