We never got her answer.
* * *
I’meager and anxious to see Axel. I wave goodbye to the girls and move up my driveway to get to the front door. The porch light is on, but it’s fairly dark in the house. I won’t know if it’s a good or bad thing until I find him. The noise from the television directs me to the living room.
Ah. Veronica Mars is searching for Lily’s killer.I used to watch this show until it ended.
Axel sleeps peacefully on the huge couch we had to buy to match his height. He’s still wearing his t-shirt and pajama pants I left him in before dinner. Seeing him at peace in his home again drops me into my feelings. My emotions boil over, and I feel the tears roll down my cheeks as I stroke his cheek and beard to awaken him. He grins and clutch my hand in his and kisses my palm before his eyes connect with mine.
His smile drops, and he repositions himself to sitting then grabs my waist.
“What’s wrong, Heaven?”
I give him a watery smile as I run my fingers through his hair.
“Nothing. I’m just happy you’re okay.”
His thumbs rub the material of my dress when he pulls me closer. Axel rests his chin on my belly without dropping eye contact.
“I’m getting a handle on the things I need to work out, but being with you is what makes meokay. When I was in Hawaii sitting on my board in the ocean, I was trying to figure out what was missing in my life, not knowing you were waiting for me on the beach. Even if the world is falling apart around us, I’ll feel confident that it’ll all be okay as long as you and I are solid. Your love is what sustains me. My job is to make sure my love does the same for you.”
I’m smiling and wiping tears from the mini-speech I didn’t expect to receive.
“It does. I love you. You’ve saved me from so much.”
Axel’s grin is sweet and naughty. He’s still in the moment, but his lower half is moving forward to the next one.
“We saved each other, sweetheart.”
I fight my desire to squirm when Axel’s hands drop to the hem of my dress to slide up my thighs. When the tips of his fingers graze my inner thighs, a shiver escapes that widens his grin to a smile.
“Enough with the emotional, let’s move to the physical.”
He tugs at my underwear, his fingers burn a trail down my legs when they follow the material down. Axel slowly slides my dress up until he reveals the part of me he’d just undressed. He sucks on his bottom lip as he moans.
“Lose the dress, Heaven.” I pull it the rest of the way up, then toss it. For efficiency, I lose my bra as well. “Very good.”
He rewards me with a kiss to my mound and my clit. Axel releases me, takes off his shirt, and leans back on the couch.
“While I love eating your pussy,” he starts as his hand lazily rubs the erection outlined in his pants. “I need to fuck you more.”
I put my hands to my cheek to fake blush. “My, my, Axel. How romantic.”
In response, he pulls out his hard dick, rubs his palm over the slick tip, then strokes himself up and down in a slow mesmerizing pace. He knows exactly how to make me wet.
“Well, climb in my lap, and I’ll show you how dirty being romantic can get.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice.
The possessive way he grabs me makes my heart flutter. We’ve done this so many times that it surprises me how each time feels brand new. He steals a kiss once my mouth is in reach, but I return it with all the love I have inside of me. Axel grabs me where my waist dips before the swell of my hips and pulls me down on him in one smooth stroke.
We moan loud, both lost in the connection of our bodies.
“Give me everything,” I beg as I undulate my hips.
“You already have all of me,” he confesses.
We lock eyes again. I’m gradually picking up the pace when I speak. “Then make me feel all of it.”
