Page 127 of Axton
“Someone tried to run Wrenly off the road the other night.” Irons spoke in a growl. “It was a later model Chevy truck with no tags and all the windows were blacked out. Thankfully, she out smarted them and called the command center for a satellite visual on the truck and it was like it disappeared into thin air. I no longer think this is a crazy fan of Morgan’s. It’s someone that’s no longer focusing on her and Magnus, it’s everyone.”
After what turned into a long meeting, I went to visit my wife. She was in the front of the class wearing a dress that made me want to sink my teeth into her, and also wearing her new glasses. She had a sexy librarian look to her and she was driving me insane. She was teaching division to the kids, and watching her ass as she wrote on a dry erase board was almost the sexiest thing I ever saw her do. I was standing in the back of her class when a kid raised his hand. “Mrs. Axton, may I please go to the bathroom?”
My eyes darted down to her hand, and I saw the glimmer of the diamond on her finger. Holy shit, that gorgeous woman was my wife. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine being so damn happy with my life.
“Actually, let’s go ahead and break for lunch.” She put the cap on her marker and set it down. The kids all piled out to head toward the lunch room, which was actually just an extra-large classroombecause the school wasn’t completed yet, so they were still in the training center.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Axton.” She walked toward me.
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Axton.”
She wrapped her arms around me, and I pecked her lips. “Any chance for an early dismissal?” I asked.
“Oh, so you’re not going to Mrs. Hoffman’s?” She pecked my lips.
“Not if you dismiss class early.” I pecked her lips again.
“I guess I’ll see you at dinner then, Mr. Axton.” She pecked my lips, but I held her head and made her kiss me the right way.
My hand went between us and under her skirt. “What are you doing?” She whispered.
I looked up and saw the closet, so I started walking her backward.
“Here?” She asked as I backed her inside it then shut the door behind us. It was dark but I could get the job done.
“According to my calendar we don’t have much time left before we have to take a break.” I reminded her. If our pre-cana courses taught us anything, it taught us some natural birth control options. We chose the rhythm method because I didn’t want her pregnant yet. She was ready whenever God decided to bless us, but I wanted to be selfish for a little longer. Preferably a year or two.
“Turn around.” I ordered then knelt behind her as I pushed up her skirt, then kissed and teased her nub. She was already wet and waiting when I prepared her with one then two fingers.
“Michael, please.” She begged.
I stood and unfastened my belt then my jeans before they dropped, and I pulled my cock from my boxers and slid her panties aside as I lined myself up. She took a sharp breath, and I grunted as I pushed inside her. “Jesus.” I shut my eyes to the initial sensation of her tightness squeezing me.
I held one hand over her mouth, as the other massaged her clit and my thrusts came hard and fast. She was biting the palm of my hand as I drove her into her orgasm. “You better fucking come right now, Belle.” I was too damn close to exploding inside her. She whimpered against my hand as I fucked her from behind. “Fuck, Belle, you’re almost too damn tight.” I hissed. Her pussy gave me an experience I never knew was possible and I still was shocked every single time we had sex. She let out what would have been a scream if my hand wasn’t over her mouth. I gave her clit a hard flick and she almost fell to her knees, but I held her body up against mine. It took everything I had not to make any grunts, or moans while I filled her completely full with my own release. I wrapped my arms around her and fell against the wall, unable to hold myself up, let alone both of us, from the intensity of one contraction of my stomach and what felt like a huge shot of my hot warmth deep inside her.
Belle
I sat in a chair at the salon as Melissa was getting her hair done. School was out, but Michael was still at work. I blushed as several sets of very beautiful eyes blinked at me while they waited for my answer.
“Yes! And it was so much more than I expected!”
The girls squealed and a few hugged me. Except for Kayla, who was unexpectedly gagging.
“He did even more than you guys said he would do! I drug him to a couples only sex resort and we had sex in front of this really hot guy in the voyeurists room. It was so much fun, and he just gave me a life altering orgasm in the classroom closet during lunch.”
Several pairs of beautiful eyes blinked at me, but it was Morgan that spoke up. “Did you just say you had sex on purpose with another man watching?”
“Yes, and I was going to ask for a threesome, but Michael wasn’t into it. Anyway, our sex resort lifestyle ended abruptly, he didn’t like it.” I sighed then looked at Kayla and never knew a person face could turn that color of green.
“Umm…what…umm.” Melissa gulped. “A sex resort?”
“Yes, it was really neat but also a little gross. There was this grotto and people had sex all over the place. Boys with girls, boys with boys, and girls with girls. Some even did it in really large groups. Then there was this club that was for couples only. Like a man could only touch his wife or girlfriend, but watch other couples. I kinda got pissed because all the other women were looking at my husband, and a few of the men too, and it made me mad because they looked at him like he was some cheap piece of ass.”
“Did she just say cheap piece of ass?” Heidi asked, like she was shocked about the things coming from my mouth.
“Axton is pretty damn hot.” Morgan said.
“Ewe.” Kayla looked sick.
