“You’re absolutely right, babe. This week was a bitch. I’ll stick to water today and see about taking tomorrow off,” Axe says, smiling big.
He gives me a hard squeeze and the only thing I wanna do is sag into his chest and never move away from this spot again, but then he lifts me clear off the floor and I burst into giggles, my heart spinning in joy.
I open my mouth to say… something. I don’t know what yet, but it’s something I feel the need to say.
I never get the chance to utter more than a single syllable though, because that’s when Axe drops one of his soul-shattering kisses on my mouth and my brain just shuts down to retreat into its happy place.
Chapter 7
AXE
One week later…
“So what do you think?” I ask, my heart pounding away in my chest, both for how excited I am in the presence of the woman I’m in love with, and from the nervousness I feel about Didar’s conditions.
I brought him home two days ago and he seems to be doing okay. He’s eating on his own and every day he has a little bit more energy, but his right eye is still closed shut and wrapped in a bandage and this is the first time since his surgery a week ago that someone takes a look at the injury for something else than simply changing the dressing.
“Well, he is alert and has a good appetite and there seem to be no lasting effects from the anesthetics, so he’s definitely already on the mend, Axe,” Tess says, smiling up at me as she delicately pets Didar while he lies on the couch, soaking up the attention and slowly thumping his tail up and down.
“What about…?” I start to ask, letting my words trail off.
Tess finishes gently unwrapping the gauze around Didar’s head and takes a look at his right eye, slowly shining a light into his pupil.
Didar flinches a little and we both smile. I’m not a vet, but even I know what that means, yet I still have to make sure.
“He saw the light, right?”
She sighs, once again bandaging Didar’s eye and then gives him a treat calling him a ‘good boy’ as he happily licks her small hand.
“There’s a response to stimulus, so we’re in a good place, but we won’t know for sure until a specialist takes a look once the swelling is down and Didar’s able to at least keep his eye open. I’m sorry I can’t say more to reassure you, I wish I could tell you that he’s gonna see just fine, but…”
She stands up from the couch and turns to look at me, her big warm eyes apologetic.
I immediately pull her into my arms.
“Hey, don’t do that, baby: don’t feel bad, this is hardly your fault. In fact, is just because you’re amazing at what you do that Didar is still with us,” I tell her, kissing her head and squeezing her harder.
She blushes a lovely shade of pink at my praise and hides her face in my chest, making my heart race again for an entirely different reason.
This situation with Didar has really brought us together, but we haven’t really talked about us since I impulsively kissed her in the waiting room.
I promised myself that I wouldn’t let things go further between us until we did talk about things, I don’t want her to think this is just a fling to me, so we have just lightly kissed.
I want her to know exactly what she means to me the first time I take her under me and more importantly, I want her to understand that if she wants the same things I do, then this is forever, but I’m man enough to admit I’m a little bit scared of asking, I couldn’t take no for an answer without completely losing my shit: she has my heart in her hands and she still doesn’t know it.
Pulling the brakes is starting to get difficult though: every time I hold her in my arms, every time my lips touch hers and I feel her melt against me, I want to just fall into her and forget about all my worries.
As if on cue, she presses against me, making my cock jump at attention and poke her in the belly.
Tess moans softly, her little curvy frame shaking as she stands on the balls of her feet and winds her arms around my neck, tilting her head back and biting into her full lower lip in what I now know is her way to ask for a kiss.
I stand my ground, not giving in this time. Every time we are this close, I’m the one who initiates things, but not anymore. I need this reassurance from her: I need her to make the first move and prove to me that she wants this, that she wants me.
She frowns a little, leaning into me.
“Axe?”
I smile down at her, kissing her nose, my hands gripping her flaring hips as I fight my desire to just lower them to her ass and knead her plump cheeks as I pull her heat to my aroused, desperate dick.
“Is there something you want, baby?” I ask.
She blushes a deeper shade of pink and looks away. “You know…”
“I do? Yeah I do… but, Tess, if you want it, I need you to be the one that takes it this time.”
She gulps audibly, but doesn’t ask me why, just stares at me until I can see understanding spark in honey-brown eyes.
I feel her hands creep up my neck and the sides of my face, her fingers tickling my beard and she’s so tentative and shy that I expect her to barely peck my lips and then let me take over, but she surprises the fuck out of me by pulling me down to her and kissing me as hard as I’ve ever kissed her, her tongue plunging into my mouth and immediately starting to chase mine.
My eyes widen and my hips pitch forward as I instinctively rub against her. As usual, I hear my conscience screaming for me to keep things from escalating, but Tess moans into the kiss and rocks against my hips, her hands sliding away from my neck and moving down my back and to my ass as she firmly pulls me to her center.
I deepen the kiss even more, devouring her little tongue as my brain shuts down and I forget everything about my good intentions and the talk we’re supposed to be having right now and while I drive my rock-hard cock into the apex of her thighs, I let my hands finally go where they belong and squeezing her firm, sexy ass I pick her up, spreading her open and guiding her legs around my waist.
She breaks the kiss as I start to walk us backward out of the living room and into the hall that leads to my bedroom and I’m almost sure she’s about to ask me to slow things down.
“Axe… I… need you,” she whispers in my ear and the sweet desire that laces her low voice wraps around my balls and makes my dick swell even more as pre-cum slicks its twitching head.
Later, we’ll talk later.
“Fuck, baby… I need you too, so much,” I grit out before I once more crash my mouth on hers, swallowing her whimpers as she clutches me even tighter to her little body.
A few steps into the hall, I give up on the idea of reaching my bed.
I’ve waited too much, teased us too much to make it, even if it would only take seconds.
I push her up against the wall as she moans softly on my lips and my hard cock painfully punches against the zipper of my jeans when I feel the heat of her needy cunt singe me even through the fabric of her skimpy shorts and my pants.