Chapter Nineteen
Axel
Since Sophia had never really celebrated her birthday before, Axel wanted to do something extra special for her. With that in mind, he reserved one of the smaller private event rooms at The Capitol Hotel.
Then he went to the party guru for some advice.
“Hey, Indi. Can I pick your brain for a minute?” he asked as he approached her in Elysium.
“Sure. What's up?”
“I'm guessing you know by now that I want to do something special for Sophia’s birthday,” he started.
“Yeah. Don't worry, she's got Saturday off.”
“Thanks. Anyway, I've never actually planned a nice dinner and I want it to be romantic.”
“Ahh. You've come to the right place, my friend. Let's go talk in my office,” she told him and he followed her obediently.
“Have a seat and let's get started…”
Looking at the space he'd rented, he was amazed by its transformation. Since it was too cold to be outdoors, he'd brought it indoors. There were several small potted trees, flowering plants, even a gazebo, which was where their table sat.
Twinkling lights were wrapped around the trees and the gazebo as well as strung around the room.
The table was covered in a burnished gold tablecloth and there were red accents in the form of a single red dahlia in a crystal vase and dark red napkins.
Their food was catered and he had soft music queued up and ready to go. Now all he had to do was go get his girl.
He drove over to Elysium and slowly moved down the street until he found her car. He pulled in behind it, turned the bike off, and started for the driver’s side.
The vision that stepped out of the car had his mouth watering and his dick stiffening.
Sophia stood in front of him in a red and black corset top that pushed her tits up, a black pleated miniskirt, and black thigh highs.
When she shifted her stance, he caught the ruby gem attached to the tops of them.
She finished the outfit off with a pair of red heels.
“Fuck, babygirl, you're definitely trying to kill me.”
She did a little spin, making the skirt flare a bit, and he groaned.
“I was hoping you'd like it,” she quipped.
“Fuck yeah I do. But we're going to have to take your car.
There's no way in hell you're getting on my bike dressed like that.
You'll freeze before we get to where we're going.
Not to mention you'd be flashing your ass cheeks at other drivers, and I'm the only one allowed to see that when you're not at work,” he growled.
Sophia laughed softly and he wanted to kiss her.
“That's why I brought a pair of leggings. They'll slide right over the thigh highs. I'll just remove them when we get where we're going and shove them into a saddle bag,” she said and proceeded to prove it.
“Damn. You thought of everything, didn't you?”
“I do try,” she replied with a grin.
“Come on, beautiful, we've got a date to get started.”
He took her hand and led her to his bike where he handed her a helmet and climbed on. Once she'd joined him, he drove them to the hotel.
“A hotel? Really?” Sophia asked, a frown marring her pretty face.
“Just trust me,” he told her and supported her while she removed the leggings. Then he offered her his arm and led her inside.
The small gasp she made when they entered the room had him looking at her.
“This… oh, wow. This is beautiful, Axel,” she breathed.
“I hoped you'd like it,” he said and hit the button on the control in his pocket to turn the music on.
“Music too? You really went all out.”
“I wanted tonight to be special," he replied.
He held her hand as she wandered around to admire the flowers before they reached the gazebo.
He helped her with her chair before he removed the silver lid covering her plate.
“Careful with the plate warmer. It might be hot,” he told her before he removed the lid from his own plate and joined her.
“Thank you. I'll be careful. This looks delicious, Axel.”
He'd chosen filet mignon, an herb and garlic orzo, and grilled asparagus for their meal. There were also warm sweet rolls and tiramisu for dessert.
“I also took the liberty of making us drinks. Even though this is a romantic dinner, I'm not a fan of wine.”
He opened a decanter and poured a light purple liquid into her glass.
“What on earth is that?” she questioned.
“It's an Aviation. It has crème de violette, which is a liqueur made from the violet flower. There's also gin, maraschino cherry liqueur, and lemon juice in it,” he informed her.
“Oh. That sounds tasty,” she said and hummed after taking a sip. “That's yummy.”
“Glad you approve.” He poured his own drink and settled in to enjoy their meal.
The soft moan she made with her first bite had him shifting himself in his pants. Damn was that sound a turn on.
“That good, huh?" he teased before he took a bite himself.
“Uh, yeah. This steak is so soft and juicy. It's delicious,” she replied. “What kind of steak is it?”
“Filet mignon,” he told her.
“Ohhh. Well, damn. If this is how it usually tastes, I can see why it's so expensive.”
“Tonight was worth it. You are worth it,” he said and saw her blush.
“Thank you, Axel.”
They were quiet for a moment as they ate before he spoke again.
“I have a question. How did you get out of the house dressed like that? I know Sinner. He would have flipped his shit.”
Her laughter lit up her face. “Easy. I had a long skirt over it, which is now sitting in my passenger seat.”
“Oh, you, babygirl, are wicked. I like it.”
Sophia grinned at him. “You know it. I also told dad that some of the girls from work were taking me out and since I would probably have a few drinks, I was just going to stay at a hotel for the night.”
“Well then, I guess it's a good thing I reserved a room,” he replied. “I figured, even if we just cuddled for a few hours, it would be worth it.”
“Smart thinking,” she said.
Conversation flowed between them as they ate. Once they'd finished everything, including their dessert, Axel stood and offered his hand to her.
“Dance with me, babygirl,” he said and waited.
Sophia took a last sip of her drink before she slipped her hand into his and stood.
Once she was on her feet, Axel pulled her close as they swayed to the music. Having her in his arms felt so right.
When Sophia lifted her head from where she'd been resting it against his shoulder, he dipped down and kissed her gently.
“Happy birthday, babygirl,” he murmured.
“Thank you. This has all been so wonderful, Axel.”
“I'm glad. I wanted it to be perfect. You deserve to be celebrated, Sophia. And you deserve to be treated like the treasure you are.”
She leaned into him more and his arms tightened around her. He knew in his bones he would fight for this woman, kill for her, die for her.
“Axel?”
Her soft voice had him looking down at her. “Yeah?”
“Can we… go to the room now? This is all great, but I want us to really be alone together.”
“We can do whatever you want, babygirl,” he replied and turned off the music. He set the remote on the table, grabbed their coats, and headed for the exit.
“What about…”
“The caterer will take care of it,” he assured her.
They went to the front desk where he got them checked in and received their room key. After taking the elevator to the fourth floor, they found their room, and the instant the door was closed, he had her pinned against it. His mouth came down on hers in a heated kiss.
Axel felt her fingers curl into his shirt so she was clinging to him. He didn't care that it would wrinkle.
When he finally ended the kiss, he pressed his forehead to hers and his breath came out in pants.
“I need you to tell me what you want, babygirl. And I need you to be very clear about it.”
There was no hesitation in her voice when she responded. “I want you to fuck me, Axel.”
He groaned and kissed her again.
“Your wish is my command.” He scooped her up, carried her to the bed, and gently set her on it.
After removing his boots, he crawled onto the bed with her and kissed her gently. Then he moved down so he was kneeling by her feet. He removed her left heel and kissed her instep before he removed the other and did the same thing.
Reaching up, he slowly slid her left stocking down, trailing light kisses along her skin, before he treated the other leg to the same attention.
“Let's get rid of this,” he said and slipped a hand beneath her to unzip her skirt. He slid it down and off to reveal the red lace panties she had on.
He leaned back to look her over. “Fuck, babygirl. You look so beautiful. You always do, but right now, you're ethereal. Not even Michelangelo could do you justice.”
“You really do have a way with words,” she breathed.
“Just speaking the truth,” told her before he finally removed her panties to reveal her now bare pussy. When they'd been together the week before, she'd had neatly trimmed curls and he wondered if she'd shaved for him.
Some men had a preference, but not him. As long as the woman was happy, so was he, whether she had an untamed bush, a landing strip, or was completely bare.
Nudging her legs further apart, he settled between them and lowered his mouth to her sex. He traced her with his tongue before he thrust it into her. He was determined to make her come with just his tongue.
With that in mind, he alternated between tongue fucking her and sucking her clit until she was writhing beneath him. Her soft whimpers of pleasure had him aching to be balls deep inside her, but not until he'd made her come more than once.
When her hands suddenly gripped his hair and her hips bucked, he knew she was on the edge. He gently bit her clit and her cries as she came echoed in the room.
“That’s one,” he growled. “Let's see if I can get another.”
He returned to her pussy, driving his tongue into her, before he moved up to her clit and worked two fingers into her, curling them to stroke her clit.
“Oh, gods, Axel,” she whined and he grinned. “I don't know if I can.”
“You can, babygirl. Give me another,” he said and, this time when she came, she screamed with her release.
“That's my girl,” he told her. He eased her through the orgasm before he removed his fingers and sucked them clean.
Moving back up her body, he kissed her gently. “Still want more?”
“Yes. I might have to hurt you if you stop now,” she practically growled.
He chuckled. “Noted.” Then he moved so he was kneeling over her. “Let's get rid of this,” he said and slowly undid the stays on her corset top.
Once it was open, he groaned. “You are a fucking Goddess.” He dipped his head and sucked a nipple until she moaned.
“Not fair,” she whined. “You're still completely dressed.”
“I can fix that,” he told her and, after ridding her of the top, he got off the bed.
“If you need them, I have some condoms in my bag,” she told him and he smirked at her. “I'm always prepared, but that's good to know. It means I can have that sweet cunt more than once tonight.”
He quickly stripped, grabbing the condom he had on hand, and watched as her eyes trailed over him.
“Um…”
“What is it, babygirl?”
“Are you sure that's going to fit?” she squeaked.
Axel chuckled. “It'll fit. Trust me,” he told her. He opened the foil package, rolled the condom on, and joined her on the bed. He moved between her parted thighs and the tip of his cock nudged her entrance.
He leaned down and kissed her as he slowly worked himself into her, giving her time to stretch and adjust to his size. He kept his thrusts shallow at first, but after a few moments, he was able to thrust until he was buried to the hilt.
He withdrew until just the tip was in her before he slowly slid back in.
“I won't break, Axel,” she said and nipped at his jaw.
“I know, babygirl, but I want to savor this,” he assured her.
Soon enough, though, he was moving faster and deeper. When her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, he was more than happy to wear her marks.
He could feel his balls drawing up, he knew he was close, but he wanted her to have just one more orgasm first. He shifted a little and propped himself up on one arm so he could slip his other hand between them and stroke her clit.
“Axel!” Her shout was accompanied by her inner walls clenching him like a vise, and he roared with his own release.
He hovered there above her for a moment before he kissed her and slowly withdrew. He quickly removed the condom and tied it off so he could toss it in the small trash can beside the bed. Then he stretched out on his back and pulled her close so her head was resting on his chest.
“That was… wow,” she breathed. “I had no idea it could be that good.”
“That's because you've only been with a boy.” He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and pulled the covers over them. “Sleep, babygirl, because I'm not done. I fully intend to be balls deep in you again in a few hours.”
He liked hearing her soft laugh. When she relaxed in his arms, he knew she was drifting off to sleep. He laid there for a while thinking about the future before he finally drifted off as well.