Page 94 of Sweet Hate
OK.
Butterflies start going wild in my belly as I wait, watching the dots stop and start as he types. This is definitely a new level of torture. Should I just let him call me?
Oh hell no, what am I thinking. His voice over the phone should come with a warning label. It’s hot as fuck. There’s no way listening to him talk about what we could be doing won’t cloud my judgment. I’ll just agree to anything he says if he can make me come as hard as he did the other night over the phone.
I want to at least ask a few questions before I just agree to everything.As if you’re going to say no Haven.
Yes, fine. After he brought me home earlier and then ran out the door, all I’ve done is think about what it would have been like if I’d just agreed this morning. Would he have carried me straight into his bedroom upstairs at the bakery and stripped me bare? Would he still be here now?
Axel
Ever since you kissed me the other night, it’s all I’ve been able to think about.
I wake up hard and aching, needing to touch you, to feel you. That little taste wasn’t anywhere near enough.
I know you feel the same way. I felt that perfect little pussy grinding on me this morning. She needs me too.
Well, yeah. He’s not wrong.
Axel
We both have needs, and I think you’ll agree that we’ve always known how to handle those together.
But I’m good with taking your lead.
Me
As in…
Axel
I want us to feel comfortable hanging out like we used to. Go for dinner, watch a movie, whatever you feel like, and then I want to finish by being buried inside that tight little cunt, making you feel so damn good.
It would be entirely casual. If you don’t want me around one day, it’s cool. No hurt feelings because feelings don’t come into play.
I mean, I want you. I think you want me. So, we’d be two consenting adults who do whatever they want together and scratch that itch while we can.
God, I want all of that. It’s been so long since I last slept with anyone. After my relationship went to hell in London, the idea of sex with anyone else just felt gross. He’d been shagging half the city apparently, and I just wasn’t in the right headspace to trustanyone. I threw myself into work and worked long hours. It left very little time for anything else. To be honest, I didn’t even have the urge to make myself come for ages after that.
This perpetual state of arousal I’m finding myself in is a whole ass problem. My vibrator hasn’t been able to keep up with me, its damn battery dying before I can come. Until the other night, when his words alongside my toy had me practically purring.
Me
Would you still see other people? You’ve obviously got quite a fan club around here.
Axel
Fuck no. I don’t want you fucking other guys and I sure as shit have no intention of screwing anyone else.
Me
So, casual but exclusive?
Axel
Yep.
Me
