CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
AXEL
Once we get upstairs, Olive drops down on the bed. I don’t know if she means to or not, but her legs are open just enough that I can’t help it. I’ve got to get between those deliciously creamy thighs of hers.
All of the pent up frustration I’ve had about us being apart, this f****d-up game of cat and mouse where neither of us is actively hunting the other, and we’re both just running away …
It ends now.
Pushing her back on the bed I climb on top of her. She makes a funny noise, and I wonder if I might have hurt her. Sometimes I forget my own strength.
“Are you okay?” My voice is low, almost a growl.
“Yes.” She gazes up at me, and I notice that she isn’t doing that thing where she half-closes them. I swear she will when I make her come, but for now I love th
