Chapter 54
"Good morning, baby." a deep, raspy voice wakes me up, and I groan before opening my eyes.
Axel is standing at the edge of the bed, wearing only his tight, black boxer briefs, and in his hands there is a plate, full of food. I gasp, and sit up immediately so that he could put the plate on my thighs.
"You made this?" I ask, a happy smile on my face.
"Yep. I've never really made pancakes before so don't expect too much." he tells me and sets the plate down, before climbing on, and sitting next to me, his legs tucked underneath him. On the plate there are two hot cups of coffee, one black and one with milk for me. It warms up my heart to see that he remembered how I drink coffee with milk. On the plate, there are dozen pancakes, and next to them, Nutella. I grin and turn to Axel, pressing my lips to his cheek. "Thank you." I whisper and he blushes.
He actually and literally blushes, The Axel Jarvis.
I giggle and dig in the food, Axel joining me. Thank God he does, because there is no way I would be able to eat all of that. In the end, I eat four pancakes and Axel eight, because he eats like an elephant. I tease him about it, but he shrugs and says that he's still growing and needs food.
"Do I deserve a kiss?" he asks after we're done with food and leans over to me, closing his eyes and plucking his lips.
I haven't brushed my teeth yet, but eating has made my morning breath go away a bit, so I put the plate off of my things and lean to him, placing my lips on his. Humming, he puts his big hands on my waist and lifts me up in his lap, pulling me closer to him. He tightly squeezes my bum, making me gasp and using that to slide his tongue in my mouth, deepening the kiss.
My body ignites, his hands and lips igniting every fiber of my body and setting me on fire.
I need him.
I wrap my arms around his neck, burying them in his curls and tugging on them as hard as I can. He groans into my mouth and lifts his hips up to meet mine, creating the delicious tingles and desire in the bottom on my stomach, right there. I moan and roll my hips on his, his arousal now becoming evident as his hard budge presses into my core. He groans and my lips leave his mouth, and press on his neck, nibbing and sucking at the soft tattoo-less skin below his ear. He moans and it makes me feel incredibly powerful, having a man like him under my control. I move further down his neck as his hips lift up to mine again, craving more power.
Without realizing what I'm actually doing, pure instinct, desire and want make me put my hand lower on his body, sliding down his muscled stomach, until I reach the spot, where he needs me the most.
His eyes shot open. "What are you-"
I squeeze his member through his boxers and he groans, squeezing his eyes and throwing himself on the bed.
"I want to try something." I tell him.
A few years ago, I walked in on my older cousin watching a bad video, a woman had her mouth wrapped around a male's member. I thought it was weird and that nobody actually did that, but then when Axel actually used his mouth on me the last time, it made me think differently.
"I'm gonna need you to guide me a bit okay?" I ask him and give him puppy eyes.
He groans. "Don't look at me like that, Soph, or I'll fuck you senseless and I won't even have control over it."
I gulp and blush, not really knowing if I'd mind that.
"What are you even trying to do?" he asks and I blush even more.
"You know, like you did the last time..." I try to explain and he looks dumbfounded a couple of seconds, before he realizes what I'm saying.
"You wanna blow me?" he asks and I nod slightly under his stare. He lets out a breath. "Oh fuck yes." he says, lowly, looking at me with desire evident in his eyes.
I giggle, my hand still wrapped around him, still squeezing softly, like my hand can't stop.
He tucks my hair behind my ear. "Are you sure though? I mean, it probably won't taste very fucking good." he explains and chuckles.
"I want to try." I tell him again and he grins and leans down to press another quick kiss on my lips. I slowly trace the outline of a member of the man I'm crazy about, touching and examining it through his boxers. It's really hard and big, completely stretching out the material, so much that it looks painful.
I squeeze it once again and Axel whimpers above me. "Don't tease me."
He's looking down on me, and with one tug, I free his member, eager to see how it looks again. It flattens out against his stomach, seemingly even bigger than it was before.
I gulp nervously. How the hell am I going to fit that into my mouth?!
"Just relax and go with whatever you feel like doing, just don't use teeth." he tells me and I nod, moving my hand to touch the soft skin, before wrapping it around it like before.
I begin to stroke him slowly and watch Axel squeeze his eyes shut and groan below me.
The power that I enjoy so much has returned, making me braver again, and I lean closer, slowly wrapping my lips around the small head on top. He gasps and lets out a low moan, so I assume that I'm doing the right thing.
It tastes a bit salty, it definitely doesn't taste good, but it's better than I thought.
It tastes like him. And because of that, I love it. I push my head lower, taking more of him in. On the rest of him, I use my hand, moving it up and down, tight around him.
"Suck, baby, use your pretty mouth and suck." he orders and I do as he says, sucking with all my power and he growls, completely animalistic at the moment. I let the passion and lust engulf me as I work on his pulsing member. I can faintly taste liquid coming from it, but I decide to ignore it and continue pleasing Axel. His body starts to softly shake beneath me, getting lost in the feeling and he watches me, pleasure etched on his expression.
I work my fingers around him and manage to push myself even lower on him, wanting to please him as much as possible.
Somehow, I go so low that I fit more than half of him in my mouth and I can feel him at the back of my throat. He tenses at the contact and his body goes rigid, toes curling, muscles tensing and a loud growl from his mouth, almost a scream, but mostly the liquid that shoots down my throat, tell me that he's come undone.
Not knowing what else to do, I swallow it down, while Axel is breathing heavily, still coming down from his ecstasy. I pull his boxers back on and cover him, and then I raise myself up to him and lay down next to him, watching his body.
"That was-" he begins, still catching his breath. "Wow. Are you sure you've never done this before?" he asks and a small frown appears on his face.
"I'm pretty sure, Axel. I think I would remember something like that." I tell him and watch his frown slowly disappear. "Okay. It's just that that was really good and I... I don't really like the idea of you with another guy." he tells me, a distant, disgusted look in his eyes.
I place my hand on his chest, right below the swallows. "Only you, Axel." I tell him, looking in his eyes.
He watches my eyes for a while, before flipping us over and hovering over me.
"Say that again." he says, lowly.
"Only you." I repeat and watch a smirk form on his face.
"Again."
"Only you." I giggle and he leans down and pecks my forehead, my nose and my lips.
I grab his head and force his lips on mine for a while longer, before he pulls away and sighs.
"I have to do some things today." he tells me. "In town."
Disappointment washes over me for a moment, before I push it away.
Don't suffocate him. You can't expect him to be with you all the time.
I nod. "Okay."
He climbs off of me, and begins to dress himself. "It's okay right?"
"Yeah, of course. I'll just do my schoolwork." I tell him and he nods, buttoning up his pants and reaching for his shirt.
"Will you go anywhere?" he asks and I shake my head.
"I'm not planning on it, no." I tell him and he smiles, coming over to peck my lips again.
"Good. Goodbye, baby." he says, and with that, he leaves.
I busy myself after I make myself coffee and Pile all the work I have to do on the desk, After a while I check the time and huff when I see that it's already 4 p.m.
I didn't realize that he'd be gone the entire day. Closing my notebook and throwing the pen on the table, I stand up and go search for my phone. I almost start writing him a text message, when I stop myself. No. He isn't missing me, I can't let him know that I'm missing him. So, instead, I find my godmother's phone number.
It's been a while since we've talked and I'm starting to miss her. Also, I have to talk about moving to her if I could. I call her, and wait for her to pick up. Her cheerful voice fills my ears a few ring later. "Sophie! Oh, how I've missed you! How are you sweetie?"
"Hi, Sonia." I smile, genuinely happy to be talking to her. "I'm sorry that I haven't called earlier, things have just been... Crazy a bit." I tell her, biting my bottom lip.
I have always trusted her with anything, and I know she won't judge me when I tell her my story. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" she asks, her voice worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that I found someone here and, um," I chuckle "a lot of things have happened, he's really been messing with my heart."
"Oh my God! I've been waiting forever for the day you'd fall in love! How is he? Does he treat you good?" she sounds so happy for me, I can't help but laugh.
"He's great." I tell her, honest. True, he has his moments, but I understand him and I know that he really loves me. "But the thing is, dad hates him."
"Oh, Daniel always fucks it up. What did he do this time?"
Oh, Aunt Sophie and her foul mouth. Her and Axel would go along just fine.
"He, um, found me in bed with Axel and he kind of kicked me out." I tell her, anxious of her answer.
"I didn't know you had it in you, to be honest." she says after a few moments. "You might be more like me than I thought."
"Maybe." I reply, a smile on my face still.
"So, you're serious with this guy?"
"I don't know. I mean, I'm staying at his place right now, but we're not officially together and we've only known each other for a month." I explain.
"But do you love him?" she asks, and I've been waiting for that question.
She's an unstoppable romantic, putting love before everything else. It's why she's still single.
"Yeah. I do." I admit.
"I can't believe your dad kicked you out." she says a moment later.
"It was a big shock to me too. It's sort of the reason why I called." I take a deep breath, preparing myself for the big request I'm about to make. "Do you think I could stay with you? At least until I get my life back in track? If you still have space and all, I will understand if-"
"Of course you can! Yes! I'd love that!" she shouts, literally shouts, and I start laughing. "We're gonna have taco Tuesdays, and we can go out on Fridays together and watch those romantic bullshit movies and I could meet this Axel of yours and you could cook because you can actually cook and oh my fuck, I can't wait! When are you coming?"
She sounds so excited, it makes me so happy to have her in my life.
"I don't know, maybe next week? I still haven't told him and my parents, I'm kind of afraid of their reactions."
"Oh, he's like that? Possessive?" she asks, her voice a bit lower.
I whistle. "You can't even imagine."
And she squeals, and I think I hear her jumping. "Oh my, that's so fucking hot."
I laugh again. "I gotta go, Sonia. I'll keep you updated, okay?"
"You better. Love you, sweetie."
"Love you, too." I hang up the phone with that and sit down on the couch.
This is the right thing to do. It has to be.
It doesn't mean that me and Axel have to break up because of this, it's only a three-hour ride, and we could easily spend weekends together. He's gonna be mad, though. I'm so scared of his reaction, but I have to do this. I can't just stay with him, I'm only 16 years old.
Well, I'm turning 17 in two days, but anyway, I can't live with a guy I've just met at 17 years old. It's not how things work in real life.
Also, it's a great test to see if what we have would actually work out. If we stay together through this, we can stay together through anything. If we don't...
I don't want to think about that, so I get my bum up and go to my room to get changed into clothes that are nicer. Considering I've done all my schoolwork for the next two weeks, I have nothing more to do and I don't want to be bored out of my mind because that would get me overthinking things. Overthinking is never good.
Instead, I decide to call Amber and Liam and ask them if they want to go to the mall with me to get some food. They happily agree and tell me that they'll be here in ten minutes, so I hurry up, putting on my favorite jeans and a white shirt.
Also, I put on mascara and lip gloss, just so I don't look like a monster. A honk sounds from outside, and I go out to get in the car with them, taking my purse with me.
"Hi! How are you guys?" I say happily.
"We're... Good." Amber says with a smirk and Liam blushes.
I don't even want to know, so I don't ask any further.
"I'm really sorry about what Axel did yesterday." I begin to apologize. "No matter what, he shouldn't have done that. He's been going through a lot lately, and last night just blew him off. Is your uncle okay?" I ask Amber.
"He'll be fine. It's more of his ego that's wounded." she says and sighs. "I knew it was going to go like that anyway, I shouldn't have even tried. I just thought that if you were there, uncle would be a bit less of a dick and Axel wouldn't react the way he usually does, but it was all just a false hope."
"Wait, this has happened before?" I ask, alarmed.
"Every time they were in the same room." she tells me, nodding her head. "But they don't always punch each other, more like fighting like mad dogs, until one storms off or someone else pulls one away."
Wow. I didn't realize it was so bad, that they would fight each time they would be together.
Honestly, his uncle must really be an arse.
"That's horrible." I say and Liam nods, pulling into the parking lot of the mall.
"Here we are." he grins, and we all exit the car, walking towards the entry. They are all touchy, holding hands and occasionally kissing each other's cheeks, and it only makes me miss Axel a hundred times more.
We end up shopping for almost 2 hours because Amber has decided that she wanted new ripped jeans and no jeans were good enough, and then when she finally found the right pair, she said that it was absolutely necessary to get a new pair of heels with it. By the time she finds the right shoes me and Liam are starving, so we go to the first diner we see.
However, my thoughts of a nice, big, fat, cheesy pizza are interrupted by a disturbing sight in front of me. In the booth next to the one the waiter leads us to, sits a certain someone I've grown to love.
Only he's not the way I'd like him to be.
His eyes are wide, like a deer caught in highlights, and on his thigh there's a woman's hand.
I trace up the hand with horror, to see who it belongs to.
Gina.
Of course.
She has a wicked smile on her lips and she squeezes his thigh and leans into him to see if she can get a reaction from me. "Oh, there's no need for another booth to be occupied. There are our friends, we can happily all squeeze together by this table." she sends a wicked smile towards the waiter who nods with a smile, relieved to have more space, and hurries off.
I don't even see Theo and Jax opposite of them in my shock.
I turn towards Amber with wide eyes. "Let's go."
Her expression looks enraged as she looks at me and she shakes his head. "No fucking way we're letting this continue. Sit down. Now. Next to Theo. Let's see if your pretty little dick of a boyfriend has anything to say."
I open my mouth to protest, but she turns me around and physically forces me to sit down next to Theo. Thankfully, the booth is very big, bigger than usually, so Liam and Amber squeeze in too.
I am pressed against Theo and I feel my cheeks burn, wanting the ground to swallow me up.
Now.