Freddi

My mother's hand ran over my hair in pretend comfort and I quickly jerked my head away for the fourth time, folding my arms protectively across my body as I sat on the sofa.

I walked away with Axel. I said that we were leaving. But no, our mothers are insane and called the police to issue an amber alert for our so-called disappearance.

They had someone trace our phones' last locations to the cabin and immediately sent the cavalry. Then, the police actually interrogated Axel, because my mother claimed that he could have kidnapped me.

If his story panned out, they wouldn't question me, but if it didn't, I was up next because according to Mrs. Keaton, 'testosterone will make a man follow a woman to hell.' Essentially meaning that I seduced him into running away with me, and I was planning on making him do whatever I wanted, including giving me all of his money.

"Ma'am, you are aware that the young lady that your son is engaging with is under the age of eighteen?" An officer asked Mrs. Keaton in a monotone voice. He was one of those television cops; brown hair, brown eyes, and an ugly mustache covering his top lip.

"No, I didn't know that," she answered with a shocked look on her face. She so totally did. She knew I was only fourteen when I was with Jack as well.

"Well ma'am I'm sorry, we'll have to take him into custody, seeing as he is over eighteen," the officer answered calmly as another officer brought my boyfriend, handcuffed and only mildly irritated, into the room.

Wait. What?

My heart dropped as I looked up at my mother, smirking slightly as she placed a cold hand on the nape of my neck.

No, no, no, no, no...

"Wait! Officer, I'm sixteen. That's the legal age of consent in Nevada and it's only a three-year gap. He hasn't done anything wrong, right," I exclaimed, jumping up from my position on the sofa, staring pleadingly into Axel's surprised green eyes.

"Well, I gue- Didn't anyone think to pat him down?" The first officer exclaimed loudly, shouting in the direction of the kitchen.

Everyone turned to stare at him in confusion before he finally spoke. "Son, do you have a weapon in your pants," the officer asked, tightening his grip on Axel's arm.

"No, sir."

"What's in your pants son?" The officer tensed, his hand placed on his gun.

"That's my cock," Axel replied nonchalantly, drawing my attention to the bulge in his pants.

The officer coughed, muttering under his breath before responding, "That's not all you. Come on, what's in there?"

"You can strip me if you want, but my dick is relatively huge." Oh my God.

"Get Anderson over here with a pair of gloves," the officer commanded.

"I don't think my girlfriend would like another woman touching her property," Axel called calmly, leveling his heated gaze at me.

I gulped, my mouth suddenly dry because I knew that he was right.

"I don't have time for this. Young lady, could you please..." he trailed off, not finishing his request as pink tinged his stubble covered cheeks.

. . .

Finally finished explaining ourselves to the police I smiled, placing my hands on Axel's shoulders as he lifted me up and spun me around causing me to let out a giggle.

"Eeek!" I shrieked quietly as Axel turned me sideways in his arms, holding me bridal style.

"Can we leave now officer?" Axel asked, looking deeply into my eyes.

"Go right on along son, we just have to talk to your parents," the officer replied, scratching his mustache.

Axel walked out of the cabin with me still in his arms and whispered, "We're gonna go get super drunk!"

I instantly prepared to refuse, remembering how my father acted when he was drunk. But then I thought, Axel's not him.

. . .

"Is this drunk," I hiccuped, pointing to myself. "This is what people spend their time doing?" I slurred, looking at Axel who was just staring at me with glazed, lust filled eyes.

"Some people experience it differently," Axel slurred in response, taking another swig from the almost empty bottle of Hennessey.

Somehow deciding that is was the best thing to do at the moment, I crawled over to him on my hands and knees, and swinging one leg over both of his I straddled his lap. I snatched the bottle from his mouth, and took a big gulp, relishing in the burn it caused in my throat.

Axel's hands began to wander, starting at my waist making circles with his thumbs before traveling up to cup my chest.

"I always thought I liked big boobs. But I guess now I just like yours because they're so perky and they're all mines and I'm so super hard right now," Axel said, nodding his head as though he agreed with himself.

I giggled at his words, thrust the bottle into his hands, and slowly unzipped my top, jiggling my breasts in his face. "You get me, baby girl!" Axel exclaimed before wrapping his mouth around one pert nipple and sucking it into his mouth.

I moaned as moisture flooded my panties and unwittingly lowered my hips until I found friction against his bulging erection.

"I didn't—" I interrupted myself with a hiccup before continuing. "I didn't think that your whole dick could fit inside of me. It was like putting meat in a sausage casing."

Actually, that wasn't too far from the truth.

Axel laughed, "Your drunk dirty talk is weird as fuck baby." He then placed his hand on my thigh, slowly sliding it beneath my skirt until he reached my panties. I let out a gasp and moaned as with a twist of his fingers, Axel shredded my underwear.

"Damn it, Axel! Those were semi-expensive!"

Axel suddenly pulled away from my chest and stared at me in awe. "I love you so fucking much," he whispered.

In a surprisingly steady movement, Axel stood up with me in his arms before throwing me on the bed, following me soon after.

"Those panties were only twenty dollars," Axel murmured as he stripped me of my clothing, leaving me completely naked beneath him.

"Yeah, semi-expens... oh!" The last part was forced out as a shriek as Axel's lips connected with my core. He licked and sucked at my clit, biting gently until I was writhing beneath him.

"Please... Fuck," I whimpered, thrusting my hips up into his mouth.

Axel pulled away and stripped, slowly pulling his clothing away from his skin before reaching into the bedside drawer and pulling out a condom.

He fumbled, slurring a curse word as he rolled it down his hard length before he knelt on the bed and gently slid into me. I screamed quietly at the intrusion, still not fully used to the feeling of something so big inside of me.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him closer to me as he began thrusting slowly, gently pulling out before pushing back into me.

My hands clawed at his shoulders as I let out low moans of pleasure that turned louder as Axel began sucking a hickey into my neck.

"Oh shit... Axel..." I moaned as my breathing became heavier. This feeling was undoubtedly pleasurable but this morning it just felt a little... better.

"So tight... Call me daddy, please," Axel begged as his grip on my thighs tightened.

I hesitated, unsure about his request though I could feel the word begging to leave my lips. I decided to give in, and acquiescing his request, mewled, "Please daddy, deeper."

Axel chuckled lowly, shifting his hips slightly, allowing him to thrust deeper into me, sadly without changing his achingly slow pace. I moaned in pleasure and clutched his shoulders tighter, my nails digging into his skin.

Whimpers and groans escaped my mouth, but if he would have moved just a little faster, we would have made enough noise to wake a hibernating bear.

"Daddy... I need..." my words were cut off by a throaty groan as Axel began to rub small circles on my clit.

"What do you need baby girl?" Axel breathed, running his nose along the curve of my ear.

"I need you to be rough, please," I pleaded as he rested his forehead against mine.

"I knew you'd like that," Axel murmured, pressing his lips roughly to mine as he suddenly slammed sharply into me, forcing me to cry out in pain tinted joy.

He slammed me into the bed, sitting up and moving his grip from my thighs to my waist, moving at a brutal, punishing pace.

I moaned and began panting, my hands gripped tightly at the frustratingly soft sheets, no longer able to reach his shoulders as he rammed his thick erection into me.

"Yes, yes!" I hissed in pleasure. "Harder daddy," I squealed, tentatively bringing a hand down to rub my own clit, surprised that Axel didn't try to stop me, instead he looked down, mesmerized as he watched our bodies join together.

My walls began to flex, involuntarily spasming around Axel's dick, forcing him to shut his eyes and let out a low groan.

A sheen of sweat covered both of us and my stomach started tingling with pleasure as my orgasm threatened to consume me.

"Daddy I need to—"

"Not yet baby girl," Axel interrupted me with a grunt, ripping my fingers away from my clit, and intertwining our fingers, forcing my hands to my sides as his body dipped low to cover mine, forcing his pelvis to rub against my clit in the most agonizingly pleasurable way.

"I can't!" I gasped, bucking against him, as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

"Daddy is so close baby, just hold it a little longer..."

I bit my lip and whimpered, involuntarily flexing my walls as I forced myself to hold back my powerful orgasm for the first time.

"Axel!" I cried out urgently in warning.

"Fuck... now!" Axel commanded and I cried out in pleasure as I exploded. My orgasm forced shudders to wrack my body as I clamped down hard on his massive erection, whimpering at the full feeling. At the same time, Axel's thrusts slowed and the condom filled with his warmth.

"Oh fuck..." I mewled, slight tears forming in my eyes as Axel continued pumping into me slowly before he finally pulled out.

"You forgot I was rich in a matter of hours," Axel muttered as he collapsed on side of me, his voice slightly muffled by his pillow.

"Uh-huh," I replied, staring up at the ceiling in an orgasm induced daze.

"Why do I find that so fucking sexy?"

"Uh-huh."

Axel lifted his head to look at me. "You okay over there?" Axel asked, a smirk on his face though slight worry shone in his eyes.

"Uh-huh."

"Come on. I want another tattoo," Axel whispered, smacking my thigh as he rolled over, fumbling to zip up his pants before stumbling off of the bed.

I wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but my still drunk mind responded, "Uh-huh."

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Published: 07/21/17
Edited: 02/01/18

And again on: 09/22/18  

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