Page 66 of Keeping His Babygirl

“Daddy!”

“That’s it, babygirl. Take my cock like a good girl. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”

He thrusts forward again, hard. I cling to him as he hits me with one devastating thrust after another. “Yes! Oh God, I’m gonna come…”

He sits up on his knees so that I’m sprawled under him. He looks like an Adonis, muscles flexing as he moves into me. Just the sight of him is enough to have any woman on her knees ready to please him. And he’s mine. All mine.

He licks his thumb, and I know exactly what he has planned. I nearly lose my mind when his thumb touches my oversensitive clit. He nearly destroyed me with his mouth, and now he’s pushing me over the edge with his cock deep inside me and his thumb on my clit. I claw at his wrist, trying to pull his hand away. He slaps my thigh with his free hand in warning. The slight pain drives me even closer to my release.

“Come, babygirl,” he commands.

And because he owns my body unlike any other, I submit to his command. My whole body seems to explode from the pleasure of my release. My pussy clenches around him, and my back arches. I cling to him as I’m wracked with the intensity of it all. Lights flash behind my eyes, and I swear I lose consciousness for a moment.

Axel buries himself to the hilt, and I feel his cock kick inside me as he fills me with his release. I let out another moan as his heat washes over me. He collapses on top of me, barely catching himself on his elbows before he completely crushes me. Not that I would mind. I crave the closeness right now. I’d be happy if we stayed just like this forever.

He presses a kiss to my forehead, my cheek, my nose, then my lips. He lingers there for a moment before pulling away to look down at me. “I love you, Addy.”

Those tears that I pushed aside come back to the forefront, and I know that this man will be there no matter my fears or worries. I never stood a chance when it came to him. He showed up at the right moment in my life and showed me that I can love again. That my future can be full of life and love instead of grief and sorrow.

“Why are you crying, babygirl?” he asks, wiping my tears away.

“Because I love you,” I say through my tears.

“Don’t cry, my love. It tears me up inside when you do.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just so happy.”

He shakes his head with a slight smile. “As long as they are happy tears.”

“Deliriously happy tears.”

“Good.”

He rolls us so that I’m lying on top of him. He strokes my back, and I let out a content sigh. I listen to the steady thrum of his heart, enjoying the quiet of the room. I want to take a snapshot of this moment so that I never forget how I feel right now.

I feel hope for a bright and happy future. Something I haven’t felt in a long, long time, and it’s all thanks to Axel. He’d probably say that it’s because of me, but I would have to disagree. If I had never met him, I would never have faced my grief head-on. I might’ve stumbled along the way and ran from what he was offering me, but because of him, I found the strength to make my way back to him.

We lay together for a long time. He never stops touching me. His hand lightly runs up and down my spine, then combs through my hair, then he strokes my back again. It feels wonderful, and I’m loathe to get up, but it’s late and time to go home to Henry.

“It’s getting late…”

“And you need to get home to Henry,” he says.

“Yeah, I do.” I don’t move a muscle towards leaving though.

“You’ll have to get up.”

“I don’t want to leave you,” I whine.

He lightly slaps my ass. “You aren’t leaving me anywhere. I’m coming home with you.” He slaps my ass again. “Now get up and get dressed before I decide to never let you leave this bed.”

I giggle and do as he says because I really do have to get home to relieve Marsha from babysitting duty. Once we are both dressed, we walk hand in hand out of the private room. He pulls my hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles. I smile at the sweetness. I could definitely get used to all these little shows of affection.

When we walk past a big group of people chatting and laughing, Tessa jumps up from her seat and starts towards us. Her big boyfriend catches her around the waist and pulls her down onto his lap. She struggles for a few seconds and then gives up. Instead, she waves her arms in the air and gives two thumbs up.

Axel chuckles and waves but doesn’t stop leading me toward the door. “I have a feeling there’s a story there.”

“Let’s just say that Tessa is Team Addy and Axel.”

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