I play with her warm, heavy breasts, massaging them as I roll and pinch her nipples. “Axel,” she moans. “More.”
My hands fall from her tits, one heading south to her clit and the other sliding up until it’s wrapped around her neck.
“You feel so good on my cock, baby.” I groan as the sounds of my hips slapping against her plump ass fill the room. “Fucking made for it. Harlow, you have no idea how many times I went to bed with my hand around my cock and your name on my lips as I jerked myself to the thought of you. How good it would feel to have my cock buried deep inside that perfect cunt. I’m addicted, Har. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go now. You’re mine,” I growl, thrusting my hips one more time as I feel my balls draw up, ready to empty myself inside her.
“Yours,” she screams as she cums, my finger swiping at her clit one last time. Her pussy has a vice grip as she milks my cock for everything it has to offer.
“Harlow,” I roar, hoping no one is outside to hear me call her by her real name.
My cock jerks as jets of hot cum fill her, marking her as mine like she always was meant to be. And I’m hers, for as long as she wants me.
Then Sam pops into my head, and I do something very,verystupid.
Harlow slumps against me, her breathing heavy as we both come down from our high.
“I kissed someone else,” I tell her, my voice breaking our moment of peace. Her body goes rigid, and I curse myself for being so fucking stupid right now.Really, Axel? While your cock is still inside her?
“Who?” she asks, her voice sounding the closest to Queenie than it has in weeks. My heart is beating so fast I’m at risk of cardiac arrest.
No turning back now. She needs to know.
“Sam.” My voice is a whisper as I admit the thing that’s been eating at me for weeks now.
She says nothing, and every second that passes is fucking agonizing.
“Sam...” she says as if she's playing his name over in her head. “You kissed Sam.”
She steps away from me, making me pull out of her, and she slowly turns around. Her face is completely blank as she blinks up at me with her bright blue eyes.
“I’m so sorry. It just happened. It was while you were gone. I was a fucking wreck, Harlow. I couldn’t sleep knowing you were missing, wondering if you would ever come back to us alive. I played very bad scenarios out in my head because I knew whoever was able to get the one up on Queenie must have been a sizable enemy. And any enemy of Queenie is a sick, sick man. And I was right.” My voice an angry growl of frustration and pain at what she had to endure again.
“He was there for me like he’s always been since he entered my life. A bright fucking ball of sunshine in a deep pit of darkness. He knew you would make it back, never doubting the power of Queenie. I thought he was being naive, but he was right.”
“How did it happen?” she asks, her face not changing with anything that I just said, and her lack of reaction has me so fucking worried.
“We were talking. He said I looked tense and sat on my lap to give me a scalp massage.” That got a reaction out of her because she knows Sam isn’t the most cuddly kind of person. He has to really trust you to let him touch you in any way. Cocking a brow she waits for me to continue. “Next thing I knew, his lips were on mine. I didn’t pull away.”
“You wanted it,” she says as a fact, not a question.
“I did.” I nod my head.
“Do you have feelings for him, something more than just friends?”
I swallow thickly, knowing this answer could rip away everything I just got back. “I love you, Harlow. You and Queenie. So fucking much. I want you. I need you.”
“Answer the question,” she says in a dangerous tone. What if I say yes and she takes it as a betrayal, but if I say no, then she might think of it as some meaningless moment.
“Yes. I don’t know when it happened. I just knew the moment I saw him I had to protect him from all the bad in the world. I don’t get to do that for you.”
“You're in love with him.”
“Yes.”
“And me?”
“More than anything,” I promise, my eyes flicking between hers. My mind is a whirlwind as I try to understand these emotions. It’s all too much, too fucking new.
She nods her head slowly and moves to sit on the desk, still butt ass naked with my cum dripping down her thighs. I cast my eyes to the ground as I wait for her to talk.