Chapter 18
Eighteen
Axel
My arms locked behind Charlie’s waist, keeping her pressed against my chest as she deepened the kiss. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but that didn’t make it feel any less right. Kissing Charlie was the only thing in life that made sense, knowing that in my arms was where she was meant to be.
She moaned as she gripped my hair, making me desperate to hear more. I slid my hands down her waist, letting them linger for a second above her ass. I wanted to give her everything she wanted, but I didn’t want to overstep and rush her into anything.
“You’re thinking too much,” she murmured as she broke the kiss.
She reached down and pushed my hands until they were planted firmly on her ass, where she wanted them. I tipped my head back and groaned as I squeezed it while Charlie slowly licked the column of my neck, sending chills scattering across my skin.
“I don’t want to rush anything,” I said softly, opening my eyes to find her watching me with a playful grin on her face.
“We’re not. This is something we both want, so we should stop fighting it and just let it happen.”
My cock hardened at the thought of being inside of Charlie, but the rational part of my head—the stupid one on my shoulders—demanded that I stop and think about this before it happened.
“I don’t think it’s that easy,” I replied gently, not bothering to remove my hands from her ass. “You’re still married, and I don’t know if any of this is even safe for the baby. Jo said you were having contractions all day and you’re getting closer to your due date—”
I stopped talking and frowned when Charlie reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She pinned me with a look as she held it in between us and called Jo on speakerphone.
“Everything okay?” Jo asked, the protective mama tone greeting us.
“Everything is fine. No contractions and no signs of labor.”
“Perfect. What’s up?”
“I need you to tell Axel that there aren’t any limitations on what I can do right now.”
There was something about the way she said it that made me suspicious that she and Jo might have already had a conversation about this.
I tried to calm myself as my heart raced at the thought that Charlie would be interested enough in sex with me that she would get it cleared medically first to make sure it was safe.
“You can do pretty much anything you want. Trust your body. If something hurts, stop. If you start having contractions or your water breaks, stop. Otherwise, you’re free to have sex if that’s where this is going.” Jo laughed, but I cringed at hearing her be so blunt about sex with Charlie.
“Thank you,” Charlie said, her voice chipper and high.
“No problem,” Jo replied before pausing. “Oh, and Axel?”
I shook my head and groaned softly before responding.
“Yeah?”
“The very least you can do is make sure she comes. Not the faking-it bullshit some guys rely on. The true, body-shaking, toes-curling, we can hear her throughout town as you make her scream kind of come. Don’t disappoint me.”
“Umm.. yes, ma’am?” I said, leaving the last bit as a question because I wasn’t sure what the hell was actually happening.
“I would say good boy, but that feels a bit condescending,” Jo teased. “Call if you need me for anything other than sex advice.”
“Thanks, Jo,” Charlie said before hanging up the phone.
“I can’t do anything about the being married part,” Charlie said, her tone turning somber.
“If that is an issue for you, we don’t have to do anything.
I can’t offer you anything other than my word that, for me, my marriage is over.
If I could divorce Jason without risking my life, I would in a heartbeat, but I can’t. ”
I reached down and grabbed her hands, squeezing them gently in mine.
“I hate that you’re still technically married to him, but that doesn’t stop the feelings that I have for you, Charlie.
I know that it’s too soon and that I shouldn’t, but I don’t care.
I love you, Charlie. I love you in a way that I’ve never loved anyone before, and the thought of not being with you makes me crazy.
There’s nothing in this world that I want more than you and this sweet baby girl.
I know that she’s not mine, but I love her like—”
Before I could finish my sentence, Charlie’s lips were on mine again, kissing me with the same love that I felt for her.
“I love you, too,” Charlie said after she slowly pulled away and looked up at me.
“It seems so surreal to me to fall for someone so quickly, but I have. I love you in a way I didn’t know was possible.
I love you in every way I shouldn’t. But damn it, Axel, it’s all your fault.
You stepped in when I needed a friend and became so much more than that.
You’ve kept my baby girl and me safe and given us everything we could possibly need. How could I not love you?”
I gently brushed my finger across her cheek, wiping away the tears as they started to fall.
“I will always keep both of you safe for as long as I live. You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll take care of both of you.”
She nodded and sucked in a shuddering breath as I pulled her against me again, kissing her softly because I didn’t want to rush through anything with her.
I could feel her grinning as we kissed while I carefully walked her the few steps back toward the bed. I knew she was tired and wanted her to rest, but I also knew that this was something she wanted and didn’t want her to feel like I didn’t want this, too.
She giggled as we bumped the bed, breaking the kiss as she lifted the hoodie over her head and tossed it to the floor.
My eyes trailed over her stomach as the shirt she was wearing got caught in the hoodie, coming off with it.
The scar from the cut across her stomach caught my eye, making my jaw clench as I remembered what happened to her.
I dropped to my knees in front of her, staring at it as I felt the tightness in my throat. The thought of what could have happened to both of them filled me with something I’d never felt before, and the urge to protect them with all of my being flooded through me.
I leaned in and held her stomach between my hands, grinning when I felt the baby kick.
Charlie’s fingers tangled in my hair as I kissed along the scar, thankful that it didn’t hurt her anymore.
I knew there was nothing I could do to take that original pain from her, but I could promise her she would never feel pain like that again.
I would die before I would allow that to happen.
My eyes drifted up to meet hers as my fingers skimmed the waistband of her sweatpants, asking permission before removing them. She nodded and chewed her nail as she watched me, her eyes never leaving mine.
She was gorgeous, and I couldn’t wait to touch her and taste her, but more importantly, I wanted to do everything in my power to bring her pleasure. Not just pleasure, but endless amounts of pleasure, unlike anything she’d ever had before.
I slowly pulled the fabric down her legs, helping her as she stepped out of them before tossing them to the side.
I arched an eyebrow and grinned when she hooked her fingers in her panties and helped me by taking them off for me.
I held onto her hips, keeping her steady as they got added to the pile on the floor.
Seeing her almost fully naked and wearing nothing but a bra had my cock aching with need.
Suddenly, all of the extra pillows didn’t seem like such a good idea as I tossed them to the floor to make room for her.
She laughed and let me do what I needed to while she sat in the middle of the bed and watched me.
Before lying back, she unhooked her bra and tossed it to the floor, allowing me to see every inch of her.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I leaned in to kiss her, not letting it linger long enough to keep me from exploring her body the way I wanted to. “If you want me to stop at any time, just say so. I don’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable, or that hurts the baby.”
“I’m fine, but thank you,” she replied softly.
I kissed her neck, loving the way she inhaled sharply as my hand slid up her side and grazed the side of her breast. Her body was so reactive that I couldn’t wait for more as I moved down, being careful not to hurt her stomach as I kissed along her shoulder, then lowered my mouth to her breast.
Her nipples were hard as I pulled one into my mouth and sucked, loving the way she hissed in response and gripped my hair tightly. I moved to the other, sucking it just as hard and felt my cock twitch as she moaned.
There was nothing I wanted more than to watch her fall apart from my touch, so I released her nipple and kissed my way down her stomach until my mouth was hovering right above her pussy.
I rubbed my hands along her thighs soothingly, loving the way she let her knees drop to the side as she allowed me access.
Her thighs trembled softly as I leaned in and slid my tongue along her slit.
Her arousal was thick as I parted her lips and continued my exploration as her taste lingered on my tongue.
My cock hardened to the point it was beyond uncomfortable as I imagined sliding it inside of Charlie’s tight pussy.
I flicked her clit with my tongue while inserting a finger, making her squirm beneath my touch.
“Fuck,” she moaned, her hand gripping the back of my head tightly as she urged me to continue.
I sucked her clit as I slid in another finger, hitting her G-spot as I pumped them inside of her.
She cried out with pleasure as she lifted her hips, trying to get the friction she needed to come.
While I wanted to do this all night and bring her all the pleasure she could handle, I wasn’t going to delay her orgasm any longer than necessary.
Finding the rhythm she liked, I focused on sucking her clit with the right amount of pressure, making sure I kept my fingers where she seemed to need them. Within a few seconds, I felt the first spasm as she came undone, her body trembling in response.