Page 60 of The Saviors: Part One
“Are you good?”
“Yeah. Uh, I’m fine.” I try to laugh, but it comes out hoarse. Fucking hell.
Axel’s hand lands on my shoulder, and my body fucking betrays me, shuddering from head to toe. “You know you can talk to me about anything, right?”
“Not about this,” I say before I can stop myself, and his worried look intensifies.
“Did Ari upset you? Because I can kick his ass.” Upset me? No. Put inappropriate thoughts in my head toward my boss? Yes.Fucking dick.
“No, really. I’m fine.”
Axel squeezes my shoulder and lets his hand drift down my arm.“You never know until you try.”Cole’s words flash through my head, and I’m helpless to stop what happens next. I shove Axel into the bathroom and shut the door. The only reason I succeeded is that I caught him off guard.
“What are you doing?” He doesn’t sound pissed, just curious, probably wondering if I’ve completely lost my mind. He leans against the sink and crosses his arms over his chest.
I rub the back of my neck, nervous as hell now that I’ve made the first move.It’s now or never, you coward.“I can help you relieve some tension.”
Axel’s brows furrow, his arms drop to his sides, his back going ramrod straight. “He was joking, Nolan.”
“I’m not.” My voice cracks on the last word showing how fucked up I am. I clear my throat and step closer. “I want to.” He doesn’t move, so I take another step and then another until I’m standing in front of him. “Let me.”
He still hasn’t moved a muscle. He just continues to stare at me. His jaw is clenched tight, and I wonder if he’s in some sort of shock. I swallow hard and reach out for the buckle on his belt. I slide it free, unbutton his jeans, and when my fingers touch his zipper, he snaps out of whatever trance he was in. He grabs my wrists. “Nolan.” My name comes as a warning, one that my stupid brain isn’t listening to. I can feel how hard he is against the back of my hand. “You need to stop.”
“Do I?” I let my hand rub against his cock, and his lips peel back from his teeth in a warning. “Because this feels like I don’t.” I shake his hold loose and throw every bit of common sense out the fucking window. I massage him, and he hisses a breath. I go back to his zipper, and he doesn’t stop me this time. I work his jeans and boxers over his hips just enough for his cock to spring free. I’ve seen him soft, but seeing him hard as a rock because of me? That’s a feeling that I’ll never forget.
I wrap my hand around him and stroke from base to tip, swirling my hand around the head. He groans deep in his chest, and my cock jumps in response. Before I can overthink it, I drop to my knees.
“What are you doing?” Axel croaks, his eyes locked on me. His hands are curled around the edge of the sink, knuckles turning white from his grip.
“Helping you.”
I lick around the head, tasting the pre-cum leaking from the tip. His head drops back on his shoulders, but his head comes back up like he can’t pull his eyes away from me. I tease the head a few times before I slide him into my mouth, still working my hand around the base. I stroke and suck until his breathing speeds up, then I move my hand, letting him slide further into my mouth. I reach up and jerk his pants further down, and start rolling his balls around in my hand.
“Fuck, Nolan,” Axel chokes out. His hand lands on my head, and I groan around the head. “You like sucking my cock, don’t you?” I nod, and he groans long and loud. “Get your cock out.” I listen without hesitation. Still sucking him; I get it out in record time. “Stroke it while you suck me.”
With one hand stroking my cock, I squeeze his balls and tug them a little. His hips jerk, forcing him further into my mouth. I relax my throat, and his cock slides inside.
“Holy fucking shit,” Axel pants. “Tell me you want me to fuck your throat.” I nod again, and both of his hands come to the side of my face. He tests my limits a few times, and when I don’t stop him, he pushes in until he cuts my air off, and I gag around his thick length. “Fuck.”
That’s the last warning I get before he’s fucking my mouth ruthlessly, just like I wanted. I stroke my cock in time with his thrusts, still keeping steady pressure on his balls. I keep my eyes locked on his face, and his eyes are on his cock in my mouth. The noises he’s making are enough to keep me from worrying if he’ll kill me when this is all over.
“Are you going to come from sucking cock?” Axel groans. “Stroke it harder.” I tighten my hand, and my movements start getting erratic. “Come for me, Naughty boy.”
The rough sound in his voice sets me off. My release blazes through me, and the moment the first jet of my cum hits my hand, Axel pushes into my throat and comes with a deep groan. I swallow greedily, willing to take what he has to offer. I let him drop from my mouth when he’s done, and he hands me a towel without a word. I wipe my cum off and start getting self-conscious. Without looking at him, I jump to my feet, tuck myself back into my pants, and head for the door.
Axel’s hand wraps around my arm and spins me so my back is to the door. He slaps his hands on either side of my head and then pushes into my face. “What was that?”
“I…I…” I have no idea what to say, and the look on his face is scary. Then his lips crash against mine. He kisses me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth. Holy hell. He doesn’t give me a chance to breathe, just dominates my mouth in a way I’ve been dreaming about him doing.
He pulls back and lays his forehead against mine. “What was that?” he asks again. I can’t make out the look on his face, so my nerves go into hyper drive.
“I don’t know,” I whisper, looking for the doorknob. He steps back, and my fingers curl around it. I pull it open enough to slip out, leaving him standing there. I fix my pants and take off for my room. I flop on my bed and think about what just happened. There’s no way he’ll even look at me after this. I caught him by surprise. That’s the only reason he let it happen. He’ll probably make me move back in with Ari.
I’m so fucking stupid.
Chapter19
Cole
