Page 142 of Sweet Hate
His words might say that, but his bright red cheeks and pained expression say something entirely different. I straight up kneed him in the baby makers.
What if I’ve killed all his baby batter? How could we make a baby?
Make. A. Baby.
What the actual fuckity fuck, Haven Blake?
You’re in the middle of an existential life crisis, and now you’re talking about making babies with your lifelong best friend that you’re fucking but should absolutely not be in love with?
There will be no babies.
Jesus Christ.
Apparently, I’ve made it all about me again because Axel is lifting and cradling me on his lap.
“Wait, won’t this hurt your?—”
“Nope, the pressure is just what I need, and since your fine ass is the one who made them feel bad, it’s also going to be the one to sit on top of me till they feel better.”
His arms tighten around me, and I’m sure something stirs against my butt.
Yep, he’s got a boner now. Well, I can’t have mutilated him too badly if he can get it up already, thank god.
“Seems like they’re feeling better now.” I grind on his hard dick to prove my point.
“Ignore him, he’s a masochist.”
That comment has me dissolving into giggles, which spurs him into laughing too, so now we are both just sitting on the floor cackling like maniacs.
When we calm down enough to communicate like adults, it suddenly dawns on me that he’s supposed to be on shift at the firehouse.
“What are you doing here? Aren’t you working today?”
“I had a few hours blocked out with Cap’s permission to take my mom to her doctor’s appointment, and since I had time to spare, I thought I’d drop in and see my favorite girl.
Didn’t expect to get assaulted for my trouble, though.”
“I really am sorry! I wasn’t expecting anyone to be there.”
He boops me on the nose with his finger, a smirk spreading over his too sexy stubbled face.
“You’re cute. It’s OK, Sprinks, it’ll take a lot more than that to knock me down.” He thrusts his hips beneath me and steals my breath, grinding his still hard cock into me. “Now, are you going to tell me why I found you sitting on the floor in the first place?”
Ohhhh nothing, I just need to decide if I stay here or leave town again and whether I’m actually in love with you or just dick dazzled.
“Pass.”
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AXEL
I’ll give her a pass.
My girl isn’t right, and I don’t like it.
Her face is still too pale, and the shadows under her eyes tell me she hasn’t been sleeping well either.
Goddamn these fucking rules.
