Chapter 27

WREN

By the time we get back upstairs to Axel’s suite, I’m exhausted. Emotionally, at least. Physically? I’m wired.

Spending time with everyone tonight was heartwarming.

We all told stories about Luke and laughed and cried the night away.

I got to spend time with my dad, who I only get to see once or twice a year.

I just wish it was under different circumstances.

He left before the night was over, having to catch a redeye back to California.

It sucks, but Axel and I promised to go visit him soon.

I walk into the bathroom and strip out of my clothes before stepping into the shower. I don’t even wait for the water to get warm before I stand under the spray. Goosebumps pepper my skin, making me shiver.

I grab my loofa and lather it in my body wash, rubbing it over my skin when the water finally warms up, chasing the chill away. I keep my hair from under the spray, not wanting to wash it again and then rinse off the body wash.

I step out as Axel walks into the bathroom. His eyes trail over my naked body, and I don’t miss the heat in them. I grab a towel and dry off while he strips and gets into the shower.

I watch him through the mirror, enjoying the view. His toned back and ass are on full display. I apply lotion to my skin while I watch the water skate over his muscular body. It’s been too long since we had sex. It’s something we talked to my doctor about.

She said that as long as I feel comfortable, there’s no set time. I kept waiting for some sign to tell me I was comfortable enough, maybe this is it.

I slip from the bathroom while Axel finishes up and climb onto the bed naked. I’m nervous, I can’t lie about that. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get through this the first time, no matter how much I want to. I don’t know if it will be a trigger for me or not.

That’s the crazy thing about triggers. It can be the silliest thing that sets you off. I trust Axel wholeheartedly, so in my right mind, that shouldn’t be an issue. That’s not how triggers work, though.

I hear the water turn off and the anticipation of what I’m about to try sneaks up on me. A few seconds later, Axel walks into the room while he’s towel drying his hair, another towel wrapped around his hips. He stops in his tracks when he sees me.

“Wow,” he rasps in awe as he trails his eyes over my body.

Axel has been a perfect gentleman for the last two months. He hasn’t tried anything other than gentle kisses and holding me at night. He has had the patience of a saint, and I couldn’t ask for a better man to help me get through this.

“Come here,” I murmur as I pat the bed besides me.

“Are you sure?”

I laugh nervously. “I’m sure that I want to try,” I tell him honestly.

“We don’t have to do anything, baby.”

“I know we don’t. You have shown me just how patient you can be, Axel, but I’m the one who is growing impatient,” I tell him as I climb off the bed and take his hand.

“I miss that closeness with you. I miss the feeling of you inside me. I miss the way you hold me afterwards. I don’t want him to have any trace on my body, I want you to wash him away,” I whisper.

I watch his chest rise and fall with his deep breath and then he steps forward, his hands find my face, and he leans down to kiss me. At first, it’s tentative, gentle. Like we’re learning each other all over again.

His hands slip to my hair at the same moment his tongue enters my mouth.

It strokes my own in a rhythmic pattern, making me woozy with desire.

He nudges me in the direction of the bed, gently lowering me to the mattress without breaking our kiss.

He climbs on top of me, fitting himself in the space between my thighs.

He breaks our kiss, only to trail his lips down my neck and over to my breast. He toys with the piercing in my nipple, gently tugging it and drawing a moan from me. It’s like a direct line to my clit, making it pulse in pleasure.

Axel’s hand slips between my legs, knowing exactly where I need him. He rubs gentle circles on my clit, until I realize that I’m circling my hips.

“You’re so wet for me, baby,” he murmurs huskily before slipping a finger inside me. “So tight and ready for me.”

“That feels so good,” I moan.

He slips another finger inside me and thrusts them in and out while working over my clit. I feel tingling inside my core and then it spreads over my body, the orgasm surprising me at how quick it hits.

Axel doesn’t give me a moment to recover. No, he slides down the bed, and his mouth descends on my pussy. I arch off the bed as his teeth graze my sensitive clit, gasping as it lights me up anew.

“Fuck, Ax,” I groan. “Don’t stop.”

He doesn’t let up. He flicks his tongue over my clit while he works his fingers inside me. I’m helpless but to lay there at his mercy. But what a thing to be helpless to.

My legs begin to shake, and that same warmth moves through my body again as the orgasm rips through me. My vision turns black for a minute as euphoria takes over my body.

When I finally come back into myself, I push Axel away. He looks worried for a moment, until I push him on his back and rip away the towel, taking his very hard cock in my hand.

He groans in ecstasy as I take him into my mouth, licking the tip of his cock and swirling my tongue around the piercing in his tip. I work him to the back of my throat, swallowing as he bottoms out.

“Fuck, baby,” he moans through gritted teeth.

That spurs me on. I bob my head, repeatedly sucking him to the back of my throat. Before I can finish him off, he pulls me off his cock, though.

“Why are you stopping me?” I ask breathlessly.

“Because I want to finish inside your pussy, not your mouth,” he says before planting a gentle kiss on my lips. “How about you ride me?”

I don’t waste a second, I climb on top, straddling him. I grab his cock and line it up with my entrance, then I look him in the eye before sinking down, enjoying the slow stretch.

I gasp when he’s fully seated, the feeling familiar and perfect. Axel’s eyes are heavily lidded as he watches me. I stay that way for a moment, just enjoying this closeness we’re experiencing right now. A closeness we haven’t felt in months.

I slowly lift up and drop back down, testing out how it feels and moan when I grind my clit on his pelvis. Axel’s hands find my hips and he swivels them, making me moan from the friction once more.

“That feels so good,” I pant.

He sits up, forcing our bodies even closer together, and claims my mouth in a searing kiss. I start to move slowly, rising and falling on his cock, working us both into a heady rhythm.

We become one body, moving together in perfect harmony. I feel my orgasm begin and my rhythm falters a little as I fall over the edge. When I come back to reality, Axel is thrusting up into me as he chases his own release. I feel him come inside me and then we collapse on the bed in a heap.

We lay there with Axel still inside me, just breathing the same air. This is one of the things I love most about Axel. There’s no need to fill the silence. We’re comfortable in it.

Axel slips from under me and strides into the bathroom, his beautiful, hard body on display for me. He truly is a work of art. I don’t know how I got so lucky.

He comes back into the room with a washcloth in his hand and walks over to my side of the bed, gently spreading my legs and cleaning me with the warm cloth before tossing it into the hamper.

He climbs back on the bed and pulls me into his arms, taking a deep breath of my hair before wiping it out of my face.

Tears fill my eyes, and he pulls back. “Are you okay?” He asks, his tone worried.

I nod my head, but it takes me a moment to find my voice. “I’m okay,” I tell him. “I just didn’t know if I could ever have this again.”

“What do you mean?”

I bite my lip. “I didn’t know if I would ever feel so comfortable being intimate again, but I should have known that it would never apply to you. You make me feel safe,” I whisper.

Axel reaches out and wipes the tears from my face before planting a gentle kiss on my lips.

“You’re always safe with me, baby. I will never hurt you or make you do something you don’t want to do.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I’ll never do anything to jeopardize that,” he says before pausing. “I love you, Wren.”

I let loose a carefree smile and kiss him before pulling back. “I love you, too, Axel.”

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