Page 6 of Behind the Mask

Axel

Watching her breakdown like that did something to me. It cracked through my hardened heart and released several emotions, none that I could begin to describe. It hurt to not be the one that was holding her. I knew what she really needed was me, but I couldn’t go to her. She was no longer mine.

My thoughts drifted back to whoever knocked on the door earlier. I wondered who it was that made her freak out like that and run. Who could’ve scared her like that? My mind was spinning from the questions, and all I wanted to do was get her alone so I could get the truth. But what would happen when I found out? Would I go back to my old ways?

My jaw tensed. I had worked hard to get away from being that person who used anger as an outlet. I wouldn’t go back, I couldn’t. I had a life now.

Vanessa and I left the house shortly after Olivia’s breakdown because it seemed like we were imposing on a private moment. Once we made it back to the hotel, Vanessa excused herself to shower, and I took the opportunity to lay down and try to clear my head. But being back in this place withherbrought back memories I hoped to forget.

Olivia placed a hand on his chest as her body moved closer. She was smiling up at him, and it was obvious how turned on he was. My hands curled into fists, and my jaw ticked. She was doing it on purpose, to make me jealous. She knew that I was pushing her away, only she didn't know why.

I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell her what was going on. If she knew how much I needed her now, then it would be all over. The boundary would be crossed, our friendship would be gone, and right now, I needed that more than anything.

The guy she was with put an arm around her back and brought her against him. That should be me. She should be begging me to kiss her, not someone else.

"Hey there, Axel."

I nodded to the blonde who stood in front of me, blocking the view of my best friend. The blonde came up to me and started tracing circles on my biceps. I didn't push her away. She massaged my muscles, and eventually, her hands made it to my chest. As hard as I tried, I couldn't get Olivia out of my mind. My eyes closed and my dick hardened thinking about her body writhing beneath mine.

Her breasts against my chest, and her hands knotting into my hair. My dick twitched, and the blonde gave a seductive smile thinking it was all for her. When I opened my eyes, Olive's hazel eyes met mine.

From across the room she took my breath away. She was the most beautiful woman, and it was so damn hard to keep from going over to her and taking her against the wall. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was curled and flowed down her back perfectly, and her heart shaped lips were outlined with a beautiful crimson lipstick that made me want a taste.

She didn't have to dress slutty to get anyone's attention; all she was standing in was a black tank and a pair of tight blue jeans. She not only had outside beauty, but she was breathtaking inside as well. She had a heart made of gold, and anyone who was able to capture her heart was a lucky man.

The blonde moved her lips to my ear, whispering promising things to me, as Olivia and I gazed in each other's eyes from across the distance. And when she sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth, I was a goner.

I removed the blonde's body from mine, and walked across the room, reaching for Olivia's arm. I dragged her with me. We went through the house until I found an empty room, and once she was through, I had her against the wall.

My lips claimed hers, as if this was where she belonged all along. Her fingers glided into my hair, and I groaned. Having her in my arms was a feeling I couldn't describe. I moved my mouth over hers, coaxing and nibbling as I went. My hips moved into her, and the heat coming from her core drove me to the brink of insanity. I needed her, craved her, and wanted her with every fiber of my being. My lips skimmed down the base of her throat, and my hand pulled her tank down to reveal her red lacy bra. She didn't have the slightest idea what she did to me.

But tonight, she would.

"Baby, are you alright?" My eyes blinked away the memory, as I focused my gaze on Vanessa, who straddled my lap.Naked.

I gulped. My fiancé’s supple breasts stared back at me, but my dick wasn’t hard for her. Instead, it was hard for a little blonde vixen who consumed my thoughts. I never had any issues getting hard for Vanessa, but ever since I came back, someone else desired my attention. My dick twitched, and she took advantage.

She leaned down and unbuttoned my pants, slowly. She held my gaze and slid them down just enough so she could place her mouth over the tip of my dick. It was one thing I liked about her. She was able to sense when I was stressed, and always managed to make me feel better.

As her tongue swirled around the head, and she enclosed it, I couldn't get someone else out of my mind, and I thought about her doing it instead. I thought about Olivia’s heart-shaped lips wrapped around me, her hand working up and down as she sucked my dick. My fingers gripped Vanessa’s hair, moving her head so my length touched the back of her throat. She gagged and I couldn’t hold on any longer.

I held her in place as I shot my load into her, and she took every drop with grace. She leaned up and licked her lips. She smirked, but if she had knownwhoI was thinking about she wouldn’t be so confident.

She got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. Without thinking, I got dressed, grabbed my keys, and phone. I left the hotel with one thing on my mind, and that was getting Olivia Banks out of my head, so I could move on for good.

Chapter Six

Olivia

Axel and Vanessa left shortly after dinner so they could leave me and my parents to talk. But when they left, I completely shut down. My parents begged for me to tell them, but I couldn’t. Telling them would only frighten and anger them. Not to mention, dad’s temper. He wouldn’t stop until he found the person who turned me into this shell of a human being.

As I laid in bed, emotions whirled inside of me. It hurt to see Axel withher,and it hurt knowing he had moved on. There was something about Axel being a fully grown man that made me even more attracted to him. He was a hardened man, and I desperately wanted to crack through that exterior and see how much has changed. But I couldn’t. That was no longer my job, it washers.I knew that I was to blame for the distance that had come between us, but I wondered if he had secrets that he had kept as well.

My mind drifted back to when I answered the door and realized I had seen things as well. Things I never wanted to see, and things I never wanted to feel.Brad Wilson. I thought he was gone. That was why I came back. I didn't care if it made me a coward, but I couldn't face his brown eyes and not remember the black that surfaced in their depths that night. I couldn't forget the sadistic smile he wore, and I would never forget what he did to me after.

I shivered in disgust and tried to block out the memories, as I curled up into a ball. But then, my phone buzzed. I reached over, grabbed it and sucked in a breath when I read what it said.

Unknown: Meet me outside.

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