Her eyes bore into Axel, daring him to leave, to be uncomfortable by what's going on and bolt, but he doesn't. The stubborn, cocky fucker doesn't want Harlow to win at her own game, so he fights back. As he intensely stares at her, his hand moves to his jeans. He unzips his pants slowly and takes out his rigid cock, grasping it tightly in his hand.
Dean's eyes flick between the two, and with a growl, he furiously jumps up and storms out of the room like he always does. I bet Harlow loves that he lost just a little bit of his control because of her. She enjoys fucking with these two, but this is the first time Axel’s really pushed back.
Harlow lets out a groan when her eyes lock on Axel’s cock, as he pumps his length vigorously, taking all his anger at Harlow out on his cock. God, his poor dick, there won't be anything left by the time he's done. If he goes any faster, that fucker’s gonna burst into flames.
I watch as Harlow parts her lips, panting as she gets close again, and watching Axel doing whatever the fuck you wanna call it seems to be getting her even hotter. I can't watch it. Not because he's my cousin, as we’ve shared girls before, no, it’s because I pity that poor wiener of his. Slaying the Basilisk from the chamber of secrets isn't gonna help you get any pussy, bro.
She pinches her nipples hard, moaning as she bucks harder. One hand slips down between her thighs, and she plays with herself, causing Axel to bite his lip in concentration, probably in a desperate attempt to keep from cumming all over himself. I wouldn't be surprised if there’s no fucking skin left on his dick. How the fuck does that feel good? It looks like he’s trying to murder it. Dude should not go without sex anymore. I think he forgot how to use that thing. Now it's just getting embarrassing.
Harlow breaks apart with a scream as she gushes all over my cock. She keeps going though, not slowing even the slightest, taking no time to recover, and going after her third climax.
It doesn’t take her long because she’s already so sensitive after the first two, and like a domino effect, I burst like a fucking super soaker, spilling my cum deep inside her cunt. She milks the life out of my cock, and Axel lets out this fucked up, grunting noise as he cums on the floor right in front of him.
He’s panting hard, his shoulders heaving as he tries to get a hold of himself. You can see when reality hits him because his face drops for a moment before he masks it with pure, unadulterated fury. Harlow and I burst out laughing at the rapid change, and Axel lets out a roar, before aggressively tucking his raw cock away, zipping up his pants as he yells, “I hate you. I fucking hate both of you!” Then he storms out of the room. Harlow beams with pride as she watches him leave, knowing that, yet again, she’s won her own little internal game.
“What the fuck was that?” Harlow howls with laughter so hard that she falls off me and my still hard cock, landing on the floor, clutching her sides.
“Poor guy. It's gonna sting for a while when he pisses.” Her laughter is contagious, making me laugh just as hard as she is.
When she's done, she sits back on the couch and turns to me with a smile. “Can we talk?”
“Always.” I shift closer to her, giving her my undivided attention.
She bites the inside of her cheek. “Did you really not know what Dean was planning to do back then?” she asks, all amusement and playfulness gone from her when talking about our past situation.
I make sure she's looking me right in the eyes. “I had NO idea what he had planned or what he did until it was too late," I say, meaning everything with my whole, blackened heart. "I was starting to get worried when you didn't show up at the house, and when I was about to leave to go search every part of the city, Dean stopped me. He told me what happened. It explained the black eye he had and why Cass was practically missing in action. He went to look for you, you know.” I give her a half grin.
She doesn't say anything, but her eyes widen slightly. “He loved you more than his own life; he would never have let Dean do what he did if he knew beforehand. Neither would I, for that matter.”
She looks over at the bloody bodies on the ground as if she's looking off into the ocean or some shit.
“I don't want to hate you anymore,” she whispers, her voice defeated.
“Then don't,” I say, rubbing my thumb against her hand on the back of the couch, trying to ignore the fact that she's also still naked. Her tits are distracting, making me wanna lean over and take her nipple into my mouth and...
Shut the fuck up, Neo, this is serious. Don't blow it!
She looks down at her hand with mine still covering it, and then up at me. “I still don't trust you,” she says, narrowing her eyes at me.
“I don't expect you to,” I grin.
“If you ever do anything to hurt me again, I will kill you. I won’t be taken for a fool again,” she says, and I can see in her eyes that she really means it.
“I would rather chop off my own balls and eat them, then slice off my dick and fuck myself in the ass with it before even dreaming of hurting you again,” I say with 100% seriousness. Her eyes go wide, and she bursts into another fit of laughter.
“Fuck, you’re so weird,” she giggles, shaking her head. “I fucking love it,” she grins.
I give her a smile of my own, happy to know this woman really does accept every part of me.
She hasn't seen your beast unleashed; shit could still change.
“Alright, then,” she nods. “Friends with benefits? This thing we have between us is no longer a job. If we are friends, I want you to do this because you want to, not because you think you have to."
“Oh, My Queen, you have me in every way, shape, and form. Whether it be business banging buddies or friends with benefits,” I smile wickedly. “Or even passionate lovers who are head over heels for each other.”
“Whoa now, buddy, don't get ahead of yourself there,” she raises a brow but still smiles. “That’s never gonna happen.”
“We’ll see,” I smirk.
She just shakes her head and holds out her hand. “Deal?”
I take it in mine, giving the back of it a kiss like the gentle-fucking-man I am. “Deal.”