Chapter 18 The Morning (Adult Content 21+)

Flashback

Five Years Ago…

“I’m beginning to doubt whether I’m dating you or Sierra, too,” Axton remarked, watching Sierra walk toward the restroom while Callie sat across from him. “Why does she always have to tag along every time we go on a date?” He chuckled softly, amused by the furious expression on Callie’s face as she ate her ice cream.

Today, they were on a date like any ordinary couple. It had been almost six months since their first meeting on the night Callie spilled beer on his shirt, and they officially started dating three months ago. It was a pleasant beginning to their relationship, and Axton had always enjoyed it.

“I’ve told you, I’ll never be apart from Sierra. I knew her long before I met you, and nothing is more important to me than her. So, you’ll have to accept that,” Callie said confidently.

Axton couldn’t hold back his laughter at her answer.

Anyone dating this woman would have to accept the fact that Callie prioritized Sierra above everything else. She would even cancel their dates if Sierra couldn’t come along, which led Axton to lighten Sierra’s workload whenever they had plans.

“Sometimes, I feel like I don’t know you at all, Callie. You’re so different from the person I met on that dating app two years ago. But no matter what, I’ll still like you.”

“Stop talking about that dating app. I’ve told you people change, and so have I. How long are you going to keep bringing it up?” Callie seemed displeased whenever Axton mentioned how they first met.

Two years ago, Axton had met Callie through a dating app. Her username was ‘CatLovers2410’, while Axton went by ‘X191016’. After exchanging messages for nearly six months without ever meeting—because Axton was studying abroad—they finally got the chance to meet in person. Callie had sent him a photo in advance.

And yes, the photo included her and Sierra, leaving Axton guessing which woman would show up at their meeting place.

He waited for Callie for nearly six hours, but she didn’t show up, nor could he reach her. The CatLovers2410 account went inactive, and since they hadn’t exchanged real names, Axton had no way to find her. To be honest, he felt heartbroken at the time. Even though they’d never met, his connection with CatLovers2410 had been strong, and he might have already fallen for her.

It was a silly story.

A year after that incident, Axton found Callie’s social media account.

And once again, he was shocked to see her posting pictures of herself with Sierra.

He knew Callie owned ‘CatLovers2410’, even though she initially didn’t admit it. Their initials matched, which might have been why Callie chose the username ‘CatLovers2410’.

It took him two years to finally meet the person behind the ‘CatLovers2410’ account. But it was worth the wait and effort because now they were officially dating.

“I’ll never forget the ridiculous fact that you chose the username ‘CatLovers2410’ even though you’re allergic to cats.”

“Yes, yes, yes. I’m also allergic to you, yet I’m dating you, aren’t I?”

“Oh, really?” Axton raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t seem allergic to me yesterday when you stayed over at my apartment. Or were you groaning because of an allergic reaction?”

“Axton!” Callie’s eyes widened, and she glanced around in panic. “Don’t you dare bring that up here! Sierra doesn’t know I stayed at your apartment!”

Axton couldn’t hold back his laughter. He patted Callie’s head and ruffled her hair playfully. “Why didn’t you bring Sierra to sleep over at my apartment yesterday? Don’t we have a big enough bed for the three of us?” He leaned in to whisper in her ear, watching her face turn crimson with embarrassment. “Or were you afraid she’d see what we did?”

“Axton!” Callie pushed him away with both hands, her face as red as a crab.

Axton leaned down to kiss the leftover ice cream on the corner of Callie’s lips, and of course, she slapped his arm hard.

“That hurts, Callie!” he exclaimed, feigning pain.

Callie raised her hand threateningly as if she’d hit him again but didn’t. “Stop saying nonsense, or I’ll hit you again!” she warned.

Axton laughed. “I didn’t say anything. I just kissed you.”

“That’s worse!”

“So, you don’t like being kissed?” Axton raised an eyebrow. “How could you not, when yesterday you said you didn’t want me to stop kissing your stomach and—”

“Axton!”

Axton laughed even harder but didn’t finish his sentence.

“Sierra’s coming back,” Callie warned, looking at him with a glare. “Don’t you dare say anything crazy about what we did at your apartment, or I’ll stab you with my ice cream spoon!”

Axton squinted at her. “How about we make a deal?”

Callie looked panicked as Sierra drew closer.

Oh, Axton loved that panicked expression.

“What deal?”

“You stay at my apartment again tonight, and I’ll stop talking about the crazy things we did.”

“What?” Callie turned her head toward Sierra, who was getting closer.

“Come on, let’s do those crazy things, and I’ll stop saying crazy things in front of you.”

As Sierra approached, Axton slipped his hand under Callie’s short skirt, touching her thigh and gently stroking it—feeling her skin shiver under his touch.

“Come on, Callie. Time’s almost up.”

“Fine!” Callie turned her head, and Axton was sure he saw undeniable desire in her eyes. “Let’s do those crazy things at your apartment,” she said just before Sierra returned and sat down across from them.

***

Axton might have tightened his embrace and slept longer if he hadn’t remembered who was lying in his arms.

Sierra…

The person whose waist he held under the blanket while they were both naked was Sierra. And Axton remembered exactly what had led them here.

After what they had done the previous night, Axton woke her at 4 a.m., and they did it again. He might have lost his mind when he decided to wake Sierra, unable to control his desire as he watched her sleep in his arms.

Sierra was fully aware of what they were doing, but she didn’t offer any resistance. Afterward, they fell asleep again from sheer exhaustion and... Sierra hadn’t cleaned herself up, nor had Axton.

He wasn’t sure what time it was now, but it seemed he had overslept, even though he couldn’t afford to miss an important meeting this morning.

Axton rolled over and sat at the edge of the bed. His arm tingled, numb from Sierra using it as a pillow, and it was likely she wasn’t aware of what she had done due to how sleepy she was.

Of course, Sierra woke up from his movement, and Axton gave her time to process what was happening.

She pulled the blanket up to cover herself while her hand searched for her phone. Her eyes widened when she saw it was already close to 7 a.m.

Axton observed all of this in silence as if he couldn’t find the right words to say on this shocking morning.

“It’s already late. We have to meet Mr. Smith at 9, right?” Axton turned and spoke to Sierra, who was sitting with her head lowered at the edge of the bed.

A wave of guilt hit Axton’s mind immediately, but he knew he could do nothing to change what had already happened.

“Don’t go out like that,” Sierra clutched the blanket when she saw Axton heading toward the door, wearing only pants and forgetting his shirt.

Axton stopped in his tracks, fully understanding what Sierra meant. “There’s an important project we have to attend at 9, isn’t there? We’ll be late if I don’t shower and leave this room immediately.”

Sierra bit her lower lip, a gesture that didn’t escape Axton’s attention as he stood near the door of the room.

“Shower here,” she said, looking up. “Are you sure you want to go back to Callie’s room like this?”

Axton closed his eyes for a moment as though considering what she had just said. Of course, he couldn’t return to Callie’s room in this condition. How could he face his wife reeking of last night’s passion?

“You can use the bathtub. I won’t take long; I just need a quick shower,” she offered. “It’s the only way we can leave quickly after cleaning up this mess.”

Sierra squeezed the edge of the blanket as she saw the evidence of the mess she was referring to. Axton also noticed what she was looking at, and he immediately sighed when he realized her infatuation. 

Axton didn't answer, but he reached out to Sierra and helped her walk because he knew that she often had trouble walking after they had sex. His mind told him that he didn't need to do that, but his conscience couldn't stop him.

“I won't see you,” he said as he turned on the shower for her.

Sierra nodded her head, and Axton didn't wait for any response as he walked over to the glass-bordered bathtub with the shower.

He sighed as he remembered their last time in Callie's bathroom.

After all that had happened between them, was it really possible for them to take a quick shower this time?

Axton could feel the madness in his mind as he watched the silhouette of Sierra's body in the shower. He saw how she raised her hands when washing her hair or applying soap all over her body.

The image of how his hands could touch her entire body freely last night made Axton groan in his mind. He remembered how his fingers pinched the tops of her breasts or pushed inside her. He remembered touching her clit or squeezing her ass.

He remembered when Sierra moaned beneath him, or he growled on top of her. He remembered how Sierra's fingers gripped his back and stabbed him with them.

“Ah,” Axton closed his eyes and growled softly as his hand began to move over his cock—seeking his own satisfaction while his mind drifted as he saw the silhouette of Sierra's body before him.

There was nothing he could do but touch his own body. He doesn't understand why he really can't help himself, but he might have lost his mind at the thought of Sierra's body on top of his like they did last time in the shower.

The shower faucet was being stopped, and he knew that Sierra would probably pass by and see what he was doing when she walked out of the bathroom. However, his passion was too crazy, and he couldn't stop his own hand from moving.

Sierra's footsteps filled his ears, but that only made his passion even crazier.

“Come out and ignore me, Sierra. You already know everything, so there's no point in hiding anything.”

He was sure Sierra had already seen him. Her eyes were still fixed on him, but Axton couldn't stop himself.

Sierra was only standing a few steps away from him and was wearing a towel that only partially covered her thighs. If she looked down, Axton was sure that he would be able to see her other curves.

“Axton,”

“I'm good.” Axton looked up and watched Sierra for a moment, “You can leave me, and I'll be out in a minute.”

Sierra was still standing in front of him, and it made Axton feel even crazier. He was literally burning with passion while part of his body was still submerged in the cold water. He deliberately chose cold water, but it still didn't seem to help him.

Sierra drops her towel, and that really gets Axton crazy.

Her footsteps carried her body into the bathtub, and she joined him. He was sure he could see Sierra's eyes filled with sadness, but not enough to mask her arousal.

“I told you that you can always use me,” she leaned down right between Axton's thighs, and he had to hold his breath at that.

“Sierra,” he sighed, and he clenched his hands together in the foamy water, trying his hardest not to reach out and touch Sierra in every place he wanted to touch her. “You don't have to do this. I can finish it myself since I've been used to doing it since Callie got sick.”

“You can always ask me for help now. You are paying me to do all this, and I will do it until I get pregnant and give Callie a child.” Sierra lowered her head and brought all her hair to the right side of her neck before she reached out and grabbed his cock—replacing his hand with hers, which felt so warm and right as it gripped it. She brought her mouth close and sucked on it hesitantly—bringing all the pleasure her lips could offer.

Axton threw his head back, and he moaned with his hands, taking Sierra's head deeper and deeper.

The touch of Sierra's tongue paralyzed all his nerves and made him lose his mind. The pleasure she was offering really made Axton unable to keep from moaning. His hand reached out and slipped two fingers to touch her clitoris, rubbing it slowly in the water and starting to move in quickly.

Sierra moaned, and it further immersed Axton in pleasure.

“Oh, Axton!” Sierra began to lose her tempo as Axton's fingers moved more and more wildly.

She couldn't keep her mind off it, so she kept her lips away from Axton's cock, but still tried to use her hands even with the random rhythm.

“I want you,” she stopped her hand and opened her eyes.

Axton looked at her with disbelief but knew that he wanted the same thing. Her lips were already offering him every pleasure he needed, but he knew he could get another if he let Sierra on top of her. He wants to be inside her—pounding her hard and fucking her in the bathtub right now.

“Are you sure?” Axton asked as he guided Sierra to sit on his lap.

Sierra nodded.

Just one consented, and Axton found the direction to sink back inside her.

“OH!” Sierra gripped his arms as Axton slid in and pushed his cock hard. “Harder, Axton.”

“No,” Axton grabbed Sierra's breast and sucked it with his lips, ”I want it slower. I want to feel it longer.”