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I lay breathing heavy, lost for words when he leans over to stroke my face and steals a kiss, “That’s what you deserve.” He smiles.

It may have just taken me a few seconds to be able to manage moving but it felt like I was laying there for days, unable to ever move again in life but when I sit up and look at him, I see that he’s still fucking hard. It’s time for me to return the favor. On my knees, I tell him, “Come here.”

He leans forward and I take his face in my hand, kissing him long and slow. “That was fucking amazing,” I whisper as he starts to move his mouth toward my neck. I grip his jaw hard and kiss him again before I whisper against his lips, “Get ready for payback.”

I move my kisses to his neck and he wraps his arm around my waist. I give him both my lips and tongue as I make my way across his chest, down his stomach, to his Adonis belt, and down to his dick which I only kiss for now. Then as I lower myself between his legs to remove the anal plug, I arch my back so that he can see my ass. I suck on his balls while running my finger along the tip of his penis and then I ask him, “Ready?”

“Fuck yes,” he says.

“On your knees,” I tell him as I put on my strap on. I leave the vibrating option off because my clit is just too fucking sensitive plus as a reward for how he just turned me out, I want to focus entirely on his pleasure, not mine because I’m unsure if I can even handle more pleasure myself.

I grab some more lube and place it on his now puckered hole. I kiss his ass before leaning over so that my face is resting against his back and the dildo is brushing up against his entrance. I begin by reaching underneath and stroking his dick as I start to inch my way in. He shudders, “Oh god, yes. Slow,” he whispers and I do as he asks, wanting only to love him not hurt him, focusing on his consent.

The deeper I go, the more his whimpers get out of control and the way his voice takes on that higher pitch when he’s being fucked from behind is at the top of my list for the sexiest things I’veeverheard. I raise my body now that I’ve got most of this strap-on dick inside of him and I start massaging his lower back while I maintain a slow, delicious pace, watching him turn his head to the side to watch me, licking his lips.

I move my hands down to squeeze and rub his ass, spreading his cheeks as I keep thrusting waiting for his cue to go faster. He whispers it and I start picking up the pace, only a little faster than I was going before. The slapping sound of the lube, the strap on, and my hips colliding are like music. I run my hand against his back, exploring the landscape before licking up the base of his spine. “Oh fuck,” he moans. “Faster, please,” he pants. I pick my pace up and he yells, “Harder.” And I oblige him, riding his ass until he falls face down into the bed.

I grab him by the back of the neck and push myself further inside of him, driving it deeper. “Is that okay?”

He nods, his face looking like he is going to burst into tears, “Yes, yes. Oh fucking god, yes.”

I want to see his face as he comes. I want to feel the warmth of him against my stomach so as his breathing becomes more shallow, I slap him on his ass and say, “Turn around.”

“Fuck,” he says, spinning around and smiling back up at me. When I push his knees up and grab hold of his dick, his smile falls away and it’s replaced with need. I pull at his hips to bring him forward as I place the dildo at his hole, placing only the tip in and pulling it out, playing with it, teasing him as I apply some more lube to my hands and start massaging his balls and making my hand a tight sweet hole, pulling it along the length of him.

I add more of the lube to his hole and insert the dildo again, still slow but a little faster than last time since his muscles are more relaxed how and as I begin thrusting, he reaches forward to hold on to my breasts, pull on my nipples and my clit is lit up again, my pleasure along with his intensifies and right at the moment he loses control, his hands fall away from my breasts, his face contorts and his whimpers come faster in between as he grabs hold of the sheet, sending me over the edge as I hear him cum and watch his face while he does it.

I’ve milked both his prostate and his dick at the same time and his milk squirts against my chest and belly. I pull the dildo out and fall over on top of him. He squeezes me in a hug, kissing the top of my head, saying, “God, I fucking love you.”

“I love you too, A,” I say.

I almost forget that this needs to end soon and as he begins to doze off to sleep, I am hit again with the assaulting memory that this is it. I need to get the sedative in him before he goes to sleep.

“Care for a glass of wine?” I ask him.

“I’m already intoxicated.” He stretches and cups my ass.

“I’m in a celebratory mood and I don’t want to drink alone. I promise we can go to sleep after.” I kiss his nipple.

He jiggles my ass a little before easing himself upright. “Okay, why not?” he says and as I start to get up, he pulls me back. “You’re fucking amazing, you know that right?” he asks before kissing me.

And guilt punches me in the gut. He won’t be thinking that in the morning. I smile and kiss him back, long and hard before breaking it and heading to the kitchen in the nude. I pour myself and him a glass of wine, only spiking his, and returning to the room where I watch him drink it. He places his glass on the nightstand and stretches his arms out. “Come back to bed.”

I finish my wine and put my glass next to his before climbing back in with him. I know he’s about to fall asleep so I wait for his snore. Just before it comes, he murmurs, “Wait, what are we celebrating?” And he doesn’t wait for the answer, he nods off.

I raise myself from the bed. I have about three hours to get out of here now but that’s more than enough time. I run my hand over his sleeping face. I know why Axel needed to detach himself from us. I know the sense of control is triggering and I admire him for his strength to leave and live by his own rules. I have no interest in ruining that for him. I wouldn’t dream of sharing what I learned from Calder with him. He and I are a lot alike but vastly different. I want him to have what he needs to recover from everything that happened to him, in a way that’s healthy because I know that’s what he wants.

I caress his face and run my hand through his hair once more before whispering, “Be free Axel. You deserve it.” I kiss him on the lips and grab my stuff from the room, carrying a change of clothes with me in the bathroom where I shower again.

Chapter 26

Julissa

Iparkmycardown the street and throw my bag over my back, making the trek one last time up that godforsaken dirt path. This time, I won’t hide because I’ve decided that I want to be the last face he sees, the last voice he hears.

On approaching his door, I mess my hair up a bit before I knock. “Ah, I’m coming, I’m coming.” I hear the old ass from behind the door. So much blood is pumping through my veins that I start twitching and I have to take deep breaths to keep a cool and innocent stance.

The door opens and I already know what my game plan is so I don’t take the time to satisfy my urge to tear his eyes that are staring at me out of his head. “Hi,” I say in a soft tone. “I um, I’ve been hiking since this evening and I thought I could make it back before nightfall but I got lost. I’m sorry, I’m new around here and I’m not too acquainted with the surroundings. I know it’s a lot to ask but is it okay if I um stay here for the night. I’m sorry, I know it’s too much to ask. It’s just so scary out here, all by myself,” I say, hoisting the bag up some more, pretending that it’s just too heavy for me to carry.

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