Delicate Scars

by Alta Hensley

  “I’m not done with you yet,” Axel promised, his voice dark, as he began to sink into me. But before pressing inside me fully, he paused, his breath coming out coarsely. “Tell me you love me, Quinn. That you’ve never stopped.”

  I moaned, grinding my body against his, my face flushed with hunger. “I—I love you, Axel,” I cried when he inched farther inside me.

  He pressed his hand between us, finding my clit and working it as he delivered small, shallow thrusts. “Tell me you want me,” he demanded.

  “I want you!”

  At my admission, Axel slid all the way in. Grasping my ass, he lifted me and began to thrust. His fingers dug into my hips as he held onto me, alternating the thrusts between long and deep, and shallow and quick, angling my body along his for our mutual pleasure.

  I wrapped my legs around Axel’s waist, digging my heels into his back. “Faster,” I panted as his fingers scored deep into the globes of my bottom, his head thrown back, eyes shut.

  Soon our mutual groans echoed in the room, bouncing off the walls as his strokes became softer, easier, eventually subsiding.

  Sweat poured off our bodies. I opened my eyes and released a sigh, the afterglow of perfect lovemaking seeming to wash away any hurt of the past.

  I felt Axel’s hand feather across my breasts, and I smiled. “That was really nice,” I said, hissing slightly when Axel’s thumb ran over my overly sensitive nipple.

  Axel laughed, a thoroughly perfect sound.

  “I have something to ask you,” he said, as he grabbed a piece of my hair and played with it between his fingers. “Did you really mean it when you said you were planning on staying in LA?”

  “Yes. I can’t imagine my life without you. I decided—”

  My words were cut off when Axel surprised me by covering my mouth with his. I succumbed instantly to the touch. Slowly, he drew away from me.

  He placed his hands on either side of my face. “I can’t imagine my life without you, either.”

  Quinn

  The apartment was shrouded in darkness when I finally awoke from the best sleep I had had in days. Eyes still adjusting to the lack of light, I peered at the digital alarm clock on Axel’s nightstand and was surprised to discover that it was almost three o’clock in the morning. The events of the past days had thoroughly worn me out. Sighing in contentment, I stretched my arms out above my head, still relishing the afterglow of the most amazing sex. The tension that had weighed me down had all but disappeared, replaced by a sense of serenity.

  Moving to get up from the bed, I realized Axel was nowhere to be found. I quickly padded out of the room toward the kitchen. Passing by the bathroom, the sound of running water grabbed my attention. Pushing open the door, I smiled at the sight of a very naked, and extremely handsome man drawing a bath.

  “Axel?” I asked curiously, stepping further into the room. His head whipped around at the sound of my voice, and my heart melted when Axel smiled at me sensually.

  “You’re not supposed to be awake yet,” he admonished me playfully, moving away from the claw-foot bathtub as he came to stand in front of me. “I wanted to let you get a bit more sleep before I woke you up for your surprise.”

  “My surprise?” I asked in confusion, looking past him at the rose petals floating atop the water’s surface. He had lined up bath oils and salts along the bathroom sink. He had a terrycloth robe folded neatly on top of the vanity and a glass of red wine sitting beside it. I glanced up at him in confusion. “What is all this?”

  “We’re celebrating a very special day today,” he said, as he reached out to tuck a wayward strand of hair behind my ear.

  “Axel…” I sighed. I didn’t deserve all this. Not after the way I had treated him. I should be doing all the romantic gestures. “What day are we celebrating?”

  “The day you moved into my home,” Axel whispered, cupping my face in his hands as he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. When we parted, his hands traveled down my sides until both palms rested against my nude bottom.

  “What?” I squeaked, my voice catching in my throat as I pressed my naked body against his. “Did you just say—”

  “Shhh,” Axel silenced me, smiling as he kissed me gently again. “Just relax and enjoy your bath while the water’s still hot. We’ll talk later, okay?”

  “Okay,” I agreed, offering him a reassuring smile as he moved past me and turned to leave the room.

  “Enjoy the bath,” he said with a smile, stepping out into the dimly lit hallway and closing the door behind him.

  Sighing in contentment, I carefully lowered myself into the tub. I hissed as the hot water enveloped my skin. Closing my eyes, I tried not to overthink the comment Axel had just made. It was almost cruel that I had to wait and see what he meant by that. Did he really want me to move in?

  I stepped out of the bathroom twenty minutes later, dressed in Axel’s soft robe. My stomach growled as I entered the kitchen and my nose was immediately assaulted by the sight of freshly sliced strawberries and the delicious aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

  “You look beautiful,” Axel commented, pulling out a chair and helping me take a seat in front of the lavishly decorated table. I giggled at how easily he could just walk around naked. He still hadn’t put a stitch of clothing on.

  “I can’t believe you’re doing all this. It’s too much.”

  “I told you that we’re celebrating a special day,” he insisted, leaning over the back of my chair to whisper in my ear. “This is the day you agree to move in with me.” His warm breath tickled my skin, causing a shiver to course through my body. I turned my head to face him, searching his eyes for clarity.

  “I’d love to,” I whispered, reaching out to stroke Axel’s cheek.

  “I don’t want to spend another night apart,” he said in a low voice, pressing his face into the palm of my hand as we gazed at each other with love in our eyes.

  We stayed like that for a while, both of us absorbing what we had just agreed to while trying to get a handle on our emotions. I brought Axel’s hand up to my lips, placing a gentle kiss as I offered him a warm smile.

  “I thought I lost you,” I said softly, fighting back the tears. “This is like a dream. I have you back.”

  “My heart has always been with you. But, Quinn,” Axel said, grabbing my chin in his hand and forcing me to meet his gaze. “No more secrets. You can tell me anything. You don’t hold back anything anymore.”

  “I promise,” I agreed, nodding my head with conviction. Leaning forward, he placed a gentle kiss against my lips. “I love you,” I declared, wrapping my arms around Axel’s waist.

  “And I’ll always love you,” Axel promised me sincerely, burying his face into my hair as I laid my head down against his chest. “And I swear to you that things are going to be different from now on. You and I together, forever.”

  “I like the sound of that,” I whispered, snuggling closer in Axel’s hold.

  He lifted me out of the chair and pulled me closer into his embrace. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him as tightly as I would forever hold onto our love: a love that was anything but delicate and scarred.

  I suddenly needed Axel like I’d never needed him before. It didn’t help that he stood naked tempting me with his every move. I wanted intimacy, connection, and love. I wanted to please him once again completely.

  Without saying a single word, I kissed my way down his toned chest until I reached his large, erect cock. I stopped to stare at his manhood, never before finding a man as enticing. I pressed my lips to the tip of his cock, and gradually worked my tongue to the base. I picked up the pace, moving up and down while squeezing tight with my hand. I moaned as I scraped my teeth along the sides of his tightening cock. I moved my hand to his balls and began to sensually massage. He pumped his cock deeper and began to fuck my mouth with fury, removing all traces of sensuality. He grabbed me by the hair and raised my head up and down, driving towards orgasm. Suddenly he sto
pped and tried to pull away.

  I shook my head and murmured, “No, I want to taste you,” and continued to suck up and down his entire shaft.

  He moaned loudly. “Oh god, Quinn, I’m going to come!”

  I tightened my lips and moved my tongue with a quickened speed, driving him to climax with every flick of my tongue. I wanted him. I wanted his release. I could hear his breathing catch and felt his balls tighten beneath my massaging fingers. He drove his cock as deep as my mouth could take and released his hot seed in the back of my throat as he cried out my name.

  He lifted me abruptly and turned me on to my stomach on the kitchen floor. He lowered his hard body on top of mine and began to kiss and nibble the back of my neck.

  “You’re amazing.” He lowered his hand to the crease of my bottom and seductively stroked. “I want you here.” Axel stood, pulled me up and then lifted me in his arms.

  “What about breakfast?”

  “It can wait; I can’t,” he said, not even pausing as he carried me back to the bedroom, setting me gently on the bed and then went into the bathroom, returning with a bottle of lubricant and a phallus made of glass.

  My heart fluttered and my sex clenched. I felt nervous but highly aroused. I had been waiting for this day, and now seemed so right. I wanted to please him in every single way possible. Axel applied some lubricant to my anus and pressed his finger past the entrance to lubricate further. He pumped his finger in and out and then added a second finger. I struggled for breath as he spread his fingers apart so he could stretch me further.

  I panted and moaned with every movement. I pressed my ass to his fingers, desperate for more. Being on the edge of climax drove me crazy with lust. Axel removed his fingers, leaving me with an empty void. I could hear him placing lubrication on his cock and my mouth watered at the thought of him taking me in the most intimate of places.

  “I want you where no one else has been. I want you completely,” Axel gruffly said as he pressed his cock against my waiting entrance.

  Very slowly, Axel moved his cock past my now slick and ready opening. Kissing my neck softly, he whispered his love to me as he pressed deeper. I had never felt something so intimate, so erotic, and so passionate. He continued on, spreading my tender hole. I whimpered as I felt the pain of his possession and instantly panicked. I suddenly wasn’t sure if I was ready.

  Axel paused so I could get accustomed to the feel. “Just relax, Quinn. You’re doing so well. I promise that you’re ready. I made sure you would be able to take me. You feel so tight, so hot. Press into me,” he coaxed.

  I pressed back as he directed and allowed his hardness to push in further. The intensity overwhelmed me, and Axel only added to it when he reached around and found my clit with his fingers. He rolled his finger around my swollen desire as he drove even deeper. I moaned in pleasure, as well as pain, and suddenly allowed the climax to take over. I bucked against him, driving him all the way into the depths of my body. I screamed as orgasmic pulses rushed through my forbidden channel.

  Axel continued to pump in and out. Suddenly I felt something else. I shuddered as the cold glass dildo slid into my pussy. The toy quickly warmed within the heat of my body. It was an incredible feeling as he thrust it in and out of my vagina as he continued to fuck my ass. Every thrust drove me higher. I felt so full, so possessed. I cried out his name as his cock and the toy moved in and out at a relentless pace. Wave after wave of incredible bliss rolled over me like a tsunami.

  “Axel!” I moaned.

  “Take all of me. You’re mine, Quinn. Mine,” Axel growled.

  Axel continued to press on harder and harder as I pleaded for more. All gentleness and slow easing was replaced with fever and crazed desire. He grabbed both sides of my ass and drove deeper. I loved the submissive feel. I loved being overcome in such a primal way. Axel sunk his hardness deeper than I thought possible and came as his body shook in completion. He moved his cock in and out a few more times in slow, sensual strokes. He then pulled out and rolled onto his back to catch his breath.

  I remained on my stomach, unable to move, gasping for air. Axel rubbed his hand up and down my back while I recovered from the most amazing sexual event of my life. Never could I have imagined something so powerful, so erotic. This was like no other sex. I felt closer to Axel than I ever had before. I was his, and I wanted nothing more.

  Finally, he broke the blissful silence first. “Are you all right? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “Oh, I’m better than all right. I never knew it would be like that.”

  “Are you sure? I was harder than I wanted to be. I lost control,” Axel said with worry in his voice.

  I simply smiled.

  He brushed some of the loose hair away from my face. “You’re everything.” He paused, and then kissed me on the forehead. “You are mine.”

  I silently nodded in response.

  17

  Goodbye To The Dark

  Quinn

  I woke up to the sound of Axel in the shower. I looked at the disheveled bed and smiled with the memory of the night before. It seemed like every time Axel and I had sex, it was better than the last. I would think I had the best sex of my life, only to feel that way the next time. “Absolutely amazing” would be an understatement. He was so attentive, so loving, and he demanded in bed in a way that only Axel could do. God, I loved this man.

  The water stopped, and shortly after the bathroom door opened. Axel had a towel wrapped around his waist. His muscular chest looked mouthwatering with the drops of water dripping down to his perfect abs. He looked happy with a huge Cheshire grin. He leaned against the doorframe and just gazed at me.

  “You’re gorgeous. You make me so happy, seeing you lying in my bed.” He made his way to the edge of the bed and bent down to place a kiss on my forehead. “Get up and get showered. I have a surprise today.”

  “A surprise, what?”

  “Get up and get ready and you’ll see,” he answered. He softly ran his fingers through my hair before simply stating, “I love you.”

  I tried to get ready as quickly as I could. I absolutely loved surprises. Obviously, he had something in mind to do today. The weather was lovely outside, so I was able to put on a nice summer dress. Axel loved when I wore dresses, stating it was because he had easier access. I smiled to myself, remembering how I had been nervous that I didn’t look “cool” or “hip” enough for him. I loved how Axel loved me for me. I gazed at my reflection in the mirror and felt pretty. Axel had a way of making me feel beautiful. Ever since being with him, my self-esteem had grown by leaps and bounds. He did wonders for my ego. He allowed me to feel confident about my womanly curves, comfortable with my natural beauty. Every part of my body now seemed sensual and desirable. I was a confident and elegant woman.

  I walked into the kitchen to find Axel finishing up the last details of the breakfast we had left unfinished only hours before. He had made a fruit salad and strawberry scones. He had already set the table complete with red roses in a vase in the center. The sliding glass door was open, letting in the warm, fresh air, and I could hear the birds chirping outside. Everything seemed so romantic, so special, like a love story.

  “My, my, I never knew you could be so romantic. A girl could get used to this type of treatment,” I lovingly teased as I walked over to kiss him on the cheek.

  “You deserve nothing but the best.” He took a step back so he could take a full look at me. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. Look at you! I’ve never been so blown away by someone as I am with you.”

  I blushed and made my way to the table. Axel followed with the rest of breakfast and sat across from me. He raised a champagne glass filled with mimosa and silently toasted.

  I took a bite of the scone. “Mmmm, this is good! You’re quite the baker.”

  Axel laughed before he admitted, “It’s from a box.”

  “Well, I like it anyway. Thank you for going through so much eff
ort. I love you for it.”

  “I love you, too, Quinn Sullivan.” He said my name with a huge smile on his face. He had such a boyish charm when he wanted to.

  We sat and ate in silence for a while, just enjoying being in each other’s presence and taking in the wonderful morning. The breakfast, the morning, and the man were perfect.

  Axel finally stood up and lifted me out of my chair and hugged me tight to his chest. “I’m so lucky to have you.” He lifted my chin so I looked into his eyes. “Get your shoes on, sweetheart. I have something to show you. Your surprise.”

  The whole way in the car I kept pestering Axel to tell me where we were going. He would simply smile and lightly pat my knee, not giving in to the onslaught of questions. We drove for quite some time along a beautiful curving road. The trees leaned over them from all sides. They created a tunnel, with the clear blue sky peeking between the leaves. I stared into the dense forest, taking the time to reflect. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of love and passion, but also scarred with intense darkness.

  Lost in such deep thought, it took me a moment to realize Axel had pulled over onto the side of the road. I turned to him, about to ask why he stopped, when I saw that he was staring straight ahead. His jovial mood was replaced with seriousness. I followed his gaze to a two-story wooden cabin overlooking a cliff.

  I stared out into the canyon below and took in the beauty. The view from where the cabin stood was magnificent. There was something magical about the setting behind the house. The trees looked so full of life. The small creek far below glistened, and the expanse of open air seemed all-powerful.

  “Who lives here? Who are we visiting?” I asked in confusion.

  “I’m not telling you yet. It’s a surprise,” Axel teased as he got out of the car and walked around to open my door.