Page 19 of Wallflower No More

I look up at Brody. “I'll see you inside, my old friend.”

Brody nods at Axel and bends down to give me a smooch on the cheek. “See ya later, kid.

Before Brody can bring his head back up, Axel grabs my hand, and we head back to his truck. I'm 5'8, so I'm taller than lots of girls, and even with my longer legs, it's hard to keep up with him. This boy is nearly running.

He opens the backseat door. Okay? Pushing me in as he follows quickly behind me. Staring into space, he says nothing, his only movement is a slight tapping of his fingers on his thigh. He does that when he's nervous or trying to control his temper. Over the silence, I attempt to make conversation. “What did you want to talk about?”

Axel mumbles something unintelligible. Yeah, I'm not staying here all night. Sliding over, I make my way to the other door, but he grabs my arm. “Scarlett, don't go.”

“What's going on, Axel?” If he doesn't answer me this time, I’m done with this.

“If Brody hurt you so bad, why are you still such good friends with him? And when you need help, don't call Toby. Call me. I'm your person, remember.” His eyes search mine earnestly, and the protective guard he always has in place is down.

Placing my hand on his cheek, I answer honestly. “If it means so much to you, then you'll be my first call. And I don't know. Yes, Brody hurt me. He led me on and went out of his way to make me think that we stood a chance, but he was also always there for me when Janet or one of her friends went after me. It's not okay what he did, but at the end of the day, he had my back, and that means something to me.”

Axel nods his head in understanding and gives me a light peck on my lips. An electric current buzzes throughout my body. “Listen, like I've already told you, I'm terrible at this, but I'll make it my own personal mission not to have you second-guessing my intentions. You won't ever have to wonder what is between us. And I hope you realize there won't be any other girls.”

I smile. That's sweet, so of course, I have to make a joke out of it. “Because the VD has to clear up first?”

He almost giggles. “Something like that. You want to make any such declarations?”

“I never go home with anybody. I don't see that changing any time soon.” I admit, shrugging.

“Cool. Sounds like two people not going home with anybody else.” He looks at me with his eyebrow raised. It must be his signature move.

“Exactly. Well, minus the else part in that sentence.”

He rolls his eyes. “We will be staying together most nights, Scarlett. I’ll let you in on a little secret, though. I won't fuck you until you're begging for it.”

My eyes widen. “Well, looks like you'll be fucking your hand then because this girl doesn't beg.”

He smirks. “Darlin' need I remind you that you've already begged for my mouth and fingers.”

“I'm having a hard time picturing you as the nerdy type.” I change the subject because he's not wrong. So, I retort with a laugh.

“Get to know me, but first, we need to set some ground rules for our relationship.” He licks my lips.

I hold out my hand. “Sounds like a plan. Let's shake on it.”

“I don't shake the pretty girl's hands. I kiss them instead.” Axel leans in, and I follow. His kiss is sweet at first, almost reverent, but quickly turns hungry. He sits me sideways on his lap, and we both fight for dominance. He's clearly winning. Holding out my arms, I gently push him back. His lips are swollen and pink and we're both breathless. “Wow.” He lets out slowly.

“Yeah. Ditto.” Every time we kiss, it's different but always unforgettable.

“How about Wednesday through Sunday we stay together? Mondays and Tuesdays are our “me” time. To chill with friends, study whatever.” He nibbles on my ear, making it very hard to concentrate on anything else.

Barely suppressing a moan, I answer. “Fair enough. But I think on those days there should be limited contact. Where will we stay?”

A dark look shadows his face, but he doesn't protest, only nods. “One week at your place, the next week at mine.”

“Do we act like we're really dating in front of everyone? Including your friends?” I hate myself for asking but I need to know.

He kisses my shoulder and rubs his hand up and down my thighs. He waits so long that I don't think he will answer, but he does. “Yeah, I won't be able to keep my hands off you in front of them. You're driving me fucking mad, Scarlett.” His mouth finds mine, and our tongues speak with words we don't want to say aloud. Words that we may never utter to one another. He slides his hand inside my leggings and growls when he feels how soaked I am through my panties. “You're such a good fucking girl. Open them wider for me, baby girl.”

Wanting to please him, I do as he asks me to. He pulls my leggings down past my knees, then cups my pussy. Teasing me, Axel takes his middle finger and rubs the length of my slit. “Please.”

His voice is strained. He takes the remainder of the bottom half of my clothes off. “Go sit on my console and lean back.” When I comply, he spreads my legs and places his face in between them. He breathes my scent in deeply, sighing with contentment. I’m beyond embarrassed spread out like this but not enough to look away from his penetrating gaze. “Scarlett, I'm going to eat you, and you better not come until I tell you to. Is that understood?”

My head bobs up and down in understanding because words are too hard right now. He licks inside my folds and settles on my clit, sucking hard. My breath hitches. Damn. He's only just started, and I'm close to coming. He takes a finger and enters my pussy, and there is no holding back my moan of pleasure. He's purposely going slow. “Axel, please!”