by Lacey Silks
I was babbling and realized that this situation, standing in front of him and so close, had made me open up more than I intended. My hand flew up to my mouth, covering it, and my eyes grew in size. I whipped my body around and stepped away, but Axel was at my side in seconds, turning me back toward him.
“You haven’t come since then?” he asked.
I shook my head and he gently lowered my hand off my mouth. I was pretty sure that I’d reached the tunnel of shame already, so I might as well spill it out.
“Axel, what you did at the realtor party… can you do that again?” Yup, there it was. I’d said it, and now there was no way to take it back.
“You’re asking me for a sex favor?”
“I guess I am.”
“Hmm.”
While he pretended to ponder the offer, I blurted out, “And I’d return the favor. You know, I’m sure you have other women who throw themselves at you and all, but if you don’t feel like going out and need help…” I lowered my gaze to his erection, then raised my eyes to meet his. Axel’s mouth was wide open, and I wondered whether I’d made the wrong decision in assuming that he’d want my help to get off.
The silence felt like it lasted hours, till Axel grasped me by my hips and brought my body to his stone-hard cock so that I’d feel his full length against my stomach, saying, “I got a taste of your sweetness at the party, and it was the most delicious thing I’d had in years. But if I do this, I’m not settling just for a taste you leave on my fingers. I want the full experience. I want to eat you out, Chloe.”
Holy fuck!
His hands drifted around me to my back and down to my ass, squeezing it deliciously as he leaned to my ear and whispered, “I promise you’ll never want to come any other way.”
Oh! He meant now!
Axel didn’t wait for a reply. I was on that floor in seconds, resting back on the pillow I’d been sitting on moments ago. He kissed his way down my body. All my bare skin received extra care – my arms, my chest, my stomach – as he got closer to my pussy.
I didn’t have time to think or object. Hell, I didn’t want to object, and even if I had a second thought, I wouldn’t have been able to. His lips made me lose my mind. They were everywhere, sucking on my skin, gently grazing his teeth over the tender licks around my navel, lowering down to between my legs.
Oh, God! This would actually happen. I’d come into Axel’s mouth. There was no turning back now. As my head spun and hungry hormones filled my lower half, concentrating there and waiting for the promised euphoria, I didn’t even notice when he lowered my pants and kissed my pussy through my panties. I was ready to come right then.
“Those were my favorite when I bought them.” He breathed against the fabric, completely warming me in the process — not that I needed to be warmed up at all.
He did buy them himself. I couldn’t help but smile at the discovery.
He slowly tugged at the band of my panties, lowering them to my feet and then slipping them off, and parted my legs to the sides. I was open to him. The breeze felt cool against my swollen pussy before it mixed with his warmer breath, teasing me. I could tell he was within an inch of me, looking at me, examining me. Did he like his women trimmed, shaved, waxed, or natural? Was my thin strip of hair not enough, or too much?
“Perfect,” he whispered and dove right in.
My whole body tensed before giving in. The strokes of his tongue assaulted my skin, driving me wild. My hands flew to my breasts and I squeezed them. When my finger grazed against the sensitive nipple and his mouth clasped over my clit, I gasped. Feeling my back arch and hips thrust toward him, I moaned and whimpered. Part of me wanted to ask him to finger me, the way he had done at the party, but I couldn’t get a word out. He was bringing me closer to climax much more quickly than I expected. I could hear the sucking of his mouth and felt its luscious nurturing spread heat throughout my body at light speed. It was too much. I couldn’t hold on and I let go, screaming his name. “Axel! Oh, God!”
My body shook underneath him, the orgasmic sensation tearing through my muscles. It wouldn’t stop, and Axel just kept on giving and giving, completely breaking me into a million pieces of bliss until a second burst of pleasure, much stronger than the first, overtook my being. He held onto my legs, licking me tenderly until the euphoria settled and I was brought back down to earth.
“Holy shit,” I whispered and looked up. Axel was sitting back on the heels of his feet, his chin glistening with my juices, smiling with pride.
“Better?”
“Yes,” I breathed, waiting for that awkward moment between friends who pushed the boundaries of their relationship to appear.
“I missed the fingers, though,” I teased. That was the most epic orgasm I’d ever had. I lifted myself up and my gaze immediately flew to the strain in his pants, in my mind wondering what he’d feel like inside me.
“Want me to help you?” I asked.
“You want to give me a blow job?” he laughed.
“That too.”
His brows rose, questioning my intentions.
“Axel, I’m pregnant and horny. And looking at you, all I can think about right now is having you.”
He stood up in a flash and lifted me into his arms, not bothering to get me dressed. Axel carried me upstairs and I got excited all over again. He slowly set me on the only bed in this house, in his bedroom, and walked around to the front of the bed.
“Take your shirt off. I want you naked.” His commanding tone held promises of so much, I was squirming on the sheets as I got undressed.
“Jesus, Chloe. You’re so beautiful. I’ve wanted you since the day I met you.”
He seemed to unbutton that shirt in slow motion, and it was the best slow motion play I’d seen in my life as his perfect body was slowly revealed, one button at a time. The sculpture was amazing, and when his fingers lowered the zipper, I froze, staring in awe. Once his pants were down, I saw the head of his thick cock protrude from underneath the boxer-briefs and licked my lips, immediately crawling on all fours toward the edge of the bed.
“You got a taste, and now it’s my turn.”
I didn’t wait for him to argue but sat at the edge of the bed, parting my legs, putting myself on display, and yanking him by his ass toward me. He sucked in his breath as I removed his boxer-briefs and lowered my lips to the heated tip, decorated with a drop of pre-cum.
“Fuck!” He shifted, hardening in my mouth. His ass tightened as I took him in deeper, the heat of his skin rubbing against my gums. I stroked him with my hand, coercing his pleasure out of him one tug at a time.
“I… it’s been so long… Chloe… I can’t hold it in.”
I smiled but didn’t slow the momentum. My head was bopping up and down, his fingers urgently pressing on my scalp to take all of him in, which was no small task. He hit the back of my throat and I relaxed my neck, letting him control the speed. It took a handful of quick thrusts and he spilled in my mouth, his legs tight and shaking. When I looked up and wiped the stray drop off the corner of my mouth, I’d never seen anyone as pleased.
“You were quick. How long has it been, Axel? I thought I was the only one abstaining.”
“You were unbelievable. And I haven’t been abstaining, baby. My hand knows how to work my cock, but your mouth is definitely a winner.”
He sat down beside me before leaning back on the bed to lie down.
“Wait, you’ve only been jerking off? What about sex?”
I flopped back beside him. We were staring at the ceiling, our breaths still heavy and deep.
“What about it?”
“You haven’t had sex? How long?”
“Since I met you. Actually a bit longer than that. Why do you think I’ve been so frustrated around you? Looking at you and thinking about how warm it must feel inside of your pussy was torture.”
“But you’re a handsome man. Why haven’t you had sex?”
“Because I didn’t want to. Why is it important?
”
“Is it because of me?”
“I don’t know, Chloe. I just know that I’m not interested in anyone else. You’ve made it clear that you’re not ready, but I can wait.”
He was waiting for me. All my hormones were dancing around my body, slowly shifting on a downward path again.
“I want sex,” I blurted and looked to the side. “I want you inside me, Axel.”
He was up on his arms, hovering naked above me in seconds, kissing around my tender nipples before his mouth joined with mine. The kiss was so much more than I expected. It was everything I’d ever dreamt about, and I couldn’t believe that we were about to cross that line of friendship I haven’t been ready to… until now.
Chapter 17
“This is safe for the baby, right?” he asked as he lined himself up at my entrance. My pussy was dying to feel him, his strength, width, and stamina.
“Yes, this is very good for the baby. And the mommy.” I grasped the back of his neck and pulled him to me, kissing him, reaffirming my intentions. “And I’ve been checked after I got pregnant.”
“I got checked the day after I met you.”
I kissed him again. I never had a doubt that Axel wouldn’t touch me if there was a chance he had an STD, and I would have never touched him either if the reverse were true. The type of trust I had in him wasn’t earned easily. But he was different from anyone I’d ever met, and so worthy – I knew it the moment he pulled me off that balcony ledge.
He slid in slowly, kissing me, tenderly sucking on my lips before he looked at me from above, taking in my reaction.
“So good,” I breathed, pushing my hips further onto him, needing him to fill me to my depth. God, did he ever feel thick! My hands drew up to my breasts, squeezing them. Axel supported himself on his arms, moving in and out, enjoying the moment of our first connection.
“You’re warm and tight, baby. I love this.”
“Me too. I don’t know why I’ve denied it this long, Axel, but I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“Definitely worth the wait.”
We were both lost to the feeling of being together. I couldn’t get enough of him. With my legs falling to the sides and Axel slowly coercing my pussy to swell, I lowered my hand to my sex. As I touched myself and felt him slide in and out, he growled. I took his approval to heart and watched him watch me as I drew the wetness left on his cock and pulled it up to my clit, stroking it with my fingers, building the pressure. His eyes flicked with approval and his movements were quicker and shallower. My body began to relax and absorb each tiny circle I made with my hand. If my breasts were sensitive because of this pregnancy, then my pussy must have been sleeping for the past few months. The awakening I felt within my body was unbelievable. I rubbed faster, feeling the first jolts spread from underneath my fingers, and he thrust faster, sweat beading down his chest. It wasn’t long before I was shaking underneath him, writhing on the sheets and screaming his name while he was still inside me. Axel let out a final grunt and stilled. His eyes closed as he emptied himself, and then he withdrew and fell to the bed beside me.
I wasn’t sure how long it took us to calm down, but it must have been a while because my heated body began to feel the air cooling my skin.
“So, I read that the sex drive during the second trimester increases,” he said, breaking the silence, and I laughed.
“Really? Because I haven’t noticed how horny I get around you.” There was so much that I wanted to tell him, but I couldn’t just yet. I was riding the high of my hormones, and the goosebumps spreading over my arms were only a reminder of the number of times I’d dreamt about us together. I wanted to pinch myself that this was real. I wanted to make sure that Axel didn’t disappear behind a fog, the way he did in my dreams.
“Well, from now on, anytime you’re horny, I’m here to make the ultimate sacrifice and have sex with you.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“Thanks.”
“But seriously, Chloe. That was amazing. Fucking best sex I ever had.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
While there was nothing extravagant that we’d done, I had to agree with him. Maybe because we were friends first. Perhaps because he’d saved me from that balcony railing and had cared for me so much over the past few months, it was so easy to trust him.
“For me too.”
I twisted my head to the side to meet his gaze, the question that’s been lingering in my mind was slowly making its way to the tip of my tongue. But Axel beat me to it.
“What does this mean for us? I don’t want you to push me away.”
“I don’t know what it means, but I don’t want to push you away either. I want you in my life. Actually, I want you in our lives, if you’ll have us, of course. Because having a baby can be complicated, and I don’t expect you to—”
“There’s nothing more that I want, Chloe, no matter how complicated it gets. So, can I officially introduce you as my girlfriend?”
“Introduce me to who?”
“Well, that brings me to my next question. Christmas is next week.”
“It is, isn’t it?”
“You already said no to Thanksgiving at my parents’, but how about Christmas?”
“I don’t have any gifts.”
It was just an excuse, and we both knew it.
“My family has everything already, and we never exchange gifts. Only the kids get them, and since there aren’t any at the moment, we don’t worry about it. Not yet at least.”
“Okay, what about—”
“Are you going to make excuses? Because if you’re going to be my girlfriend, I want you to meet my family.”
“The ex-Mafia and all.”
“Yes, the ex-Mafia and all.”
I sighed. I wasn’t worried about the Wagner family’s past because I knew that Axel wouldn’t let anyone hurt me. I was more worried about how they’d perceive me and my growing belly.
“What are they going to think when they find out that I’m pregnant? I’m showing already. I mean, I could hide it, but I don’t want to.”
“I don’t want you to hide this beautiful baby either.” He glided his hand over the bump. It made me feel warm and loved. “My parents don’t judge. Actually, they do, but once they see your bubbly personality, I know they’ll love you.”
“You think so? Because if they accept me, I’d want them to accept the baby as well.”
“That shouldn’t even be on your mind. They’ll accept you and me and the baby. It’s the three of us now. Okay?”
I smiled. “Okay.”
The three of us actually sounded perfect. I looked up at the ceiling. “I think I’m going to call them.”
“Who?”
“My parents. Instead of sending a post card, I think I’ll call them for Christmas.”
“You should. It would be the best kind of gift you could give them, I’m sure of that.”
“Axel?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For the orgasm?”
“That too.” I laughed. “Thank you for all your support over the past three months.”
“You have nothing to thank me for. I’m the lucky one to have you in my life. Let’s go get cleaned up. And then we can double-check in the shower if you’ve been thoroughly satisfied.”
I had a funny feeling that as long as Axel was around, I would always be satisfied.
The shower was a good idea. I washed the sweat off my body and watched his hands wander over his muscles, my need growing each time I saw him soap up and grasp his cock. He was excited as well, and I had a feeling that we’d have a round two within minutes. I could definitely get used to having Axel around me all the time. We saw each other almost every day anyway, and now we could enjoy each other’s company that much more. I felt my heart squeeze again. For the first time since the tragedy that kicked me out of my town, I was beginning to feel complete and worthy. I was beginning
to understand my purpose and accept that I was my own leader in life, and that no matter what had happened to me, I could pull through anything.
Boy, was I ever wrong.
The first cramp in my lower stomach made me pause. Axel cocked his head to the side, and I touched my belly, gently rubbing it.
The second cramp made me yelp in pain.
“What’s wrong?” Axel held me under one of my elbows.
On the third cramp, I bent over in half, holding onto his arm.
“I’m not sure, but I think we should go to the hospital.”
“Okay, let’s get you dressed.”
As soon as he turned off the shower, I felt warmth on my inner thigh and when I looked down, blood was spilling to the shower floor. “No, no, no.”
My heart nearly stopped. I couldn’t move and froze, completely petrified. As more blood spilled, I couldn’t control my sobs, but I also couldn’t move.
Axel wrapped a towel around me and helped me to his bed while he called an ambulance. Since I didn’t want to sit, I just stood there, holding onto my stomach, staining his rug, while he ran around looking for the clothes I’d had on before and getting himself dressed as well. By the time the ambulance arrived I was dressed, even though I couldn’t remember how, waiting in Axel’s arms by the door. There was a new towel around my hips. Everything happened pretty quickly and my memory was hazy. All I could think about was the baby. My stomach was cramping every few minutes and I didn’t have to look down to know that I was bleeding even more. Given that this wasn’t my house and I hadn’t had a period, I didn’t have any pads. But even if I did, I was pretty sure that I wouldn’t be in the right mind to get some, and that they wouldn’t be enough to contain the blood flow.
Within moments of arriving at the hospital I was being examined, questioned, and I didn’t even remember any of it. Axel was swinging his arms, then putting his hands together as if he was going to pray, begging the doctor. A look of despair covered his face as his gaze kept shifting from me to my belly. The tears were draining me. No one had to tell me what was going on. The rush of nurses and doctors around me was enough for me to understand, but I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, least of all to myself. I kept repeating, “I’m pregnant” over and over again, and got a bunch of polite nods from the nurses. They must have sedated me at one point because when I woke up, the room was empty, and Axel was sitting in the chair by my bed.