Kiss me

Chapter 9

The drive to Axels house is torturous. I want his lips on mine, I need contact, but I can't distract him from driving. I settle with his arm, tracing patterns with my fingertip. He laughs, slightly ticklish.

"Stop, I have to drive." He can't contain his giggles.

I bring his hand to my mouth, kissing it. "How much longer?"

"5 minutes. You're so impatient."

"It's impossible not to be, with you sitting right across from me."

If his skin weren't so dark, you'd see his blush.

Finally, we pull up into his driveway.

I'm surprised to see his decently sized home. It's quite modern.

"This is yours?"

"Photography brings in a good income."

"It's lucky I met you, then." I smirk playfully.

I quickly open my door, Axel following. He comes up behind me, landing a kiss on my cheek, turning me around, and quite literally sweeps me off my feet.

I laugh against his lips as he caries me inside, my legs wrappef around his waist.

"Im surprised you can carry my fatass up these stairs."

"Shut up." Our lips connect once again.

Finally we reach his room.

He lays me flat on his king sized bed.

"Quite a crib you've got here." I look around.

"House tour?" He perches himself over me on his hands and knees.

"That can wait." I pull him down, flipping around so he's on the bottom. His hands are pinned over his head by me as I slip my tongue into his mouth.

"Maddox" he moans.

That's so hot.

I practically tear off his shirt as he sits up. My arms are wrapped around his neck as I sit on his lap, his around my lower back. He reaches to take my shirt off, a question in his eyes.

My head nods yes.

Both of our shirts now crumpled on the floor, we take full advantage. He turns us around, laying me on the bed, gently kissing both of my scars.

"I admire your strength."

"Good" I say in between breaths.

I scratch at his back, tugging at his hair. He comes back to my lips. My hands wander his chest, rubbing over his hard nips. I trace the grooves of his abs, slowly going down to his waistband. I flip us around, Axel beneath me.

I snake down, biting at his waistband, and snapping it back to his skin. His Adidas joggers are off within seconds. I feel his fingers pull at my hair.

I too pull of my pants, stripped down to my underpants. I feel exposed.

Axel moans, nodding vigorously.

"Please." He moans. This is so hot.

He's as hard as a rock. I'm fully aware of just how big he is.

Answer?
Big. Not that it matters, I mean, look at me.

I massage his inner thighs, placing gentle kisses over his underpants. His legs are absolutely glorious.

His moaning is amazing. I can tell he's loving this.

Ever so slowly I pull down on his waistband, exposing the bits beneath. I waste no time to begin. I've done this a couple times before to a few horny highschool boys in my teenage days. It's a different experience when feelings are involved.

He pulls at my hair, both of us moaning. Never has something like this been so sensual for me.

His load shoots straight into my mouth, I feel his body shaking, riding out his pleasure. I swallow it all. Pro.

I climb back up, kissing him gently, both of our lips swollen.

A few moments later he looks over at me.

"That was... amazing. I don't know where you learned how to do that--" I rais one red eyebrow. "--May I?"

I think. As much as I want it, I'm not ready.

"Not today." I can tell he's dissapointed, but he only places a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Whenever you're ready, I'm ready."

We crawl under the covers tracing each other's bodies.

"Does this mean we're boyfriends?" I ask.

"Hell yea!"

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We lazily lay in bed, just waking up from a well deserved nap. Through his large window, I see the setting sun.

"Beautiful" I remark.

He nuzzle's into the crook of my neck. I feel his light stubble scratching at my chest.

"You're beautiful."

I don't think I've ever met anyone this romantic.

I quickly check my phone to see that Ellis hasn't texted me.

"You stay in bed." I pull the covers off of me, kissing him on the forehead.

"No come back." He whines.

"Wait, you'll see."

I skip to the kitchen, searching through the cupboards for baking ingredients. I'm going to make Ricky's special chocolate chip cookies.

After the batter is mixed and in the oven I stand out on the balcony, the sun barely visible. I stretch, still in just my briefs.

"Maddox." I turn around.

Click

I hear the shutter of a camera, Axel smiling, holding it up.

"You were supposed to stay in bed!"

"I couldn't help it, the smell was too good, and I missed you." I walked over. He pointed to a tank at the end of the large living room.

A puffer fish swam around, puffed up like a spiky baloon.

"Puffer."

"What an original name." He tapped my butt.

"Ur so hot." I went in for a kiss, but Axel backed away.

"one moment." He ran off. The timer dinged, and I pulled out the ooey cookies. The aroma filled the house.

I had plated the cookies and poured 2 glasses of milk, lighting a few candles. I milled throughout the living room for about half and hour, sitting at the fireplace and watching Puffer.

Finally, Axel came back, hands behind his back.

"Here." He handed me a frame. It was the photo he took earlier. The sun added setting shadows to my skin, and he captured my real face, the real me, unposing. It was beautiful.

"Wow." I was speeachless.

"May I put it with my photo collection?"

"Yes, yes, yes, of course!"

He leaned in, locking our lips. The gentle kiss lingered. I couldn't believe I'd only known him for a week.

"Cookies made by my beautiful boyfriend for dinner! I am blessed."

I held him tight, breathing in the scent of mint.