Chapter 33
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T he rest of break goes by too fast to notice and suddenly I’m standing in the Cliffords’ driveway with Layla, Gwen, and Uncle Jack. Bentley and Axel load our stuff into Axel and Gwen’s trunks. Snow falls around us and I tug Axel’s beanie a little further down around my ears, letting my curls get crushed underneath.
“You guys don’t have to drive back on your own. There’s plenty of room in Axel’s,” I say to Layla for the fiftieth time.
She rolls her eyes at me, and Gwen shakes her head. “No way I’m being crammed in the backseat with any combination of the three of you.” Lay points at me and then the guys. “Being in the same house with you three has been enough the last few days. I need the three-hour break.” I laugh, looking over at Bentley who stands against the back of the car. One of his hands rests on the top of the open trunk while Axel bends over, the upper half of his body lost in the car as he rearranges things and Bentley clearly ogles his ass. He glances over at me, catching me catching him, and winks with a smile.
We’ve all been sneaking into Axel’s room after everyone goes to bed to sleep in a pile together, but none of us have felt comfortable going past a slow make out with Axel’s whole family sleeping in the connecting rooms. Knowing that when we get back to West Tower all our built-up tension will finally pop, the guys have been giving me light touches and sly smiles all day.
Layla hugs Uncle Jack before turning back toward me. “See you at school, babes.” I hug her quick while Gwen hugs her father and then pats my shoulder. Both the girls head over to Gwen’s compact SUV, waving to Axel and Bentley as they pass.
“Ready to go?” Axel calls, coming over. I nod, turning toward Uncle Jack who holds out his arms to me a foot away.
I walk into him, hugging him just as tightly as the first night I showed up here again. “Don’t be a stranger, kid,” he whispers in my ear, and I nod against his shoulder.
“Of course not.” We pull back, his hands brushing my shoulders as I smile. “I doubt Axel or Lay would let me, even if I wanted to.” He chuckles, nodding to the guys over my shoulder.
I turn to the side and Bentley reaches forward to shake Uncle Jack’s hand while Axel slings an arm around my shoulders. “Thank you for everything the last few days,” Bentley says and Uncle Jack laughs.
“No problem, son.” He looks between Bentley and me. “You both are welcome anytime. Just give an old man a little bit of warning next time.” He winks at me, and Bentley’s ears go red. I laugh, nodding to Uncle Jack.
Axel squeezes my shoulder, swaying us both a bit. “I called shotgun for you,” he says, and Bentley rolls his eyes.
“You can’t call shotgun for someone else,” he says, stepping to the side as Axel lets go of me and gives his dad a hug.
“Yes, you can.” Axel looks over his shoulder at Bentley while hugging his dad and Uncle Jack laughs.
“Drive safe, son.”
Axel turns back to his father, nodding and squeezing him one more time. “Thanks, Dad, but Bentley’s driving.” He steps back, slinging an arm around Bentley’s shoulders. “He lost rock, paper, scissors.”
Bentley shrugs him off, looking unamused and I laugh. Axel takes my hand, and we head over to the car. Bentley follows us, getting into the driver’s seat while Axel opens my door and waves his arms dramatically.
“Your chariot,” he says bowing slightly.
I snort, sliding into the front seat and placing my hands in front of the vents automatically. I wiggle my feet out of my shoes, kicking them to the side and stretching my feet out under the lower vents as I get comfortable.
Axel slides into the back, waving to his father as we pull out of the driveway. I take one more look over my old house, smiling at it finally as we head down the street. Mom and I stood outside and noted all the differences together, getting lost in a few memories and crying a bit more the day after Thanksgiving. She had to get back to Georgia the next day, but she mentioned talking to Uncle Jack about us coming up for Christmas.
I pull Axel’s beanie off my head and start tugging at my coat once we get to the highway, the heat cranking up in the car as Bentley drives. I wiggle my feet out of my socks as well, feeling stuffy in their confines. Turning to get more comfortable in my seat, I notice Bentley’s furrowed brows and tense shoulders.
I reach over, sliding my hand over his shoulder to massage the back of his neck. “Mira okay?” I ask. She called Bentley a couple days ago crying and I heard a little bit of their conversation, heart breaking for her as I heard Bentley try to calm her down. I know they spoke again this morning, but too many people were around for me to ask about it back at the house.
Bentley nods, some of the tension leaving him. “Yeah, she’s heading back to the Coast in a couple hours and wanted to know if I’d be back yet or not. I’m going to meet her when she gets in. I think she’s going to need me.” I nod and he shuffles to get himself more comfortable in the seat, eyes never leaving the road.
I look back at Axel, finding him watching my hand on Bentley’s neck before he glances at me. He licks his lips, smiling. “Can I get a neck massage too?”
I chuckle, taking my hand off Bentley’s neck. Bentley glances at Axel in the rearview mirror, eyebrows no longer furrowed, but peaked.
“If I come back there, I better get a massage out of it as well,” I say, folding my arms to appear stern. In actuality, the lingering tension surrounding the three of us the last few days resurfaces, crackling throughout the car.
Axel grins. “You come back here, and my hands will definitely be all over you, Blue.” He leans back, spreading his legs in the back seat and placing his hands on his thighs. My stomach clenches as I stare at him, watching his hands move up and down his thighs twice before he pats his lap in invitation.
I glance at Bentley, noticing how white his knuckles are on the wheel. “You going to be okay up here?”
Bentley smirks before glancing over at me with a deadpan expression. “Just go, sunshine. I’ll be fine.”
I lean over and kiss his temple, unbuckling my seatbelt. Sitting back, I throw one leg into the back, Axel grabbing my calf and helping to pull me toward him till I straddle the center console, halfway between the front and back. I awkwardly try not to kick Bentley in the head as Axel’s hands leave my leg, grabbing me around the waist and tugging me the rest of the way until I'm straddling his lap.
“Hi,” I finally say, wrapping my arms around his neck while his arms wrap around my waist. He hums, leaning in to capture my mouth, groaning as my tongue slips past his lips. His hands wander up my back, gripping my shoulders from behind and holding me against him. I shift, needing some friction to match the ferocity of our kiss, my ass rubbing against the growing hardness beneath me.
Axel breaks the kiss, leaning back and staring at me through hazy eyes. His hands land on my hips, mine still playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. We pant for a minute, letting the cascading tension settle a bit. “I believe I promised you a massage,” Axel says, breathless.
I chuckle, leaning to rest my back against Bentley’s seat. My chest rises and falls between us, matching the pace of his own. “I believe you promised to have your hands all over me.” His hands slide up to my waist then back down, resettling on my hips and leaving me covered in goosebumps.
“You’re right." He dips forward, lips landing on the side of my neck. I stretch my head to the side giving him more room as he licks and sucks at my skin. My hands dig deeper into his hair, dragging his face back up and connecting my mouth with his. He groans, lips instantly responding with fervent movement. Heat revs throughout my body as his tongue moves with mine, hips starting to grind down against where I can feel him growing hard beneath me. His hands move down to grip my ass through my leggings, helping me keep my rhythm as he bites my bottom lip.
“Fuck, Blue,” he moans, as his hips buck up underneath me, hard length pressing into my covered core. Cars fly by us as Bentley drives down the highway, the car’s steady rumble adding to the hurried sloppiness of our movements. I lean back, pushing Axel’s coat off his shoulders. He helps me remove it and leaves it bunched up behind him as he starts to roll the top of my leggings down my hips. I lift up on my knees, flopping into the seat beside him onto my now bare ass, pulling my leggings the rest of the way off.
Axel’s hand on the center of my chest stops me from sitting back up to straddle him again. I raise an eyebrow, and he nods to the window next to me. “Back against the door,” he commands. I turn, facing him as he readjusts so that he’s on his knees on the seat, back all the way against the other door. Once I'm roughly in the position he wants, he grabs my ankles and places my one foot on the center console, trapping it with the edge of Bentley’s seat and forcing my knee to stay bent behind the passenger seat. Taking my other ankle in one hand, he quickly brings it to his lips, kissing the bluebird tattoo that wraps around it and making me shiver before trapping it between the middle headrest, foot pressed against the cold glass of the back window.
I look to the front seat, finding Bentley driving calmly, one hand on the steering wheel, his other in his lap. I wonder idly if he’s touching himself but can’t see well enough.
“Eyes on me, Blue,” Axel says, pulling my attention back to him as he stares down at me. The brown in his eyes has been eaten by his growing pupils and the look makes my throat go dry.
He leans forward, head coming down slowly between my spread legs, holding eye contact with me the whole way. Both of us are cramped in the small space but the bunched position adds to my arousal, feeling like my legs are bound in this position due to the limited space. I gasp when Axel immediately dives in, licking up over my lower lips to part me before sucking my clit into his mouth and lightly biting with his teeth. His eyes close and my hands grab the back of his head, hips trying to rock against his mouth as I fight the position to squirm, unable to move more than an inch.
“Fuck,” Bentley says on an exhale, leaning up to glance at us in the rearview mirror. He zones in on Axel's face buried between my widespread legs for a moment before sinking back down and staring ahead again.
Axel hums against me, making me cry out and pull his hair as my head presses against the window behind me and the arm of the door digs into my lower back. The first time Axel tasted and tested me, discovering the different things he could do that unravel me. But now he knows. The stiff tip of his tongue drags slowly down from my clit, circling my entrance as he opens his eyes and looks up at me with a burning smugness. My chest heaves and I stare him down as he flexes his hands on the inside of my thighs and thrusts his tongue inside me. I moan and my eyes close. He continues his fast pace, making my blood boil as I continue to try to move my hips against his face. His nose brushes against my clit as he returns to circling licks and one of his hands slides down my thigh, closer to his mouth. The coil in my stomach tightens further making me pant as he pushes me closer to the edge.
A finger slowly circles the rim of my back hole, making me jump as my eyes fly open. He pulls back a bit. “Too much?” Bentley glances back over his shoulder, concern cutting across his face.
I breathe for a moment before shaking my head. “No, I’ve just never done anything there.”
Bentley turns back to look forward, signaling as he merges into the left lane. He speeds up to get around a slow driver and huffs as he glares out the windshield, checking on us in the mirror a few times.
Axel raises his brow, circling his finger again with a little more pressure as he grins. “Really?” he muses, smiling as he looks back down. He leans forward, tongue meeting my clit again, making me squirm as his finger continues to roam.
The new sensation is odd, but not as uncomfortable as I imagined. “I’m not against it,” I whisper.
His eyes meet mine. “Good to know,” he hums against me.
Axel starts licking and nipping at me voraciously, making the muscles in my thighs burn as I try to close them around his head but meet the resistance of the headrest and front seat. His finger continues to circle my back hole the entire time and the new feeling overwhelms me quickly. I moan through my release, the orgasm tightening every muscle in my body as it tries to stretch out in the cramped position.
Axel sits up, licking his lips as he hunches against the ceiling of the car. “So pretty,” he whispers, hand trailing down the outside of my thigh while his other unbuttons his jeans quickly. “Flip over.” He guides my feet out of their holds by my ankles, releasing me so I can follow his command. My knees end up on the middle seat, right cheek laying against the back seat as I stare at the back of the passenger seat. Axel smacks my ass lightly, not having enough room to properly hit me and the light swat makes me giggle.
“Something funny, Blue?” His chest lays down across my back as he kisses the side of my face, lining himself up at the same time. I shake my head, mouth falling open as his tip nudges my entrance before notching. I push back as he slowly enters me, stretching me deliciously as he fills me to the hilt.
Incoherent sounds leave my throat as Axel’s lips suck on my earlobe before his teeth press down into the soft flesh. He starts thrusting slowly, making me feel every inch as he drags himself over me. One of his hands grips my hip, the other moving to slide down the back of my thigh between us. He drags it back up slowly. I feel him gathering the wetness from my previous release before his hand starts gliding across my skin again.
“Breathe, Blue,” he whispers in my ear as his finger goes back to circling my other hole, spreading my juices like lube around the entrance. I shudder, his cock hitting the right spot inside me as his finger presses into me, slowly sliding to the first knuckle. The feeling there is foreign, but the new pressure somehow makes me feel fuller with Axel filling me so completely. “Good girl,” Axel breathes, shallow breaths lingering across my skin. His whole body covers me, the tight backseat area leaving barely any space between us as he rocks into me deep while twisting his finger, slipping it further in. “That’s it, baby. Move with me.”
I realize I’m slowly rocking with him, my hips meeting the cradle of his as my eyes squeeze closed tightly, and I absorb all the heady sensations around me. His breath fanning my face, coming out harsh and fast. The flex of his fingers on the flesh of my hip as he holds himself back. My own heart pounding against my chest, lungs heaving in air as I gasp.
The buildup is slow, and I can feel how powerful it will be as Axel’s rhythm becomes more forceful, until I feel like he’s dragging the air in and out of my chest with each push and pull against me. I wiggle my hand out from underneath me, maneuvering it to grasp his on my hip as I cry out, our fingers interlocking as he grunts his release in my ear. His warm cum floods me as I feel my core and ass tighten around his cock and finger, making me feel even fuller. My release explodes through me like a tidal wave crashing, leaving my lungs breathless and limbs jelly beneath us.
Axel kisses the side of my head, pulling an involuntary whine from my lips. “Love you, Blue,” he whispers against my hair, pulling his finger slowly out of me. I mumble my response.
I can see Bentley lean over to open the glove box and pass Axel some napkins. “I hope you both enjoyed yourself.” Bentley leans forward to look at me in the mirror again. “That was torture and tomorrow you’re both making it up to me.” His voice holds dark promises and I giggle, brain still in a foggy state.
Axel sits up and cleans each of us off, moving my legs out from underneath me and over his lap. I flip over to lay on my back, humming as he starts to massage my calves and my bare feet press against the cold glass.
“You should sit up,” Axel murmurs, reaching over me to grab my leggings and start scrunching them up over the lower half of my legs. I hum, pulling them up my thighs as I wedge the back of my shoulders against the door behind me. We shuffle around, ending up next to each other facing forward again and Axel pulls me against his side, arm slung over my shoulders. I nestle in against him, feeling blissfully pliable as he pulls his seatbelt back on and wedges the middle lap belt over my hips to click between us.
“Thank you for my massage,” I whisper.
Axel chuckles, kissing the top of my head. “Anytime, Blue.”
My mind starts to drift, eyes already closed, as Axel and Bentley start to playfully argue about new car rules. The next thing I know, Axel shakes my shoulder lightly, whispering my name.
“Yeah,” I mumble, opening my eyes blearily. I glance out the window, realizing the car has stopped and we’re parked behind West Tower.
“We’re here, baby. You need to put on your coat and shoes so we can go inside.” I nod, sitting up and letting him move my arms into the coat he holds open for me. Bentley opens the door to my right and passes me my boots, holding out his hand to help me get out of the car once I’m dressed.
Axel kisses my cheek once I'm standing next to him by the trunk in the cold parking lot. “Want to go out to dinner with me?” he whispers.
“What?” My waking mind tries to catch up with the new request. Bentley stands on the other side of me, pretending to ignore us as he leans over to grab luggage.
“I figured Bentley is going to be busy all night with Mira, so we could go somewhere off campus for dinner.” Axel shrugs. “We’ll go somewhere far from campus if you’re worried about people seeing us or something. But somewhere nice if you want.” He rubs the back of his neck, cheeks flaming red as the winter air mixes with his sudden shyness.
I smile as I glance over my shoulder, noticing Bentley’s warm smile as he watches us.
“We don’t have to. It was just an idea.”
I quickly step into him, pressing my chest against his. “Of course, I will go on a date with you, Axel.”
His eyes fly up to mine, teeth flashing as he smiles. “Really?”
I nod, pulling him closer. “But no hibachi’s, alright?”
Bentley groans and taps the top of the trunk, shutting it. All of our stuff sits on the lot at his feet, my duffel bag already over his shoulder.
“Okay,” Axel says with a grin. “No hibachi.” He and I join Bentley, the boys refusing to let me carry anything else after I swipe my tote before they can grab it. We walk toward the dorm, and I skip ahead a little, feeling bubbly.
“What should I wear?” I say over my shoulder, looking back at them as they grin watching me.
“Whatever you want.” Axel shrugs. “You look good in everything.”
“Thanks, but I need a little more direction than that,” I say, stopping and turning to face them. “Casual or fancy place?”
“Casual,” the guys both say as they catch up to me, separating so that I can turn and walk between them. Axel glances down at me. “Wear a dress.” His eyes drift down over me. “No tights.”
I purse my lips, crossing my arms over my chest to appear stern, even as his words light me on fire. “I’m going to freeze.”
Axel laughs, walking into the building when Bentley holds open the door for the two of us. “I’ll keep you warm,” he says as he turns around, walking backward and facing Bentley and me.
Bentley shakes his head beside me. He looks down at me. “Mira’s lucky I love her, because missing the chance to take you out first is killing me a little.”
“I’m not planning on going anywhere.” We stop in front of the elevator, Axel tapping his foot as he waits for it to arrive. “You’ll get your chance. Promise.” Bentley smiles, shuffling my duffel on his shoulder. “Or you could always just consider Kitsune Grill our first date.” I shrug, biting my lip to hold back a laugh.
Bentley shakes his head, walking onto the elevator behind Axel and me. “I am not considering the time we ended up sitting next to each other on dates with other people our first date.”
Axel’s eyebrows shoot up and I shrug, smile breaking through. “Suit yourself.”
The elevator doors close, Bentley moving to back me up into Axel’s chest. “Trust me, sunshine. Our first date will end much better than a stolen kiss in a back alley.”
My throat goes dry, and Axel’s chest moves at my back, forcing my breathing to match his own.
Bentley meets Axel’s eyes over my head. “And ours will be better than a tipsy blowjob.”
I suck in air and Axel snorts, hand coming up to palm the back of Bentley’s head. “Good luck beating that night.” The two meet for a kiss over my shoulder and I rub my thighs together between them.
Bentley steps back when the warning dings for the doors to open, breaking our connection. “But we’ll just have to wait for all that.”
We step out of the elevator, heading down the hall toward my dorm.
“I plan on telling Mira about us this week,” Bentley says once the door of my suite closes behind us.
Axel’s head shoots up. “You don’t have to.”
Bentley nods. “I know.” He sets our stuff down, standing back up to face Axel and me. “But I want her and Autumn to know and I promised it would be after Thanksgiving break.”
Axel nods and I step toward him, grabbing his hand. “I’ll be there when you tell them, if you want?” Mira and I had been hanging out more in the suite before break and I didn’t want Bentley to tell her without me there, but I wouldn’t force my way in if he wanted to do it alone.
“Me too,” Axel says, stepping up and taking his other hand. “We do these things together, right?”
Bentley nods, kissing my forehead then Axel’s. “I’ll see when they’re free for coffee and let you both know.” We all nod. “You mind if I stay here to wait for Mira to get back?” I shake my head, releasing his hand and pushing against Axel’s chest.
“Out. I need to get ready for our date and I already know you’ll try to distract me if you stay here.” Axel starts to protest and I tsk, stopping next to the door.
Bentley laughs, settling down on one of my couches.
“Go upstairs and play video games or something. I’ll be ready in an hour.”
Axel shakes his head, grumbling a little as he leans down to kiss my cheek. “One hour,” he says, the serious tone cut by the boyish grin across his face. He looks over my head to Bentley, hand already on the doorknob behind him. “Can’t wait for your revenge tomorrow, Bent.” He winks and then he’s out the door, leaving me to get ready for our first date.