Running From The Big Bad Wolf

9.

It has been two days since that night. I've been avoiding Axel again but not wanting to stay in my room.

I roamed around the house, bored. I noticed that not as many people were around.

I went to the kitchen to get something to eat when I instantly turned on my heel, walking away. He was in there, on the phone, a bottle of water in his hand.

Fuck it, I'll starve. I thought to myself. I went to the sitting room, standing by the arch to the dining room, waiting for Axel to leave the kitchen.

I could hear him talking and I zoned out while I waited. I wish Eli would just come home. I miss him terribly. I stared at a picture on a bookshelf of Eli and I. It was only taken six months ago. He were both smiling widely, my arms around him, his arms around me.

Then someone got in my view and I frowned before realising who it was and sighed.

"Are you done avoiding me?"

I shook my head as I straightened up to go to the kitchen.

I felt my hand being pulled and I froze, looking at the offending item.

"You can't keep avoiding me. Follow me." Axel said as he let me go and went for the study.

Grumbling, I followed, letting him close the door behind me.

Before I knew it, I was spun around, hands on my waist and Axel was kissing me.

I tried to push him off, but his grip on me was tight. "What are you doing?" I screeched at him.

"Kissing you."

"No!" I cried out, turning my head away. "You can't!"

"I can and I will." Came his authoritive tone.

With wide eyes, frozen on the spot, Axel kissed me again, playing with my lips, trying to pry them open with his tongue.

I felt his fingers on my sides, his thumbs poking in to my hips and it made me gasp at the little pain.

Axel took advantage of his little torture, slipping his tongue in to my mouth. I tried to pull back, but I couldn't.

His lips left mine but stayed on my skin, placing kisses on my jaw then down my neck as I turned my head and moaned.

Then there was a knock on the door and Axel gripped me tighter. "What?"

"Boss, the target -"

"Alright!" He snapped out.

Target?

Axel let me go and grinned at me. "Another time, baby." Then he left the room.

I felt so hot and flushed. My breathing was shallow and my lips felt swollen.
My knees were weak and threatened to give out.

I left the study and raced to my room. I spent the rest of the day in there, praying for Eli.

It wasn't till late that night that I heard the knock on my bedroom door. I was sitting crossed legged on my bed, reading.

I stared at the door, not answering, hoping whoever was on the otherside left. But instead the door opened and Axel walked in.

I suppressed a groan and closed the book, leaving it on the bed as I got up. "Get out." I pointed to the door.

"Come downstairs." He stated.

"Is it Eli?"

Axel frowned and shook his head.

"Then no." I stated back, crossing my arms.

Axel came closer, towering over me, looking down at me. "Caitlyn."

His voice was low and it was lowering my guarded heart. I can't fall for him. I shouldn't. But I have fallen for him and I'm trying to fight it.

"I don't want to go downstairs." I whispered in a calm tone.

"Why are you still awake? It is nearly two in the morning."

Is it? Have I been reading that long?

I felt myself getting lost in his eyes. "I can't sleep."

I saw how his eyes glazed over. How they darkened even more if it was possible.

"Why is that?"

"Nightmares." And they were in a sense. Nightmares raise fear. I am scared of them, but not out of fear. Out of lust. My dreams are causing me to lose sleep.

But Axel looked slightly disappointed that he wasn't the reason. Little did he know, he was the reason but I wasn't telling him that. That would be horrifying.

"How did you know I was still awake?"

"You're light. Every night around this time you usually stop walking about."

I frowned at his words. "Are you spying on me?"

"No, I hear your movements." Was his short reply. I pouted at that. But I still took it as spying.

Axel stepped back and closed my bedroom door, staying in the room and I looked up in confusion.

But before I could ask him what was he doing, he kissed me again, hard and passionately.

It was so strong and deep and my knees wanted to give out, my stomach twisted.

I stopped thinking and went with it, my hands sliding down his chest. Then I did something. I took his shirt off.

Then before I knew it, we were both naked. We were both on the bed, kissing, hands exploring.

I told Axel I slept with someone, an ex boyfriend I was getting over but that wasn't the case. I never had a boyfriend. I never had sex.

Until now.

I never experienced love and kissing and sex and orgasms until Axel came along.

I gave him me. I gave him my virtue. I know I shouldn't have but I got carried away. It was my dreams in reality. Real deja vu. This was something I was avoiding, something I didn't want and now it happened.

There was no going back.