Chapter34

#Chapter34

SHONDRA

Six years ago

A knock on the door stopped him mid-suck.

/"Fuck. I don’t believe this,/" Axel said as he breathed against my breast.

Hovering above me, he cocked his head and listened. I squirmed beneath him, eager for more.

He chuckled. Lowering his head, he latched onto my nipple. I arched my back. The moan which came from the back of my throat nearly drowned out the flurry of harder, more insistent knocks.

/"Axel, we know you’re in there,/" said a deep muffled voice from the hallway.

/"Maybe we should just go,/" said a Southern one.

/"I wanna see if he’s ‘kay and S-I’m not gonna go until I do./"

That was a drunken female.

His girl, I bet.

An older voice, one full of righteous indignation, floated to us, /"You’d better, or I’ll call the hotel management./"

/"Shit. Talk about timing./" Without a word, Axel lifted from me, shrugged on a T-shirt and left, closing the door behind him.