32. Axel
Axel
“ T here it is,” I mutter right as she’s put the pieces together that have practically been staring her in the face for a while now.
I hadn’t worked out how I was going to break this to her, but I truly didn’t intend for her to find out like this.
But now that she has, there’s no point in lying to her about it.
I don’t think she’s really ready to know that those cameras have been in her apartment since the day she moved in and she’s certainly not ready for some of the other truths that will eventually come out of hiding, but this…
this feels like a weight has been lifted. I’m glad she knows.
“I hope you don’t expect an apology, because you won’t be getting one. I’m not even a little bit sorry.”
“How many times have you snuck in?” A blush creeps up her neck as she asks and I catch her pupils dilate to twice their size. We’ve clearly transitioned to the turned on side of this new reality.
“More times than I can count.” I close the little distance left between us so our chests touch and gently caress her cheek before moving her hair and tucking it behind her ear.
A light whimper escapes her.
“You’re obsessed with me, aren’t you?”
“I would think that’d be painfully obvious by now.”
She straightens her spine and takes a small step back. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“I didn’t stutter, Axel. I said, okay. I’m not going to stand here and pretend it’s not fucked up that you have cameras in my apartment and like that isn’t enough for you, you still feel the need to sneak in and I assume watch me sleep.
It’s pretty goddamn fucked up. But I will say…
I must be equally as fucked up because I searched my fucking brain for the one sane piece of me that can override the rest of me that doesn’t actually give a fuck that you do it.
I’m not sure, but I think that makes me more fucked up than you.
” Her hand reaches up to cup my cheek. “Maybe I’ll change my mind once the dust of this settles, but for now I’m saying okay. ”
Before I can respond, she’s on her tiptoes and placing her lips on mine, claiming me just like she came here to do.
By the time we break apart, she’s out of breath. “If that orgasm hadn’t taken everything out of me, I’d suggest we go again, but I’ve never wanted a nap more in my life.”
“There’s a couch right there. Don’t let me stop you.”
“You’re okay with me napping on your couch in your office at the kink club you work at?”
Her eyes bore into me, waiting for me to change my mind. I won’t though. I’ve done a lot of research on the early stages of pregnancy and being tired is definitely an early sign. Maybe it’s just the come down from a mind-blowing release, but I’m not taking any chances.
“Lay the fuck down, Wrinley,” I order as I nudge her to the couch and press on her shoulders until her ass plops on the soft leather. “I’ll be right over there. I have some things to take care of. I’ll wake you in a bit.”
She rolls her eyes, but falls to her side anyway, landing her head against the pillow I keep there for when I need to close my eyes. “Don’t you ever get tired of trying to be the boss of me?”
I reach up and pull the fleece blanket off the back of the couch and lay it over her. “No, trainwreck. I don’t. Because I’m not trying to be the boss of you. I just am. Now close your fucking eyes. Don’t make me tell you again.”
Her eyes close slowly and I turn back towards my desk when she speaks. “I heard you and Hayes talking about the woods behind the club.” She pauses to let out a yawn. “Did I hear right that it’s going to be for members that like to chase?”
“Yeah. That’s what it will be for… as soon as I make sure it’s safe and Hayes secures the land and whatever permits he needs. Why?”
“Would you ever want to chase me through the woods?”
Jesus fucking Christ.
Yes.
I most definitely want to do that.
“Yeah, I could see us doing that.”
“I think I’d like that too. Just saying.” I look over my shoulder and see she’s now asleep. I, on the other hand, am hard as fucking stone at the thought of hunting her down and fucking her in the woods. I just have to make sure it’s safe first.