Envious Desire
60

Chloe

Two days ago was so surreal. Watching the terror consume Selena’s face was such a pleasure. That female has caused nothing but absolute terror since I met her. The audacity of her to attempt to pass off another man’s child as Axles.

I’m meeting Shelly for lunch today. We still have things we need to discuss. Arriving at the restaurant, that chill claws its way up my spine again. I refuse to allow my past to control my future. No one is out to get me. He’s dead. However, he did state there were two other people involved. But one of them assisted me when he attacked.

UGH! No! It’s over. Stop it Chloe! MOVE FORWARD.

As I grasp the handle for the restaurant, another hand covers mine, causing me to jump out of my skin.

“Chill, Chlo. It’s just me.” She raised her hands in defense.

“Sorry, Shell.” I shake my head at my nonsensical reaction. “Let’s head inside.” I widen my eyes. “I’m starved.”

Ordering our meal, an awkward silence fills the room. Shelly looks perplexed in her emotions at the moment. Reaching across the table, I canopy her hand, informing her she’s not alone.

“Purge your thoughts, Shell.”

Expelling an exasperated breath. “I’m just exhausted from everything. My relationship with Eric, my mother passing, and her house.”

Her eyes drift to the floor. “I was there that Sunday Axle came over. I finally mustered up the courage to see my childhood home that day, leaving you two to work out your differences.”

Expelling another breath, she continues, “Life is so short, Chloe. We never know when it will end.” Her eyes replace mine with a hint of anguish.

“I love you Chloe. You are the sister I always wanted and was fortunate enough to have in my life.” Her eyes well up, red and sparkling.

My heart lurched at her words, evoking tears to build in my eyes. “Oh, Shelly.”

“Let me finish, Chlo. You’re family! You are the most important person in the world to me. We’ve had fights and gotten through them. We’ve both made mistakes and learned from them. You have a phenomenal soul, and you deserve love, Chloe. You deserve it more than anyone I know.” She grasped my hands, evoking liquid to cascade down my face, infiltrating my mouth.

“YOU ARE WORTH LOVE CHLOE. LOVE YOURSELF ENOUGH TO KNOW YOU ARE WORTH IT.”

I nod my head in acceptance of her words. We embrace tears, filling the air between us.

Receding from her grasp. “You deserve love too, Shell.”

“I know I do, and maybe this is the wrong decision. Only time will tell, but I’ve decided to grant Eric a chance at friendship. That’s it. Although I acknowledge his effort, I’m still too hurt for anything else.”

Nodding my head, who am I to denounce her choice?

“I’ll be here for you every step of the way, Shell. With or without him in your life. Just know he gets out of line.”

Shelly’s smile lights up the room and my heart, fully aware of where I’m going with my statement.

She continues, “As for the house– it’s ours, and I want to know if you are okay with me moving into it?”

In exasperation. “Of course, it’s your mother’s house, Shell.”

“Our mother’s house.” She corrects me to remind me weAREfamily regardless of bloodlines. My lips tug at her correction.

“I have to work this Saturday so it will be difficult. I was thinking of moving in the following Saturday, June 19th. Are you available to help me move that day?”

“Of course, I am.” Hope and elation fill my heart. She’s healing.

After agreeing to assist her in moving, our food arrives. We spoke of the possibilities of the future and what our crazy dreams were as children. Having a double wedding, having children at the same time. It all seems possible now, but there is still one more thing I have to do to take my step towards recovery.

Shelly had to return to work, and I had to text Axle.

Chloe: Are you free tonight?

Axle: For you, always.

Chloe: Your place. 7pm?

Axle: See you then.

Chloe: Perfect 😘

Placing my phone in my pocket, I scurry home to prepare for tonight.

Arriving at Axles home, I’m excited to be here; knowledgeable Selena will not interrupt our evening. Ringing the doorbell, my nerves spark to life. Axle swings the entryway open, revealing his laid-back yet handsome appearance.

A well-fitted long-sleeved half button-up shirt, top three buttons undone, sleeves pulled up to reveal his well-defined forearms and intricate tattoos. He adorns ripped-up jeans that sculpt his legs, exposing every muscle that contracts and expands with each movement.

Damn, this man is mouthwateringly handsome. I think he lost his calling. He should have been a model. 😉😜

“Chloe, you look radiant, as always.” I could see the inferno behind his slate hues, triggering my core to throb in desperate need.

He steps to the side, allowing my entry when his hand captures my waist, tugging me towards him. My arms automatically coil around his neck. His head dips, nose grazes my neck as he inhales a deep breath.

“I’ve missed your scent.” His lips replace mine, his tongue dips out, licking. I grant him access, allowing our hot, wet tongues to meet, lapping in an erotic exchange of pleasurable satisfaction.

Pulling back, I peer into his hooded, dark hues.

“I love you, Axle.”

His eyes blink at the abruptness of my declaration.

“Today was an eye-opening day for me, Axle. Life is short, and instead of wasting time, afraid of my emotions and contemplating the worst situations. I promise to try my best to allow love into my life– into us. So much has happened in such a short amount of time. Just a year ago, I walked into the coffee shop, and my life shifted in the best way possible. You broke down every wall I ever built and shattered them to pieces. Yes, we’ve made mistakes, but no matter what, we always seem to replace our way back to each other. That has to count for something, and I will not waste another moment afraid of what could be and live in the moment of love we have created.”

Axle’s lips tugged to the point of ripping, “Move in with me, Chloe. Your key is still in the box.” He ruffles through the side table drawer in the hall, hoisting the box towards me.

Grasping the box, tears overflow as my head bobs up and down. “YES!”

Our lips connected in an all-consuming, soul-shattering kiss that shook me to my core. Never have I felt anything so powerful before in my life.

Our kiss turns into a feverish, passionate spectacle of animalistic pleasure. I reach for his shirt, yanking it over his head. Hands cascade to his pants, unbuttoning them, lowering the zipper at lightning speed, shoving everything to the floor.

My mouth waters at the sight of him. I crave this man more than I could have ever imagined anyone would need someone to breathe.

Stepping back in all his male dominance, a switch flips in his eyes.

“Take off your clothes.”

Grasping his hand, I pull him towards the sofa, pushing him to sit before me. Towering over him, situated between his legs, I pull my shirt over my head, tossing it in his lap. A wolfish grin materializes across his face. Twisting so my backside faces him, I undo my pants, bending over pulling my pants to my ankles.

“Fuck, Chloe.”

I peer over my shoulder to view his eyes deadlocked on my ass and his Adam’s apple bobs. My core twitched with an ache I longed to satisfy. Upright, I unhook my bra, twisting to face him, allowing the material to drop before him, letting my breast have the freedom to be gawked at and used by him.

I crave his touch, the sensation of his skin on mine. The way my body reacts to him is unbelievable. Someone can hold such control over one’s body.

Axle

She licked her lips, teasing me. Fuck, how I want to ravage every last inch of her body, replacing every last memory of each part being touched with a new one. Bending at the knees, she places herself between my knees, grasping me at the base. She lifts it up, sucking on my balls.

“FUCK!”

Damn, I missed her kink. I fucking love that she works my balls along with my shaft. Licking from the bottom of my balls, up the base of my staff, making her way to the crown, she laps her tongue, igniting every fucking nerve in my cock.

Fucking shit! I’m ready to cum just by the look in her eyes as she’s working my member. Her mouth suctions to my shaft, working her throat to swallow me whole, taking me to the base, licking the top of my balls with her tongue.

“FUCK CHLOE!”

Bobbing her head up and down, she works my shaft in a corkscrew motion while her other hand handles my balls. The multiple sensations of both hands, her mouth, and her tongue are driving me to the brink of fucking insanity. My head falls back, enjoying every fucking second of her salacious movements. I crave her like a fish to water. Lifting my head, I replace the voice to finally speak.

“Stand!”

Extracting me from her mouth, she releases me with a loud pop, evoking my cock to jerk, missing her mouth already.

“Straddle me.”

Stepping on the sofa, she straddles above me on her feet. Grabbing each cheek, I assist her, lowering her and guiding her down my shaft. Easing her with a slow and steady pace, our lips connect. Hot, yearning tongues swirl in a feverish, passionate, endless kiss as her hips accelerate. Receding, never ceasing our hedonistic movements, I grasp her face.

“I love you Chloe. I’ve wanted this for longer than you could ever imagine.”

With tears in her eyes, her movements cease. “I have loved you for so long, Axle. Longer than I could ever admit. I love you. I love you, Axle. You have me... completely.”

Her hands slide up my neck, cupping my face, kissing me with intense need. She begins to gyrate her hips at an exasperated speed, building the tension in my balls.

“Fuck!”

I shut my eyes, savoring the sensation she’s placing on my shaft. Her moans fill my ears, triggering me to grasp both cheeks, guiding her actions, moving her expeditiously.

I grasp one of her breasts, sucking in her nipple, coaxing a loud wail of pleasure to cause my cock to twitch.

“Axle,” she barely whispers.

“I know baby, I know... cum for me.”

Keeping our pleasurable pace, I reach for her clit, placing just enough pleasure for her body to tense around me. Her whimpers heighten, intensifying my need for ultimate gratification.

Slow and steady, I assist her final wails in escaping as she trickles down my shaft, coating my balls in her essence.

Body ceasing, I guide her up and down, extracting more mewls of pleasure to flow in our endless kiss. Increasing in speed, the tension erupts as I culminate, pushing further into her, her back arches!

“FUCK CHLOE!”

Her body goes limp as I lean on her chest. Fuck, I haven’t cum like that since the last time we had sex. There is no one else for me, and I’ll ensure she is abundantly aware of that every day for the rest of her life.

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