Chapter Two
Axel didn’t know why he was back in the fucking bar.
Something had told him to come back to the bar Friday night and have a drink.
It had been a long week, as he’d been working on a project just outside of town on a very large property.
An old ranch had been purchased, and he’d been given the contract to redesign and update the property.
It was a long and arduous task, but it was one he actually enjoyed. There was no time limit.
The rich millionaire was still deciding if he wanted to stay at the ranch or flip it once it was redone.
Axel didn’t judge. Small-town life was not for everyone, but it was what he had grown up with.
For a few years, he’d taken his bike to the open road, but it hadn’t been for him.
He liked his creature comforts, and he also liked a lot of available pussy.
On the road, that had been few and far between, but now it was even more so, as he couldn’t get a certain blonde out of his head.
All week he had given himself the luxury to enjoy a nice coffee from her place. He had even started to change his order and tried a mocha latte, which was nice. She made amazing cinnamon rolls. They were just so incredibly tasty.
He also had gotten Joey to serve him every single time. He couldn’t get enough of her sweet smile. There was nothing fake about it. She was all real.
Her smile, the soft laughter, and as for her body, he couldn’t stop imagining running his hands all over her. He was addicted.
Never had he felt this way about a woman before in his life. He certainly didn’t have to do any chasing, so this was a whole new experience for him.
Taking a beer, he took a sip and nodded to his Uncle Rick, who owned the bar. He wasn’t actually his uncle, but he was his father’s best friend when he was alive, and he had taken on the role of uncle.
“So, do I need to call an ambulance or something?” Uncle Rick asked.
“Why?”
“I’ve watched you push away three women tonight, and usually, you would consider that a party.”
“Not tonight. I just want a nice, cold beer and to be left alone.”
Uncle Rick chuckled, and then something caught his eye.
“What is it?”
“I was just not expecting Joey Sinclair to walk through the door, and wow, it has been a long time since I saw her like that.”
His curiosity got the better of him, and Axel turned. Fuck, it was a good job he was sitting, because his cock went from flaccid to thick as he watched a sexy Joey walk into the bar. She didn’t look left or right, she just sashayed that sweet ass up to the bar and took a seat.
“Hey, Rick, can I get a beer, please?” she asked.
She wore a knee-length dress, like a white floral milkmaid’s dress that emphasized her large tits, shapely hips, and nice curved ass.
He had never seen her in a pair of heels, but they looked sexy as fuck.
As long as he’d known Joey, he had seen her in some kind of jeans or pants or shorts. Rarely a dress.
“Coming right up, beautiful,” Rick said.
Joey smiled at him, and Axel saw several guys admiring her from afar. There was no way he was going to let them get a chance with her, so he quickly closed the distance.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he said.
She turned and that smile he was used to was back in full force. He noticed she had put on a little bit of makeup, but not much. Enough to enhance her beauty, but not to cover it.
“I had no idea you’d be here,” she said. “Enjoying the cold beer.”
“I’m always here on a Friday night. What brings you here?”
“My parents have taken Adeline for the weekend, and they told me to go out and have some fun. My sister also.”
He knew her sister, Ashley Sinclair, and she was at least five years older than Joey.
“So, you’re all alone?”
“That’s right. Wait, you’re not some kind of axe-wielding murderer on the weekends, are you?”
“Only at Halloween.”
Joey threw her head back and laughed. “I like it.”
He winked at her, mainly because he had torn a couple of shorts, painted red on the hems, and held a blunt axe, to go to a few Halloween parties. He wasn’t exactly inventive.
“What do you dress up as for Halloween?”
“The busy mom,” she said. “Trying to make it home in time to take her kid out trick-or-treating.”
“Sounds like hard work.”
“It is, but Adeline is worth it.”
The music seemed to pick up a notch.
“Do you want to dance?”
The last time he asked, she had declined, but she frowned and then put her hand in his. “Sure, why not?”
Now he was surprised, but he wasn’t about to take it back. Gripping her hand firmly but not hard, he led her onto the dance floor. There were already several couples there, and he pulled Joey in close, and as he stared into her blue eyes, he was completely entranced by her. She was stunning.
“Do you do this often?” she asked.
“No, I don’t do a whole lot of dancing.”
“You should. You’re good.”
He had both hands at her waist, and he couldn’t bring himself to look anywhere else. It was like they were the only two people to exist.
The music sped up, he grabbed her hand and suddenly gave her a twirl, spinning her away from him, then pulling her back toward him.
He gyrated his hips and felt as Joey followed his lead.
For a good hour they danced, and when it came to a slow song, he expected her to go back to the bar, only she took hold of his hand and then placed his other at her waist.
“This is nice, thank you,” she said.
“You’re not too bad a dancer at all.”
“It has been a long time since I danced with anyone but my daughter.”
He knew there hadn’t been anyone since George. It was common town knowledge that Joey was completely devoted to her daughter. Staring into her eyes, he couldn’t help but drop his gaze to her lips. They looked so plump, so inviting. He wanted to kiss her.
Rule one. He had to keep remembering rule number one. He refused to break it. Only, he was already breaking rule number three. Joey was a single mother.
And then, he didn’t know what made him change his mind. Just one moment he was looking at her, and in the next second, he pulled her in close and broke his first and third rule by kissing Joey.
He expected everything to just make him stop. The reality of what he was doing. Feeling her lips against his. Something had to stop him.
Only, it didn’t.
Nothing stopped him, as he kept kissing her, and it felt so damn good.
****
It was a little fuzzy to Joey how they had gotten out of the bar. She wasn’t exactly sure who drove. They took her car, but she didn’t drive.
Axel drove, and they didn’t go to her house either. They arrived at Axel’s place, and the moment they got out of the car, his lips were on hers, and his hands were everywhere.
There was a part of her that was screaming at herself to stop. To not do this. And another part of her was wondering why she should stop. She didn’t want to stop. Ashley telling her she should have fun. Even her parents had told her to just relax and enjoy her time alone.
Making out and going to Axel’s home to have sex was not on the agenda, yet they stepped over the threshold, and she grabbed at his leather jacket.
He tossed it to the floor and grabbed her bag, throwing it to the floor.
She had her cell phone in there, her cash, everything she needed. It didn’t matter.
She tore at his shirt, and he helped her pull it off over his head, but before she could get to his jeans, he shoved his shoulder into her stomach, not hard but enough so he could hold onto her as he lifted her up.
Joey let out a gasp, but then his hand was at her ass as he carried her upstairs. She didn’t get a chance to look around. She was frozen on the spot, because the last thing she wanted him to do was drop her.
They made it to his bedroom, but before she could reach out for his pants, he caught her hands and spun her around so that her back was to him.
Then, his hands were at her thighs, and she felt him gather up her dress.
She had purchased this dress a year ago, with every intention of wearing it but always running scared.
She didn’t think she could pull it off. But then, by some miracle, she had been able to, and now Axel Rules was going to take it off.
She didn’t fight him. The truth was, she didn’t want to, and he pulled it right off and over her head and tossed it to the floor with such ease. She wore a matching white lacy bra and panties, and slowly he turned her.
She stared into his dark brown gaze, and she didn’t look away.
Instead, she reached for the zipper and pulled on it, loosening it up, she wriggled out of the dress.
He helped to push the dress past her hips and down to the floor, and she stepped out of them.
He flicked the catch of her bra, and Joey pushed her panties down and let them fall to the floor.
They were both naked now. She had somehow lost her heels making her way upstairs. Axel didn’t have on any boots.
Time seemed to stand still as they looked at one another.
Did he regret doing this?
And then, his lips were back on hers, and she let out a cry as he spun her around and forced her to sit on the bed.
He pushed her back and then his lips broke from hers, but he wasn’t done with her, as he started to kiss down her neck.
He stopped at her pulse, and he bit down, not too hard, but enough to make her gasp and want more.
Axel was a master at knowing what he was doing, and he trailed his lips down, moving toward her breasts.
“Fuck me, I knew they were going to be amazing, but I had no idea how amazing.” He pressed her tits together and sucked a nipple into his mouth, followed by the other. He alternated between each breast, licking and sucking, and she was so sensitive.
She had no choice but to press her thighs together to alleviate the friction. It felt so good. She just wanted him so badly.
And he growled against her flesh. He did stop and start to kiss down her body.
Joey had only ever read about this in books, but as he spread her legs wide and she felt his fingers move between her thighs, his tongue danced between her slit.
He stroked over her clit, circled the nub, and then slid back and forth, making her ache for more.
She wanted him.
The pleasure was so intense, and she had never felt anything like this.
Joey felt her peak building, and it took her breath away as he suddenly thrust her over the peak, and she fell hard and fast. Her orgasm took her by surprise at the ferocity of it.
She cried out. He growled, and then he moved up and she stared in his eyes.
“If you don’t want this, tell me to stop,” he said.
He looked so out of control, and it was sexy to see. She had caused this.
Running her hands around the back of his neck, she pulled him down and kissed him. At the same time, she felt him reach between them, and the hard tip of his cock as he pressed forward, making her moan as inch by inch, he sunk inside her.
They both cried out, and he grabbed her hands, pressing them to the bed, at either side of her head, as he suddenly slammed forward, and Joey cried out.
Axel was not small. He was a big man, and she felt the full thickness of him as he slid in those last final inches. It felt amazing, incredible, and she didn’t want it to stop.
He stayed perfectly still, and she felt each ripple, each pulse, and then he pulled out slowly. She cried out, not wanting him to stop, but then Axel slammed inside her. She whimpered, and he growled against her neck.
“You’re so fucking good. I love the feel of your tight pussy wrapped around my cock, baby,” he said.
No one had ever spoken to her like that, but it felt so good.
“Do you like that? Do you like my nice, big dick filling you?”
“Yes.”
“Good, because I like how wet you are, and you’re going to take everything, aren’t you?” And with that, he started to fuck her.
She hadn’t even realized he had been going easy on her, but then he started to fuck her without holding back, and she was close to losing it.
It felt so good. Better than good.
She had never known a feeling like this.
He was hard, fast, and he took her, building her toward a second orgasm. She fell over the edge, only this time she felt Axel join her as he growled her name, which echoed around the room.