MACY

"I'm so stuffed!" I groaned as we entered the house. It was already passed ten at night. Axel had a quick shower earlier in the evening before we could head down to a nearby Indian restaurant where I decided to order half the menu, or at least a quarter of it to be exact. Then we made our way to the garage and to my surprise it wasn't that far away from Axel's bakery.

The place they worked wasn't big but it wasn't too small. It was the perfect size for two mechanics. However, they would really need to get a bigger place to hire more people and expand the business. From what I heard tonight, Stephanie had big plans for her father's shop.

Axel closed and locked the door, switching on the light in the lounge, "Maybe if you didn't taste every single dish you bought all at one go you wouldn't feel like you are about to pop." His sardonic tone making me narrow my eyes at him. He gestured with his head for me to take a seat on the couch, "We have the house to ourselves again, want to watch a movie or something?"

Huffing in annoyance, I glared at him and gritted, "Don't patronize me, Churchill," referring to his sarcastic remark about my now slightly round tummy, "we get to watch a movie of my choice though!" Before he could argue, I was already ignoring his gesture for me to sit on the couch and made my way to my room to snuggle under the covers and watch movies or series on my laptop.

Noticing that my moron of a boyfriend wasn't following me, I glanced over my shoulder before removing my shirt seductively and tossing it onto the floor. Then I released my hair of the tight ponytail I had it in, allowing my natural waves to cascade down my shoulders and back, curtaining me. In one swift motion, I unclasped my bra and allowed the straps to slide down my arms before finally tossing the undergarment to the floor and entering my room.

I could feel his eyes on me the entire time. The intensity of his heated gaze burning my skin. Gawking, he was shamelessly gawking at my retreating figure and I loved it. I loved that I could do that to him, put him in a trance, lure him in with my body, captivate him. Something I thought was beyond my capabilities.

Shrugging my jeans off, I tossed them into the hamper, leaving me in just a lacy midnight blue thong. The dark color contrasted beautifully with my milky skin, "When you snap out of your little daze, you can bring my clothes into my room and toss them into the hamper. I'm going to have a quick shower before settling to watch a movie." I called in a sing-song voice.

I left my bedroom door wide open whilst I closed and locked my adjoining bathroom door. There was no way in hell I was allowing him to step into the shower with me. If I did, I knew for certain nine months down the line I'd be expecting a crying bundle of...annoyance!

Children and I just never get along!

Increasing the heat setting of the water, I stepped into it and allowed the scalding water to soothe all my aches, pains, and stiff muscles. I definitely lied when I said that I was going to have a quick shower because I made sure to wash my hair and shave again even though I had shaven the night before.

You never know what lies ahead tonight...

It probably took me a good hour to complete my task and when I returned to my room again I found Axel sprawled on my bed, shirtless as usual, watching what sounded like F.R.I.E.N.D.S on my laptop. The lower half of his body concealed by the covers but I was certain he wore grey sweatpants.

His beautiful hazel eyes darkened into a chocolatey color as they hungrily took in the sight of me. The slowly moved from my long, smooth, glistening legs up to my mid-thigh where the towel around me had stopped. Those captivating orbs of his lingered there for a while as I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down in anticipation. Then he continued, his eyes trailing up my body to where my towel hugged my bust, creating false cleavage as the towel held my small breasts together. Poking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, he slowly swiped it across his bottom lip.

Why did he look so dangerously appealing like that? As if he were the predator and I was his prey.

I felt as if someone had lathered glue to my feet and stuck me onto the ground. No matter how much I begged my muscles to move, to even flinch in the slightest, they wouldn't. They simply betrayed me by remaining completely still and allowing him the opportunity to ogle at my barely covered figure in front of him.

When his eyes met mine I felt my breath catch in my throat. The amount of desire clouding them was strangely attractive and yet so intriguing. I never knew it possible to want someone so badly, the way he clearly wanted me. He unexpectedly moved, both his hands flying up to his face, his palms covering his eyes, and resembling the 'see no evil' monkey emoji.

Scrunching my brows in confusion, I licked my drying lips to moisten them before talking, "Is something wrong?" My voice sounded high, too high, and squeaky. I mentally cursed myself but realized it didn't matter because Axel still had his face covered.

He shook his head vigorously, "No, no. Nothing's wrong. Next time just give me a heads up because..." Splitting two fingers a fraction apart from one another so that he could steal a peek at me before gulping and covering his eyes again, he continued, "I don't think I can handle seeing you with barely anything on.

"Moron," I whispered under my breath considering he probably ruined a good moment between us. There was an image in my mind where he would have flung my laptop to the side, pounced on the bed, and probably did as he pleased with me but all I got, in reality, was a modest, semi-respectful boyfriend.

Semi-respectful because I knew he was peaking and watching me! Which guy wouldn't in all honesty?

I made my way to my draw, dropping my towel and inevitably hearing a sound similar to a growl escape the back of his throat to which I just snickered. Throwing on one of my many sports bras and slotting myself into sweatpants, I removed the towel swaddling my hair. After towel drying it and running a brush to alleviate the knots, I pounced on the bed and got comfortable under the covers.

Axel stared at me, confusion clearly etched in his facial features. Bringing his fingers up to my left cheek, he twirled a wet strand of hair around his index finger before tucking the lock behind my ear. I could feel his body heat radiating off him in waves, welcoming me into his presence. A ghost smile played on his lips and his eyes traced and lingered on every one of facial features.

That smile soon contorted into a mischievous smirk, "So, no panties? Is this an all the time thing or just today?" He cocked a brow in question, curiosity being the only visible emotion he allowed himself to show at the moment.

"I prefer not to sleep with underwear," was my simple answer before attempting to peel my gaze away from his. Unfortunately, I whipped my head around too fast and the stiff muscle caught, sending a sharp pain down my spine and up my neck. It felt as if my brain had shifted.

Was it possible for your brain to shift?

I hissed, my hand immediately applying pressure to the pained area. Concern flashed in his eyes but disappeared quickly as he shifted the laptop before carrying me and situating me in the middle of him –his long legs on either side of me under the comforter. I yelped at the action causing a bubble of laughter to float out of him.

A sigh of contentment left my lips as his hands began to work their magic, massaging their way up my neck and down my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I relished the feeling, the warmth, the electricity, the sparks, the tingles. I immersed myself in his musky scent, in his warm minty breath, in the rough but also soft feel of his touch.

He was so close that when he spoke I could feel the vibrations of his voice and catch how deep and husky it was, "So that means that night, in the kitchen..." I knew which night he was speaking off, that night Stephanie had walked in on us.

"I just had a sports bra and sweatpants on but that didn't matter. You would have never got anywhere with me even if Stephanie didn't walk in that night," my groggy voice said.

The feeling of his lips tracing the top of my left ear caused my eyes to fly open. With his hands on my neck, I was certain he could feel the sudden change in my pulse, how it accelerated from the action, and how my breath hitched. The feeling of his warm, wet tongue swiping the rim of the ear before lightly grazing his teeth over it sent my heart into overdrive. It felt as if someone opened a tank of nitro's in my heart to give it an unnecessary extra boost. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Is that so?" He whispered lustfully into my ear, the heat of his breath causing goosebumps as it met my skin. His fingers stopped massaging my sore muscles as his hands settled on my bony shoulders. Without warning, his lips began to nip at the sensitive spot behind my ear, slowly working his way down the length of my neck. The kisses weren't too wet, they weren't even sloppy. His kisses were precise and skillful.

Clenching my jaw to stop a moan from escaping my lips, I gritted, "Yes, that is so."

He hummed in response, harshly sucking at the skin on my neck before swiping his tongue over it, "How about we just skip the movie?" His raspy voice murmured in the crook of my neck.

"Weren't you satisfied with last night?" I breathed, trying to keep myself together so I wouldn't turn around and jump his bones. Although the thought of it alone sounded appealing especially since it wasn't everyday that we had the house alone to ourselves.

He pulled away completely, picking me up and shifting me so that I was sitting on the right half of the bed while he sprawled himself on the left half. Grabbing my laptop, he began to scroll through the movies available on Netflix. His stoic expression took me off guard.

I stared at him for a good five seconds, wondering how he went from one emotion to the other so quickly. His beautiful hazel orbs never drifted away from the laptop almost as if he had forgotten my presence in the room.

Was he mad at me?

A part of me wanted to ask but another, more prominent part, didn't want to sound foolish. I always had the habit of jumping to conclusions and if I opened my mouth and accused him of getting mad at me for not wanting to have sex with him then he might get mad for real. It was a petty thing. It wasn't as if I wasn't in the mood, I just didn't want to be that couple who spent most of their time in the bedroom fucking.

Was that too much to ask for?

Sighing at the thought, I wormed my way under the comforter to make myself comfortable. Axel gingerly grabbed my arm, tugging me closer to him before extending his arm across my shoulders and leaving a lingering kiss on my temple. He then allowed me to rest my head on his shoulder as we looked through the movie options.

The feeling of his warm body pressed against mine and his long fingers running through my slightly damp hair felt therapeutic. I could feel my eyelids drooping as I tried to force them to stay open. Eventually, I gave up and surrendered to the sleep threatening to take over me.

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I awoke to the feeling of the comforter swaddling me, making it difficult to breathe. Axel wasn't beside me anymore and by the feel of the cold bed, I knew he had probably left me just after I had fallen asleep. He had that habit, never pushing the boundaries. The only time we had ever slept together in the same bed the entire night was last night.

Voices streamed from down the hall. Soft, muffled voices due to the bedroom door being closed. I retrieved my phone from the nightstand, wincing when the harsh light nearly blinded me. My eyes took a while to adjust but eventually, I managed to read the time displayed on the screen. It was a little past three in the morning so Stephanie and Stephen should have been back by now.

Sliding out of bed, I dragged my tired limbs to the door. Opening it just enough to peek my head out, I noticed a bluish light lit up the lounge area down the hall. Curiosity obviously got the better of me as I silently ventured forth to see who was still awake at this ungodly hour. I honestly felt pained at the thought of so many people who had to get up for work at this time just to be ready on time. The struggle of leaving the warmth and comfort of your bed was honestly real.

Now that was what I called heartbreaking!

The first thing I saw when I entered the sitting room was the big television with a fat, round baby displayed on it. The baby had beautiful, big hazel eyes and tufts of light brown hair. His cheeks were plump and his tiny hands were clapping in joy as giggles tumbled out of his mouth.

It was a home movie of what looked to be Stephanie's second birthday but all the attention was on the chubby baby that was Axel. I couldn't help the gushing sound that escaped me. He was just the cutest baby I had ever seen.

Axel shot up from the couch, his shirtless figure looking at me in confusion. Ignoring him, I ran toward the T.V and camped myself in front of the screen. The people on the screen were singing happy birthday really badly and Stephanie looked as if she wanted them to just shut up. I crossed my legs underneath me, placing my elbows on my knees and my face in the palms of my hands as I stared at the screen in awe. All remnants of sleep gone.

"Oh. My. God. You were such an adorable baby. So fat and round. What happened to you," I gushed further, placing my right palm onto the T.V were Axel's baby face was.

"I got rid of the baby fat, Sunshine. Which girl wants to date a guy that looks rounder than a donut," he whispered before picking me up and tossing me over his shoulder. He did that a lot too, "Now, don't block the entire screen with that big head of yours."

Stephanie snickered and that's when I acknowledged her presence in the room. My attention was solely concentrated on adorable baby Axel. I couldn't help but wonder how his children would turn out one day, how our children would turn out one day. If they had Axel's eyes I knew I would never be able to say the word no to them. Those eyes were my weakness after all.

Scowling at Axel's back, I huffed, "Look here, Megamind, not everyone has a head the size of a planet like yours."

He shifted me in his arms before sitting on the couch opposite the T.V and placing me on his lap, "Certain heads are meant to be big Sunshine." His suggestive words sent a wave of heat to tint my cheeks. A sultry, knowing smirk formed on his face as his hooded eyes held mines.

"Okay, that's it. You both need to get a room," Stephanie declared before moving further away from us. Extending her hand, she handed Axel a beer which he graciously accepted as she brought her own beer to her lips, taking a long swig.

Looking between the two, I decided to voice, "What about a beer for me?" Pursing my lips, I battered my eyelashes in a lame attempt to look cute. It had been a while since I last consumed alcohol or got drunk to the point I couldn't remember anything. The last time I got that drunk was with Emmitt and according to Axel, I made him strip off his shirt and jump into bed with me.

Stephanie cocked a brow at me, "We don't give beers to small kids mate," she then proceeded to pinch my right cheek as she giggled, "We can get you a glass of milk if you like, put you right back to sleep."

Swatting her hands away and shooting both Axel and her a look, I snorted, "This moron is only a year older than me, and yet he gets to have a beer. How's that fair?" My tone came out child-like too which Stephanie just shrugged a shoulder as if to say 'he's not whining the way you are'.

Axel took a swig of his beer before bringing it to my lips. I sent him a toothy grin to which he just chuckled, "You're so demanding sometimes," he murmured, rubbing circled with the palm of his hand on my back.

Since I was sitting on top of him, I could feel everything and he knew it. His eyes were trained on the home movie, a little two-year-old Stephanie was on-screen unwrapping her gifts. Her childish smile lit up when one of the presents revealed a miniature car. The same car she now owned, in reality, years later. Herbie.

"You treasured that replica with your life. Growing up, you never allowed me to even lay a finger on it," Axel let out a breathy laugh at the memory. His hand that was on my back slowly traveled down south, slipping his fingers under the waistband of my sweatpants before grabbing my ass.

I stared at the T.V wide-eyed. Stephanie couldn't see what he was doing since it was dark, the only light coming from the screen and I was sitting on Axel in an angle to face her. When his hands finally removed themselves and began to work their way up my back again I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

Stephanie sniffed, her voice trembled as she spoke, "I was only two but I knew that dad's shop wasn't doing good so I didn't expect anything for that birthday. Mum saved up to get me that. She would have done anything for us, just to see our smiles or hear our laugh."

Axel's hand slowly moved up my back, the feeling causing my heart to pulsate in my chest quicker than it should have. A moan threatened to roll off my tongue but I covered it up with a slight cough. My body felt all too aware, electricity following through me as every nerve buzzed at the attention of his rough hand. He slid his hand under my sports bra, pinching me lightly under my arm.

"She wouldn't have been our mother if she didn't try her best to keep us happy," he calmly replied in return to what his sister had said.

I turned my head to meet Axel's heated gaze. He held the rim of the beer bottle to his lips, shaking his head ever so slightly as he pouted his thin lips to warn me not to say anything. Grabbing the bottle from his hand, I downed half the bottle in one go before handing it back to him. He shot me a curious look while Stephanie stared at me, her jaw agape.

"Slow down there barbie. This is why we don't give small kids alcohol. They don't know their limit," she taunted, Axel and her sharing a good laugh at my expense. She quaffed down the rest of her beer before waking up from her seat, "I'm off to bed. You two better behave yourselves." She warned playfully, pulling my cheeks one last time before leaving.

Once I heard her bedroom door close, I attempted to remove myself from Axel's lap. However, he held me down, the hand that was under my bra swiftly moved to my head. His slender fingers buried themselves into my long locks, before tugging me closer to him so that his lips were just a hairs breath away from mine, "And where do you think you're going?" There was an undertone of alcohol mixed in his minty breath.

My breath hitched at the sight of his beautiful eyes dilating. Instead of shifting off him, I moved so that I was now straddling him, "Nowhere," I murmured softly, my voice coming out more seductive than I anticipated.

He smirked, "That's what I thought," with that, he captured my lips with his. They moved effortlessly, skillfully, and perfectly against mine. The taste of the beer still lingered on his pink lips, giving me the incentive to suck and nip at his swelling bottom lip.

He groaned lowly as I slipped my tongue into his mouth but he was quick to fight back, trying to dominate me. His tongue slid across mine, caressing it. I loved the feeling of his hands on my bare skin. The way they slid up my back, pressing me into him. Breaking away from his lips, I began to pepper kisses along his stubble coated jaw, down to the crook of the neck.

I could feel him hardening underneath me as he thrust his pelvis into my core. The friction causing my need for him to become overwhelming. A soft moan left the back of my throat and before I knew it, his hands where in my hair again, his mouth on mine swallowing every sound it could possibly make.

"We...we can't...we can't do this here," I breathed out in between his addictive kisses. He made it so difficult to concentrate, my brain felt fuzzy and my entire focus was on him, on what he was doing to me and my body.

Tugging me by my hair, he pulled me away from him before gripping my thighs and standing up. I wrapped my legs around him tightly as he used one hand to keep me up and the other to clear the empty beer bottles off the couch. He placed them on the coffee table before switching off the television. When he smiled at me I felt my heart melt. It felt like a zoo of wild predatory animals were released in my stomach.

"Too the bedroom," he announced, shooting his arm up in the air, his index finger up and pointed. Holding onto me tightly, he began running down the hall, sliding on the hardwood floor now and then. I couldn't help but giggle at his enthusiasm. When we reached the end of the hall he asked, "Your room or mine?"

"Any room will do, Axel."

"Pick one. I think we should use your room because we used mine last night. It's time we take your bed for a test drive," winking at me, he turned the knob to my room, entering and locking it behind us, "You're going to have to be very quiet or I'll have to gag your mouth."

I stared at him incredulously, "What? First handcuffs, now a gag. Who knew you could be such a freak?"

He cocked a brow at me, "Would you like to use the handcuffs. I mean, I bought them because I thought it would be funny to watch your facial expression but..."

I pressed my lips to him to stop his blabbering, pulling away slightly I whispered, "Maybe next time," swiping my tongue across my bottom lip, I furthered, "Right now, all I want is you."

He snickered at that, "Eager are we?"

"Axel." I groaned, "Do you...you know..."

"I'm not psychic, Sunshine," he smiled playfully as he pecked my lips. Walking us over to the bed, he laid me down gently before plunging his hand into the pocket of his sweatpants, "But if you're asking if I have a condom then yes I do." Pulling his hand out of his pocket, out came a small square foil package. He sighed as he looked at it, "Although, I wish I didn't have to use it."

I brought him closer to me by tugging at the waistband of his sweats, "Can you stop complaining, and just fuck me already, for Christ's sake."

His eyes darkened as I removed my sports bra and moved up the bed to make myself comfortable. He hungrily took my body in, stopping at my small breasts. My pink nipples were standing on end and I watched as his tongue swiped across his lips as he stared at them. Shrugging off his pants, he pounced on top of me. His hands supported his weight so that he wouldn't crush me.

Avoiding my face altogether, he twirled his tongue around my left nipple, flicking and sucking. My hand flew to my mouth as I bit the inside of my palm to stop the moan that threatened to escape. He paid extra attention to both my taut nipples. When his tongue was on one his fingers were working the other, pinching and playing with the sensitive bud.

His mouth worked its way down my stomach as his hands slid down my slender figure, picking my hips up as he unhurriedly took off my sweatpants. I thrashed, trying to quicken his movement but he just sent me a piercing glare which only made me halt my movements. Once my sweats were removed, he perched himself upon his knees –still on the bed –as he picked up both my legs and placed them on his shoulders. Half my body laid in mid-air.

My throbbing core was in line with his mouth and when he spoke his warm breath felt cold against my wetness causing me to buck my hips, "You know why I love this particular position? Because I can see exactly how much you want me to fuck you." A moan slipped out and my hand did nothing to muffle it. He growled at that, the sound rumbling in his chest, "Not a sound baby, I mean it."

I didn't have a chance to respond, his mouth was already working my clit, flicking, sucking, and occasionally biting my most sensitive area. He held my thighs open firmly so I couldn't close them as I wreathed under him. Grabbing the edge of the comforter, I tugged at it with all the strength I had so that I could suppress a scream.

Just as I was on the edge of an orgasm, he pulled away with a cheeky grin. My wetness coated his face and glistened against his skin. Our breathing was deep and rapid, my heart on the verge of jumping out of my chest. I yelped when he tossed my legs off him and turned me around.

He grabbed my hips and picked them up, "Arch your back," he encouraged, getting me into the position he wanted me as I stuffed my face into the pillow.

The feeling of his tongue being shoved into me had me screaming into the pillow. Warmth and electricity flowed through me as a familiar knot formed in my stomach. He lapped his tongue from my clit to my core and then surprised me when he trailed on further by swiping over my ass.

I jolted, picking my head up in the process, "Axel?" I whisper yelled, "what the fuck?"

He chuckled, holding my gaze as he repeated the action. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I moaned at the pleasure and he smirked, "You like it and yet you still complain."

I couldn't help the blush that tinted my cheeks. He grabbed the condom from the sheets and removed his boxer briefs. I watched as his hard length sprang out on full display. He was so big, long, and thick. The head of his hard length a delectable pink that had me salivating.

"Don't look at my cock like that," he growled lowly in a raspy voice. That voice that dropped an octave and did sinful things to my body.

"Like what?" I asked, lustfully biting down on my bottom lip.

He tore the condom wrapper with his teeth, rolling the rubber onto him skillfully before fisting my hair with one hand. My ass pressed again his throbbing cock as he began thrusting his length between my butt cheeks in an effort to relieve some pressure off him. Tugging me up by my hair, I arched my back so give him more access to my ass.

"Like you want me to fuck your mouth all over again," was all he said before shoving my head back down into the pillow and entering my heated core.

He felt different from the rubber protection. Still pleasurable but different. When he began thrusting into me, the feeling only increased and my body began to buzz with delight. He was rough and fast, his movements precise as he hit that delicious spot each time he rocked his hips. My screams and moans were muffled by the pillow which I was thankful for. His fingers dug into my hips, keeping me up on my knees so that I could take him in without falling flat onto the mattress. My legs and thighs quivered at earth-shattering sensations that vibrated within me.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he cursed as he pulled out of me slowly before slamming right back in. I could feel him deep inside me and it felt amazing. It felt like he completed me.

Fisting my hair again, he brought me up, increasing his momentum. Sweat coated our bodies, dripping of us. He brought his mouth to my ear, the feeling of his soft lips making crave to taste them, "Come with me," he cooed as his other hand began working on my pulsating clit. Letting go of my hair, he used that hand to clasp my mouth and muffle my moans. He thrust his hips violently, rubbing my clit tirelessly, those sensations combined bringing me to the brink of an explosive orgasm.

My vision blurred as a wave of ultimate pleasure drowned me. My hand flew behind me, finding his hair and tugging at the roots as multiple orgasms raked my body. With one last thrust into me, he released himself into the condom, breathing heavily into my neck. We remained like that for a while regaining our breathing before be pulled out.

Getting off the bed, he removed the condom and tied the end, "I'm going to take a shower," he smirked as he uttered his next words, "Want to join?"

I have no idea why this chapter is so long...song on top is Into You by Ariana Grande...

Also if you're into fantasy novels, check out the new fantasy novel I'm working on. It's called Zion and its up on my profile.