Page 58 of Blinded By Loyalty

“I love you,” I muttered against her lips.

“And I love you,” she replied, dropping to her knees. Her eyes swooped up as she took me into her mouth, and I went weak in the knees. She hadn’t sucked me off before. She’d wanted to, but I wouldn’t let her. I didn’t have the patience to wait when I was desperate to be inside her. But now, I’d be a fool to stop her.

She licked the underside of my cock, nipping the tip with her teeth when she pulled it almost all the way out. I tingled from my spine down to my legs.

Burying my fingers in her silky hair, I held her head firmly as I thrust my hips, hitting the back of her throat. Her eyes widened in surprise, but I was in control in the bedroom. Since our first time, I dominated her and I wasn’t about to stop now.

“You like my cock in your mouth, baby? Like it hitting the back of your throat, making you choke and your eyes water?”

She nodded as a tear slipped out of her eye.

I wasn’t brutal with her. I could never be. But I wasn’t gentle either, feeding her my cock. When she had me rock hard, all I wanted was to be buried deep in her pussy. Not her mouth and not her little virgin hole, which I hadn’t made mine yet. Hell, I didn’t know if I wanted to after all. When I came inside her, I wanted to see her eyes and kiss her lips. If we would have had a lifetime together, I’d slow down and savor each moment.

But I was living on borrowed fucking time.

My balls drew up, and I jerked my cock out of her mouth.

“What’s wrong?” She made a sad face.

“Nothing, sweetheart. But when I come, I want to be inside your pussy and not your mouth.” I helped her to her feet and pushed her onto the bed.

“Okay, if you’re sure. I was enjoying sucking your dick.”

“It was great, for sure. But this is better.” I slammed into her and all was right in my world. This was where I was meant to be. Deep inside her warm, wet pussy. I felt like a fucking king as she stared up with her eyes shining like melted chocolate and a radiant smile on her delicious lips. When we were in bed together, I was a king and Miss Simone St. James was my queen.

Our bodies moved in perfect cadence as we chased our orgasms. My damn heart hammered against my ribs, willing time to stand still. I wasn’t a praying man, never had a reason or half a mind to care about some higher power able to bestow blessings. But right now, I prayed for a miracle so I could be with this magnificent woman for the next sixty years. I’d do anything to love her until we were old and gray, grumpy and wrinkled. I was sure we’d still be passionate about each other and more in love than ever.

“Axel!” she cried, bearing down on my cock and milking it. It set me off and I exploded inside her, painting her insides with my cum.

I closed my eyes, imagining a junior version of Simone. A little girl with the same gorgeous brown eyes and pink lips. She’d have my brains and stubbornness but Simone’s big heart. She would be the oldest and would rule over her brothers and be best friends with Will and Miranda’s daughter, Mia. Our two families would spend birthdays and holidays together, take family vacations to exotic places. We’d never have a nanny and would take our kids to the beach like parents should and build sandcastles and eat snow cones.

Our children would have the best childhoods out of all their friends. They would know they were cherished and adored. Loved to the moon and back.

“Axel? Baby, are you okay?” Simone’s voice pulled me out of my reverie. “Baby, what’s wrong?” The worry in her voice made my eyes flash open.

It was then I understood. I sniffled and wiped my tears off of her beautiful face. “I’m sorry.”

“Where were you? I called your name at least a dozen times.” She swiped her thumbs under my eyes. “God, Axel. Talk to me. What’s going on with you? I know something’s wrong. I can feel it in my soul.”

I shook my head and dropped my lips to her neck. What in the fuck was happening to me? Jesus Christ, I was out of control. “I’m fine, sweetheart. That climax was powerful.”

She furrowed her brow. “I don’t believe you. Are you saying it was painful?”

In a way, it was painful, emotionally speaking.

“Do you need a doctor? I can take you to the ER.”

“No, I’m fine. Really.” I rolled onto my back, taking her with me. She straddled my hips and draped her body over mine so I could hold her.

I was sure she’d question me some more, but maybe she’d wait until morning. Right now, I just wanted to snuggle her close, skimming the tips of my fingers over her satiny skin and absorbing her sweet essence into my soul so I could take it with me into the afterlife.

23 Simone

I LISTENED TO his heart beating under my cheek. He had a fitful night’s sleep, mumbling and writhing at times. When I tried to wake him, he grabbed onto me, squeezing the air out of me, then settled down. This repeated several times throughout the night. I desperately wanted to know what was going on with him. He was keeping something from me. It drove me crazy trying to imagine what it could be.

I knew how worried he’d been for me, but York and his men found Cooper. He confessed to spare his life. I was told he would never bother me again. I didn’t know what York meant, nor did I ask for clarification. I had a feeling it wasn’t good though.

I honestly was safe. So whatever was going on with Axel couldn’t have anything to do with me. I was safe, the threat eliminated.