Ew.
That statement doesn’t give me the feels it’s supposed to. If anything, I feel sorry for her. Heaven’s observation pulls forward a memory of something Allie said.
I’ll make you love me again.
When did she ever think I loved her? I shake my head to try to remove the memory.
“Why betray me if she loves me?”
Heaven giggles because I obviously don’t speak ‘woman.’ “Who is the first person you call when things go south?”
Well, fuck me. “Allie— but she’s my assistant.”
“She’s creating opportunities for you to need her. I understand the skepticism. Try this: make up a lie that only you know. Don’t even tell me. Only tell Allie privately where you know for a fact she’s the only one who knows. If that lie leaks then you’ll know. In the meantime, don’t tell her anything secret.”
“Damn, I’m happy I didn’t tell my team I’m selling. Me, you, and Mr. Pafuti are the only ones who know.”
“Keep it that way.”
She gives me a rum-flavored kiss then goes back to the movie, like she didn’t just drop a bomb.
Heaven
It’s day three of my cycle so my emotions are stabilized, and I don’t have pain that makes me want to kill others. Axel has taken our sexless state as a champ, and I’m over the social media blackout. I’ve showered and have taken the time to apply makeup and do my hair. I’m ready to claim him publicly.
Axel is taking a late afternoon nap since he’s been supplementing the lack of sex with more rigorous exercise. I find him in bed wearing nothing but boxer briefs with his arm slung over his face. I take a picture for myself because...damn. I cover his lower body then I turn the camera to myself and hit live. The number of viewers climbs quickly because there’s nothing like going live after a scandal. Once I hit one-thousand viewers, I extend a greeting.
“Hello, everyone. You’re probably wondering where I’ve been and the short answer is minding my business. There have been some lies spread about me and judging by some of the comments, a lot of you believed them. That’s not even worth correcting, but I do have something to share.”
Grabbing the remote, I turn on Axel’s sound system and Bruno MarsLocked Out of Heavenbumps in the room. Axel rolls onto his side but doesn’t open his eyes. I lie down next to him as I sing along with the song. Once his profile is in the shot, I giggle when I see a blue eye pop open, and his face is every bit of ‘what the fuck?’ He smiles as I sing the chorus to him. He kisses my temple then pulls me to him until I’m on my side being spooned by him. Then he kisses my cheek and neck. Axel knows I’m live and doesn’t care after another kiss to my neck, he winks at the camera right when his teeth nip the top of my shoulder.
My nipples tighten as he grinds his erection against my ass. The song ends and the room is quiet again.
“Turn that off. I’ve been locked out of Heaven,” he growls.
Well played.
“Um...bye now.”
I barely have it off before his hand dips in my tank top to toy with my nipples which are more sensitive right now. A moan escapes before I can stop it.
“Axel, we can’t!”
His hand is already moving under my shirt.
“Then let me see my girls. You’ve had custody all week.”
I laugh at his silliness. The question was a formality because my shirt and bra are already gone, and his hot mouth clamps down on a nipple while he rolls the other between his thumb and forefinger. I buck against his mouth as my fingers find his hair.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard when I get the green light.”
His dick strains in his underwear and creates a wet spot; my mouth waters. His groan when I grab it turns me on and motivates me. Rolling us over, I straddle him. His beautiful dick pops out when I pull down his underwear
Axel cocks a blond brow. “Are you trying to get dirty?”
I snort. “Not that kind of dirty. No thanks.”
My hand barely wraps all the way around, but I start jerking him, spreading his precum along his shaft.
