Envious Desire
61

Axle

After the phenomenal night Chloe and I spent entangled in each other’s arms on Thursday, a celebration of her acceptance to cohabitate together is warranted. My fears have finally been put to rest. Our lives can commence as desired. Losing loved ones impacts our lives exponentially, evoking us to make rash decisions. My deepest desire is that this isn’t hers.

Despite no connection with Anele, she remained with me until her grandmother was able to retrieve her. Watching her and her things vacate my home pained me a bit. However, I am not her father, and she deserves to be with her true family as fucked up as they may be.

Selena’s mother, Gladys, apologized repeatedly with such sympathy for Selena’s psychotic behavior. She explained Selena has always had a propensity for men of wealth. Apparently, when Selena had a victim within sight, nothing could halt any heinous actions to capture him within her web. Gladys said this was, by far, the furthest extent Gladys has known Selena has gone. She pleaded with me to forgive her daughter.

I informed her I’m not one to hold a grudge. However, time is a requirement for the healing process. She understood my plight and left gracefully, Anele in hand. I shipped Anele’s furniture to her grandmother’s home so she was fully equipped to care for a child.

Veering my eyes towards the kitchen, Chloe is fast at work preparing finger foods for the festivities. Observing her in the kitchen, I reeled with joyful images of her pregnant. She’d embody even more beauty, housing our child within her beautiful physique.

No time like the present! I tramp over to the kitchen with lewd intentions flipping through my mind. Looking up at me as I approach her, lust coats my eyes, triggering the edges of her lips to curl. Without saying a word, she prepares for my welcomed actions, perking her ass for the taking. Grasping her waist with one hand, I guide her chest over. I’m delighted to view her ample cheeks, smiling at me from below with no restrictions hindering our craving.

“Naughty little kitten, aren’t we?” I drawl with saliva building in my mouth.

“I was prepared for, sir. This was a desire of mine.”

Smacking her cheek, I redden her ass for her salacious cravings. Upon connection, her body jolts, causing my dick to twitch. Massaging each cheek, I await her permission to continue. She propels backward into my crotch with her crimson ass, evoking a tent to pop up. Spreading her cheeks, I faceplant. Licking her from clit to asshole, savoring her flavor. She’s already moist, in position, and I can’t wait to dive in and feel her.

Inserting two fingers, her back arches, allowing me to reach around, obtaining her bountiful breast, zoning in on her nipple.

“Axle!”

“Fuck! Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want.”

“I want– I want to cum, Axle. PLEASE.”

“As you wish.”

I replace my way to her clit, creating small, quick circles, enhancing the pace of my fingers pumping in and out of her with each second.

Within moments, she explodes, triggering my cock to crave freedom from its confines. Once her final drop has dripped, I release the Kraken, line up with her entrance, and pound into her soaking wet pussy, listening to the moisture splash with every thrust alongside her seductive moans of pleasure. Fuck! The mixture of sounds drives me insane.

“Lift your leg, baby.”

Adhering to my command, her knees meet the counter, lifting her ass, allowing a better view to observe the gratifying view of my dick stretching her wet pussy lips surrounding my cock.

Placing both hands in front of her, she lifts her chest off the counter, which triggers me to coil around her, massaging her breasts as I ram in and out of her magnificent lips.

Her face nestles in my neck, cooing in my ear, intoxicating me with her actions, evokes me to ram into her harder, triggering more salacious moans to fill my ears.

“Fuck Kitten, you have no fucking idea what you do to me.”

Pulling her leg that’s on the floor, I flip her on her side, placing both her legs to the right side, granting me the perfect angle to watch our body parts join in animalistic heat. Her creamy, bountiful tits bounce with every erratic thrust. Clasping onto her waist, I tug her towards me, creating astounding slapping sounds that match her moans.

“You have no idea how much I love fucking you!” I crave her in every way possible, every day, for the rest of my life.

Lifting both her legs, I place them on the inside of my elbows, scooting her to the edge, coiling around her back, ensuring I slide into the hilt, evoking her to scream in pure ecstasy. I will do everything in my power to ensure these are the only screams she will ever produce for the rest of her life.

“Fuck baby, your moans make my cock crave you even more.”

She allows louder cries of fulfillment to fill my ears, triggering my eyes to shut in pure delight, relishing the sound of her voice in every octave flowing from her pouty lips.

Releasing her right leg, I allow it to fall to the counter, raising the other to my shoulder. Back arched, hands firmly placed behind her, I slow my pace, watching my dick enter and leave her lips.

“Look at it, Kitten.”

Her head bobs downward as instructed, taking in the extraordinary, glistening view of me sliding in and out of her. Moving slowly, I relish the reaction of her pussy tightening on my staff.

“Fuck, Baby. You know exactly what to do to drive me insane.”

“You like that, sir?”

“You fucking know I do.”

The prudency displayed as her lips stretched.

“Bend your leg, Baby. Steady yourself on the counter.”

Obeying my orders, her leg flexes, foot on the counter. I release the other leg to dangle while I fasten on her cheek, tugging her closer, ensuring I’m balls deep. Clasping her neck, just below the ear, her lips connect with mine, capturing her erotic mewls of gratification. Fuck! I could never exist without this woman again. I refuse. I’d die sans her presence. She is the very essence of my survival.

Lifting both legs to my shoulders, my fingers imprint on her hips, hauling her with each thrust to meet my staff. Back meeting the countertop, I observe in fascination as her breasts boomerang at my erratic pace only to heighten her fulfillment, extracting her essence to coat my hardened dick.

Harkening her mewls, urge me to bend at the waist, planting thirsty pecks along the base of her neck, down to her nipples, sucking it between my teeth, nipping just enough for her to wail out, urging me for more.

“YES AXLE! Please! Oh Fuck!”

The sound of her alluring voice is something I’ll ache for the rest of my life. Her sounds create a whirlwind of desire to have her wailing even further. All I long for, my sole mission at this moment, is to extract every ounce of cum from her to the point of hoarseness.

Lifting my chest, I grapple the sides of her rib cage just under her breasts and pound into her like a teenage boy first discovering the pleasure of sex. Her tits bounce with every savage thrust, back bows off the counter as multiple octaves of curses and declarations fill the room. I behold the magnificent view of my dick as it pummels into her, causing the tension in my balls to build, pressuring me to culminate my actions.

Pulling the chair from under the counter, I plop down, snatching her off the counter, placing her heels on the edge of the chair, rising just enough to line myself up with her to lower herself down my shaft. This has become our culmination position of choice. Placing my hands on each cheek, I assist her movements while our lips remain connected. Receding to do the one thing that has become routine during our sexcapades.

Staring into my eager, concupiscent eyes while moving up and down at ease, she whispers in the most erotic voice, “I Love you, Axle.”

My dick twitches every time she expels the words I’ve pined for.

“I love you, Chloe.”

Our lips connect yet again, moans roaring in our mouths, tongues swirling to match our intensified pace. We both seek our climax.

“Baby!” She shrieks, alerting me to her culmination, triggering me to locate her clit to give it just enough pressure as I slam into her, granting her intense pleasure as she splashes, coating my dick with her nectar.

Her insane mewls of hedonistic gratification generate the pressure to release inside her, meeting her core, expelling every last spurt of cum inside her. Holding her hips still, I push her further down my shaft until my dick comes to a complete stop.

The feel of her eyes captures my attention when I grasp the back of her neck, hauling her mere centimeters from my face.

“Chloe Knox, you are the very air I breathe. Love can no longer express what I truly feel for you.”

The edges of her lips tug. “Since you cannot replace the words, I will. I love you, Axle, infinitely. I win!”

She bounces off me, giggling, triggering my chest to vibrate. She’s unpredictable in the best way, and I wouldn’t have it any other fucking way.

Just as she parades around cleaning up after our escapade, the bell chimes for the guests to arrive. Rushing to straighten ourselves and the kitchen, we collect the evidence to welcome the first to arrive.

Sprinting towards the door swinging it open, I’m shocked to see Eric, WITH SHELLY, in the entryway.

“Hey, thanks for coming.” I wave for them to enter.

I greet Eric with a fist bump and Shelly with a kiss on the cheek accompanied by a hug. It makes me smile that they have become friends again. At the very minimum, it keeps our gatherings civil. Shelly heads off to the kitchen to greet Chlo. I hang back momentarily, waiting for women to be out of sight.

“Bro, thank you for coming through with the evidence of Selena’s tryst with Dane. It helped in our case.”

“Nah, don’t mention it. Once I saw it, I knew I had to bring it to you. What’s going on with her case?”

“They are gathering all of the evidence, verifying its validity, and then they will proceed with all criminal charges.”

“That’s great news!”

“Yeah, sooner rather than later, all this shit will be behind us.”

We stroll into the kitchen when the bell alerts me again that we have more guests. Hustling towards the door, I replace Harrison and Victoria conversing in the entryway.

I welcome Victoria with a kiss on the cheek along with a hug and greet Harrison with a hug.

Just as I’m about to shut the door, Noah comes into view, pulling the car door to reveal– JADE stepping out. Not bad, Noah, not bad at all.

Meeting at the door, Jade is first to speak, “Hey Axle.”

“Hi, Jade.”

We exchange niceties.

“Chloe’s inside?”

“Of course she is.”

She rolled her eyes as if asking the question was stupid. We both smiled, and she headed on in.

“Nice to see you, Noah.”

He extends his arm in a firm handshake. Before he proceeds, I grant him with a warning.

“Just an FYI, those ladies are tight-knit, one wrong move, and you’ll end up with a black eye.”

The edges of my lips tug, speaking from experience. His eyebrows raise to his hairline. Walking past me, he nods in acknowledgment.

The festivities ensue as more guests arrive; Jordan, Sharon, Amanda, Jack, Ivy, and even Elijah are here. I still have my reservations about him. Nevertheless, for Chloe’s sake, I kept my demons at bay– for today.

Today was about us reuniting and taking the next step in our relationship. Grabbing my glass of whiskey, I seek Chloe, speaking with Shelly and Eric. Snaking my arm around Chloe’s waist, tugging her towards me, I place a kiss on her temple.

“I can come by next week and help as well.” Eric offered his services.

“Thanks, Eric. We can use all the help we can get.” Shelly appreciates his assistance.

“I was thinking.” Chloe twisted to face me. “Since we’re helping Shelly, I should also move next week. Or is that too soon?”

My heart leaped out of my chest. “Today wouldn’t be soon enough.”

Chloe coils her arms around my neck, planting her lips on mine. I could have fucked her right there with the enthusiasm she displayed in her kiss. Fuck! This woman has me wrapped around her ringless finger.

I’ll wait until she has settled in OUR HOME before I pop the question.

The day goes by with laughter, anecdotes, and future plans. Despite the merriment, I could sense a pair of eyes boring a hole in my head on more than one occasion. I found Amanda gawking at me from afar, bequeathing me an odd, undesired feeling.

Something in her eyes didn’t sit right with me, it felt– off. Searching for Chloe, I observe her in conversation with Elijah. Given their facial expressions and tense figures, I perceive they were in the middle of a heated argument.

I stroll in their direction, triggering Elijah to meet my gaze. Speaks his final word to Chloe before storming out of the house.

“What was that about?”

“Nothing, Elijah and his crazy antics. He needs to replace his way.” Chloe wraps her arms around my waist, embracing me while placing her head on my shoulder.

“I’m beyond elated, Axle. I’m finally home.”

In awe of her expression, I kiss her rosy cheek. “I’m overjoyed you came into my life, Chloe. You are eternity.”

Again, I felt the sear of Amanda’s eyes boring into my flesh. Meeting her gaze, she’s on her cell phone, locking eyes with me. Returning my attention to Chloe.

“Hey, is everything okay with Amanda?”

“I think so? We haven’t had the chance to talk much since I’ve returned.”

“Maybe you should. She was distraught when you were gone. She went to your apartment on your birthday just to feel close to you.”

“What?”

“We both did. I was in a horrible place. I craved to feel near you in any way possible. I found myself in your domicile. She was there as well.”

“She was already there when you arrived?” Her eyes lessened in size.

I bobbed my head in response.

“How?”

“She explained she allowed herself access to your apartment with the keys you granted her when we were all caring for Jade.”

A look of confusion seized her face.

“What’s the matter, Luscious?”

Chloe’s face is that of shock, staring into the windows of my soul. “I never gave her keys, Axle. Shelly is the only person with keys to my apartment.”

Dread– dread filled every pore in my body. Chloe and I searched the crowd that appeared to celebrate our union, to replace Amanda had fled our home.

She fled without a trace.

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