Page 19 of His Love

“Yes sir,” I whispered.

Axel had made his way over to me and was watching our conversation with concern etched on his face.

“Let me talk to him, Paisley. Now,” Leland demanded.

I held out the phone to Axel. “He wants to talk to you.”

He took the phone and walked away.

“It’s my phone,” I grumbled to myself.

I allowed myself one more minute of pouting before I decided to go wait for him in the bedroom. I’d been promised sex… kinda… and it better be the most glorious sex I’d ever had.

Once in my room, I ditched my crutches and stripped off my clothes. Negotiations would probably move faster if I was naked.

I stretched out across my bed. My pussy ached from my arousal. Hoping Axel didn't take too long on the phone, I tried to position myself in a sexy way. How did one go about looking like a sex goddess—especially with a cast on one’s foot? After several position changes, I gave up. Throwing my head back and groaning, impatience nipped at me. Finally, unable to wait any longer, I trailed my own fingers down my stomach and into my panties, I rubbed two fingers over my clit slowly. Just a touch was almost enough to launch me into an orgasm due to being on edge so long. Pinching my nipples with my free hand and pressing a harder on my clit, made starbursts appear behind my eyelids.

“Fuck this,” I grumbled as I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out my favorite vibrator. It was pink with a big head for clitoral stimulation and a thick dick for vaginal stimulation. After squirting some lube on the shaft, I spread my legs. The way the vibrator stretched my pussy felt so good. Positioning it just where I liked it and turning it on before turning it on instantly took my breath away. Who needed a man when you could make yourself feel this good? I ground my ass into the bed and arched my back. My foot throbbed, but not enough to care about.

I closed my eyes as the arousal in my core grew tighter. I was going to come. Oh, it felt so good.

A gasp slipped from my lips as the orgasm rocked my body. I cried out as pulse after pulse of pleasure hit me. Only once every ounce of feel-good was drained from my body did I see Axel leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a very amused expression on his face.

“Oh, naughty girl,” he teased, shaking his head as he entered the room.

“It’s not a rule,” I immediately blurted out, then felt stupid because of course it wasn’t. We didn’t have any rules.

He slowly walked to the bed, removing his clothes as he went. “No, but the fact that your mind immediately thought of that, lets me know you knew you were being naughty.”

“You were talking so long.”

“Yes, I was taking so long to talk to someone who genuinely cares about you. How terrible of me.”

“I’m glad you agree.”

“Now is not the time to sass me, babygirl.”

My core clenched as his tone. I loved being called babygirl. It just did something for my heart, maybe because it had only happened like three times in my lifetime. The way Axel growled it was quickly my favorite.

“You were very naughty,” he continued, as he reached the bed, and stood over me with a devilish grin. “And impatient. I could have brought you so much pleasure, much more than your plastic boyfriend.”

Guilt fluttered in my tummy. That had been very selfish of me, actually. “I'm sorry.”

He smiled. “I know you are, darlin’, and I know you weren’t meaning to be selfish, but I am still going to make you a very sorry Little girl.”

“Are you going to spank me again?” I hated how Little my voice sounded.

“No, baby.”

I sighed in relief.

“You’re going to wish that’s what I was going to do.”

Chapter Seven

Axel

I pressed the vibrating head against Paisley’s clit as she sobbed.

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