I gape, and shake my head, but she puts up a hand.
“Use my card. Yes, bring it here when you’re done.”
She continues to rattle off my size as if she’s lived in my body, which only makes me gape further. Then she hangs up the phone and turns to me with a devilish smile. “We’re going to make him drool.”
Lady fills my hair with some interesting smelling product that has all the brown just rinsing right out. Then she massages some beautiful creams and conditioners in, tucking it all up in a towel while she works on my face. She cleans my skin, tweezes my eyebrows, and applies a light amount of make up. Then she sits beside me, and takes my hand, panting my nails. My chest swells with happiness, and a warmth I’ve never felt.
“Thank you, Lady,” I say, staring at the pretty light pink she so perfectly applies to my now immaculately trimmed nails.
“Anytime sweetie, all girls deserve to feel beautiful.”
“I certainly feel beautiful now.”
She looks up at me, her warm gaze pinning mine. “And so you should, you’re a very gorgeous girl.”
I smile, and we continue to chat for hours about boys, dresses, shoes and anything we can think of. By the time she’s had my new clothes delivered, and has dressed me in a stunning pink, halter neck dress, I’m feeling like a whole new person. When I look into the mirror, I see the girl I once was. My long hair is now back to it’s honey blonde, dropping softly down my back in loose curls. My face is clean, and my cheeks are rosy. My eyes shine with happiness. My dress is perfectly fitting for my body type, and the underwear I’m wearing is the reason for my rosy cheeks.
I hear the low rumbling of a Harley Davidson outside, and my heart picks up. I feel nervous, like I’m about to go on a first date. Lady smiles down at me, her eyes filling with unshed tears. “He’s going to have a fit when he sees you, a fit!”
I swallow nervously, as I hear the front door slam. Lady shoves me towards the top of the stairs. “Go, make him stop breathing.”
I quickly hug her, thanking her once again, before heading to the stairs. Axel is half way up when I take my first step down. He skids to a halt, and his eyes widen when he lays them on me. I smile nervously, and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His breathing deepens, and there’s something powerful in his eyes. He’s looking at me like it’s the first time he’s seen me. His mouth opens slightly, like he’s about to say something, but it closes quickly.
He takes another step up.
He stops in front of me and looks up into my eyes. I feel my cheeks heating, and I try to keep my gaze from running down his body, and over that tight black shirt and those ass-hugging jeans. Instead, I keep them on the aqua orbs staring right at me. He reaches up, stroking his fingers through my blonde hair. He’s staring so intensely at me, my heart is hammering. He swallows, and before I can say anything, he leans down and scoops me into his arms, walking us to my bedroom and kicking the door closed.
The moment he sets me on my feet, his lips come down over mine. I smile and press my body against his, letting my fingers run down over his hard body and back up to tangle in his gorgeous hair. He groans, and turns us, pushing me towards the bed. I go down with one shove, and my dress flies up. I don’t stop it. Axel’s eyes move to my panties, and a sexy grin spreads across his face before he crawls over and positions himself above me.
“I feel like I’ve stepped back to the last time I saw you, standin’ on that bridge,” he murmurs. “Your beautiful hair flicking around in the breeze.”
I shiver at the memory. “Am I better like this?”
His eyes search my face. “You’re fuckin’ beautiful like this.”
Then he lowers his hands and takes hold of my satin thong, and tugs it. “And fuck, these...”
I giggle softly. “Lady got them for me.”
He grins, and gently lowers them down over my legs. “Better not tear them off then.”
He starts kissing his way up my thigh, until he reaches the middle. He blows a hot puff of air of my clit, and then his tongue snakes out and slides up my slit, causing me to cry out with pleasure. “Oh, God, Axel,” I moan. “I’ve missed you.”
He consumes my pussy, plunging his tongue into my depths and swirling it over my clit until I’m coming beneath him, little desperate whimpers slipping from my lips. Then he’s standing, taking his clothes off and shoving them to the floor. When he’s standing in front of me, so perfectly naked, I feel my body spark to life. He crawls onto the bed, and sits against the headboard, and then he reaches for me.
“Ride me, baby. Let me see your god damned gorgeous face while you do.”
His words have warmth shooting through me, so I quickly unzip my dress and remove my bra before crawling over and onto his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist, and his lips find my throat as I gently lower myself onto his hard cock. He groans as I slide down his length, and he makes little sucking sounds with his mouth as he continues his assault on my neck. I gasp, and wrap my fingers around his arms, gently lifting myself back up before lowering myself again.
“Fuck baby,” he murmurs. “You’re so fuckin’ tight.”
He lifts his head from my neck, and looks over my shoulder. Then a growl escapes his throat. “Turn around.”
Huh? I lift my head and look down at him, and his eyes are wild with need. He lifts me off his cock, and spins me around, so my back is pressed against his chest, but I’m still riding him. I realize the moment I lift my head why he’s done it. There’s a mirror in front of us, and like this, we can both see...everything. He takes my hips in his hands, and he lifts me, and I feel my heart begin to pound.
I can see his cock slide out of my pussy, and when he lowers me down again, I can see it slip back in. Bolts of need shoot through my body, and I watch as my own nipples harden. Seeing myself like this would usually horrify me, but seeing Axel wrapped around me, his big arms encasing me, his mouth on my shoulder as he kisses me, makes it all so much more...beautiful.
“Watch with me,” I breathe, as I lift myself up again, watching his cock slide from my depths, before dropping back down.
Axel lifts his eyes, and his hands come around to cup my breasts. I can see his gaze like this, and it’s wild with lust and want. We stare at each other in the mirror, as I continue to lift myself up and down. His jaw is tight and his hands are rough on my breasts, but I don’t care. I love it. I love every second of it. I can feel my orgasm building, and right when I’m on the edge, Axel rasps, “Watch me when you come, watch me, Cricket.”
I fix my gaze on him, and I come so hard my body jerks in his lap. He groans, almost in delight, and keeps his eyes on me as he too, begins to come. Watching him lose control, watching the way his eyes almost haze over, and the way his mouth drops open with a groan, has everything inside me wanting more. Needing more of this. Of him. I whimper just from the sight of him releasing alone.
He’s so perfect.
Even when he doesn’t see it.
CHAPTER 18
MEADOW
If you love me you’ll see, I’m everything you’re meant to be.
Lady is having a party tonight. It’s been four days since Axel came and visited, but since then I’ve heard a little more each day from him. Tonight, I’m hanging out with Lady and her friends. I’m quite used to it now, most nights she has had friends over—three in particular. Trigg, Lisa and Coby. Lisa is a drag queen, too, and Trigg and Coby are bad boys, without fail. They seem like they’re her projects, in a sense. She looks after them like a mother would.