Chapter 42: 42

Axel

I practically left her off balance when I leaped from the shower and kissed Linda. But then, as I cradled her, with nothing but a towel around my waist, she put a hand knowingly to her lips. And then I remembered that Macy was fast asleep.

“It’s three walls of soundproofed insulation,” I said.

“I still want to be quiet,” Linda said, playfully.

I grinned and wrapped my arms around her head as I kissed her. In turn, she put her arms around me, and the feeling of the soft linen material of her shirt as it pressed against my naked back was ecstasy. In the low light of my bedroom, I picked her up easily, and span her as we kissed, making her a little dizzy. By the time I threw her onto the bed, cushioning her fall with my arms, I knew that Linda was my plaything. Not anxious, not nervous now, just in need of the comfort I could give her. In need of the desire and delight which I gave her. And for me? Linda tended to my body, which had been broken but was making a wonderful recovery.

She pulled me over her, and I responded eagerly, drawing down so that she could feel my erection pressing hard against her panties.

“Is that for me?” she said.

“Who else would it be for?” I said, kissing her neck.

“I don’t remember doing that,” said Linda.

“Sure you do,” I said. “You started with all that sweet talk in the lobby earlier.”

“I never did,” she said, stifling a giggle. But the truth was, Linda and I flirted with each other every time Macy was out of earshot.

I lifted her up and she settled down by my knees, where she unfolded the towel and gazed happily at my erect cock, standing straight in front of her. Linda bent down and kissed it, making soft moans while I covered my mouth, and pulled her hand towards my abs.

“Like that,” I said softly, and she did as I asked, continuing at the gentle rhythm, her tongue gently stimulating the tip of my cock until I felt myself almost ready again. I’d never been so turned on by anyone before her, and I knew that tonight, as with most nights we spent sleeping in the bed, Linda wouldn’t let me go unsatisfied.

Climbing up and over me now, she kissed my mouth, while rubbing my cock between the center of her legs. At last, I felt her easing me inside of her, and I rolled over as she did, with her beneath me.

“I love you,” I said, looking into her eyes.

“I love you too,” she replied, and being able to say that to one another was the biggest turn-on of all, the magic words which left us senselessly pawing at one another in public places and giving each other the eye over the breakfast table. It was all I could do to restrain myself as I began to enter Linda, with short, gentle thrusts. My hand wound itself into her hair, and I found a steady rhythm, as my other hand clasped itself around her wrist while she wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

“I want your legs around me,” I said hungrily, as I quickened the pace of my thrusts.

“I know you do,” she said wickedly, and obliged, holding me close, reminding me that Linda had me now and would never let me go, no matter what.

“Harder,” said Linda, and I obliged her, giving her what she needed, letting her know that she could trust me to give her all the strength and power that was in my body. Letting me show to her that under her care, while she’d come to live with me these last two weeks, that I was fully recovered.

“Now,” said Linda, and I couldn’t help myself, even if I wanted to, because I was going to come for her, and I did, and when I did, the world shook and I bit down on my free hand, while my other lifted Linda into me. And together in the sweet hurt of the feelings, we rested, utterly content with one another.

***

When I woke up later, she was gone. But I knew where she’d be. Neither of us were sleeping as well as we wanted, despite our passionate trysts.

I got up too, and put on a robe over a shirt and a pair of trousers, and tucked something small I’d had hidden in my chest of drawers for a week now. I hadn’t shown it to Linda yet, despite the fact I’d been carrying it around with me all day, every day.

I walked out of my room. But I couldn’t resist going into the spare bedroom at the other end. Looking down at the little girl with the tumbling dark hair and the blue eyes. But now her eyes were closed, and she was asleep, looking soft and completely gorgeous. I smiled down at her.

I hadn’t told Macy yet. And I didn’t know when I would. I hadn’t even discussed it with Linda. But both of us knew a day was coming when it would be unavoidable. When it would be time for Macy to discover that she had a daddy. And that he hadn’t known about her, and that I was sorry. So, incredibly sorry that I hadn’t known about the beautiful child who’d been staying here in my guest bedroom.

I went out, and up on the staircase, to the top landing of the apartment. I went out of the door, and a cool blast of air rushed towards me.

And then, I saw her. Standing statuesque in the corner of the roof, looking down on the city below her. Linda looked right up here, and as I stared at the sensual curve of her back, and her brazen red hair draping down over her dressing gown, I stepped towards her.