“You don’t think this is cheesy enough?” Alger asks.
“It could be cheesier. You don’t have to use theoptional condimentsif you’ve met your cheese quota.” The urge to roll my eyes returns.
When I return from the kitchen, Axel’s parents have moved on to Allie’s dessert but Axel continues to eat. I’m over dinner with them. I don’t have to sit awkwardly at the table with his parents and the woman they wish he were dating. Joke’s on them. She’s off her rocker. I can eat while I watch that one movie I meant to see.
Leaning in, I kiss Axel on the temple.
“I’m out,” I whisper as I pick up my plate. Axel wraps his hand around my wrist to stop me.
“I’ll go with you, then. Let’s watch a movie.”
Damn, sometimes we’re so in sync it’s scary.
“It’s rude to leave in the middle of entertaining guests,” Hanna says, her blue eyes focusing on me for the first time.
“No ruder than bypassing the served meal. Plus,I’mnot entertaining. No one is here to see me.”
Axel rises. I appreciate his solidarity, but I don’t want him going to war with his parents over a temporary relationship.
“This is how con artists work. Isolate the target then take advantage,” Alger supplies.
I snort my amusement but look at Axel. “I’ll go. You stay. That way your parents will have the dinner they want.”
“It’s not the dinnerIwant,” he argues on his way out of the dining room.
“Son, you’ll let her ruin time with your parents?”
Axel turns back around at his mother’s question.
“First, everyone here knowshername.Second, I’ll be happy to spend time with my parents when they arrive. I don’t know who you two are. Allie, I said this is your best dessert. I never said it was my favorite.”
Axel pulls me through the house up the stairs and into the master suite despite his parents calling his name. He leans on the door he just slammed. He traps me in his gaze as he locks the door. Then shuts off his ringing phone. I sit on the arm of the sofa and use my fork to twirl the noodles on my plate as I watch him unbutton his chambray shirt. It hits the floor. I don’t care because his big hands tug at his belt, his arms and chest flexing with the effort to release it from the loops. I chew slowly enjoying the Axel show better than any movie. His jeans and boxer briefs join the clothes pile. The light playing off his now naked body adds to my arousal until I’m clenching my legs together to focus on eating. I love watching him manage his hair, but Axel running his fingers through his long locks to manipulate it into a man bun while his dick salutes me is a whole mood.
Axel stalks my way, standing before me as I lift a fork of spaghetti. He wraps his mouth around the fork, taking my bite of food while making dirty promises with his eyes. His pink tongue darts out to collect the drop of sauce a noodle left behind on his lip. My nipples tighten at the sight.
“Mmm. I’m still hungry,” he tells me, but he takes the plate out of my hand and puts it on the table behind the couch.
The heat of his hands makes my skin tingle when he pushes my legs apart to stand between them. His already hard dick presses against the damp triangle of cotton between my legs. My breath hitches. Only Axel can take me from irritated to aroused.
“I don’t know what the hell is wrong with them, but I’m about to make you forget all about it. Lose the fucking dress.”
I do as I’m told in time to be pulled off the couch. He holds me close, my nipples rub his chest. Axel bites his bottom lip as he takes a hearty squeeze of my ass. I’m disappointed to be let go as quickly as I was grabbed. He spins me away from him. Axel’s body warms my back, his fingers trail down my spine, and his lips follow. His digits dip into the band of my panties, and they follow him to the floor Axel pushes me back, adding pressure until my cheek is on the cushions.
“Mmmm,”
Axel’s tongue sinking into me from behind is the perfect stress reliever. His beard tickles my inner thighs when he retreats and sucks on me. It feels like he has my entire pussy in his mouth. I can’t complain. His fingertips dip into my hips as he spreads me with his thumbs.
“Oooh...mmmm..” I’m incapable of speech.
The flick of his tongue on my hard clit causes leg tremors. I struggle to remain standing. My nails claw at the cushions, but Axel doesn’t let up. He manipulates my hips, pulling and pushing me off his mouth until he’s fucking me with his tongue. My eyes cross and my body spasms when he moves his expert mouth over my clit.
“I love when you cum for me, baby. Now, get in my bed.”
I move as fast as I can on shaky legs. Dinner is forgotten.
Axel
I watch the sun play off Heaven’s naked body as she sleeps on her side, facing me. It’s not bringing me the lust I’d usually feel. I’m pissed. Even having rigorous sex until we both passed out didn’t erase the bullshit from last night. Rolling onto my back, I stare at the ceiling to process exactly how I feel. Embarrassed. My parents were nothing short of embarrassing with their dismissal of Heaven. Allie’s appearance further displays their lack of understanding of my life. She’s the highest person on my shit list.
