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I should have trusted my instincts and not trusted the look Axel had on his face but I did it and now I was slightly scared to leave my room. As soon as we got home, I flew upstairs to my bedroom. Thankfully Axel didn't follow me.

I lay on my back, reading The Battle of the Labyrinth, by Rick Riordan, don't judge me, fingers tracing idle patterns on the cover of the book. 

' I stared up at Antaeus. "How can you be a son of Poseidon?"

"I am his favorite son!" Antaeus boomed. "Behold my temple to the Earthshaker, built from the skulls—" '

Axel interrupted my reading momentarily, as he walked into my room unannounced. In hindsight, I probably should have locked the door if I didn't want that to happen.

He was shirtless, only wearing basketball shorts, putting his torso on display as sweat shone on his bulging muscles from his daily work out.

I quickly turned my head and continued reading, not bothering to hide my middle school book.

'– of all those I've killed in his name! Your skull shall join them!"

I stared in horror at all the skulls—hundreds of them—and the banner of Poseidon. How could this be a temple for my dad? My dad was a nice guy. '

Wonder what that felt like. Again my thoughts and my reading were interrupted by Axel, who crawled up my bed and began massaging my thighs. Serving to only further dampen my increasingly wet panties.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice gruff. I wished he would just do whatever it was he had been plotting and leave.

"What part of the book are you on?" Axel asked, completely unfazed by my rudeness, while his hands continued traveling towards my inner thighs.

"Percy is about to fight Antaeus," I answered, unwillingly breathless.

"Can you read to me?" Axel asked, ever so innocently as he began gently easing my shorts and panties off of my legs. I had idiotically exchanged my tight jeans for something more comfortable.

My eyebrows raised slightly as he lifted my legs over his shoulders, leveling his head with my core. I nearly moaned remembering that morning, feeling his hair tickling my inner thighs.

"Do I have to start over?" Was the only question I could seem to form.

"Do whatever you want," he answered, his hands still rubbing circles on my thighs.

Alright. I cleared my throat and began,

" 'He'd never ask me for a Father's Day card, much less somebody's skull.

"Percy!" Annabeth yelled at me
"His mother is Gaea! Gae—"

Her Laistrygonian captor clamped his hand over her mouth. His mother is Gaea. The earth goddess.'—

Oh, fuck!"

I should have figured Axel would do something like this. He slowly thrust two thick fingers inside of me, stretching me so much that I thought I would tear.

Thrusting slowly at first, so that I could get used to being so spread like this, Axel began a brutal, punishing pace.

"I c-can't read like this!" I squealed as he curled his fingers inside of me, pushing me closer to my imminent orgasm.

"Yes, you can. Keep going," he ordered, moving his fingers even faster.

Oh, sweet fucking fuck!

I aimlessly threw the book across the room as he attached his mouth to my clit, causing my hands to immediately fly to his hair.

Axel's tongue slowly began circling my clit, forcing me to cry out, while my back unwillingly arched off of the bed. He was relentless, merciless in his actions, forcing my thighs apart, to keep from suffocating him.

A sheen of sweat covered my body as my legs stiffened, while Axel continued to torment my clit before my orgasm crashed through me.

Warmth coursed through my body, and my muscles relaxed as I close my eyes and threw my head back as I released on his tongue.

Frowning, I become aware that Axel was still licking my now overly sensitive clit.

Breathing hard, I tried frantically to push him away. "Please Axel, I can't!" My little body couldn't handle the overload of pleasure.

And he knows I can't take it. 😶 This is my punishment.

"Just two more," Axel teased, knowing I had no choice as his green eyes stared at me sensually from between my thighs.

"P-please," I begged as he slipped a finger back inside of me and began thrusting it in and out. My eyes close in pleasure as he hummed while sucking my clit into his mouth, continuing to messily eat me out.

Opening my eyes, I watched Axel looking up at me through his eyelashes. He suddenly removed his finger as he pulled my folds apart and gently bit on my clit, sending me unbidden into my second orgasm.

I gripped his hair as I climaxed, unconsciously thrusting my pussy into his mouth trying to make the feeling last longer. Throughout my orgasm, he didn't pull away, just held down my hips to keep me in place.

"Oh no, Axel I can't! Not again! It won't work! Ah!" Again I tried to pull away, but it was no use, he was way too strong.

"Stop moving," he commanded lowly and I shivered at his tone.

My teeth gripped my bottom lip roughly as I tried not to focus on the intense pleasure that I was being given, but it was really, really, difficult.

"Fucking hell, Axel!" I whimpered as my moans became somewhat whines of pleasure. 

He giggled cheekily, the sound vibrating against my skin. "Cum for me," he ordered and on cue, I released into his mouth again.

EUPHORIC ORGASMIC TORTURE.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he finally removed his tongue from my center. My breaths stuttered out as my hands twitched in front of me.

"Hey, hey," he cooed gently, bringing my hands to rest at my sides. "I'm sorry baby girl," Axel whispered, kissing my eyelids softly.

When my vision cleared I laughed, he's sorry for giving me the best orgasms I will probably ever have.

I guess I said that out loud because he started laughing along with me. "I'm serious. I'm sorry I got mad, I can have my schedule changed back if you want," he offered though I could tell he was reluctant to do so.

"No. It's okay. I was overreacting," I replied, shaking my head slightly.

As Axel nodded in response a thought occurred to me. "What about you?" I asked, knowing he must have been painfully hard.

"I'll manage," he answered.

"But if you want I could—" 

Axel stopped me from continuing, shaking his head and holding a hand up. "Have you ever done that before?" His eyes pleaded with me to say no.

I blushed, "No but—"

"I don't want you to do that. And you're not ready for sex. I don't even like..." Axel trailed off, seeing the rejection in my expression, "As I said, I'll manage."

He kissed me chastely on the lips, murmuring something along the lines of 'you taste delicious' before walking out of my room.

Fine. I guess that meant Heather was wrong. Apparently, not all guys liked having their dicks sucked.

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Published: 05/01/17
Edited: 01/07/18

And again on: 09/22/18  

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