Axel
Chloe briefly ran through the kidnap and the proceeding events, the threats from her captors, the brief call with her Dad.
I tried to apologise again for leaving her alone in the hotel. She shook her head, raising a finger to my lips.
“I said, it doesn’t matter. How were you to know they were in the room?” she said sweetly. “Plus, I was the one who stormed off anyway. Maybe it's me who should be apologising.”
I laughed at her. “Nah, that's alright Chlo’. Can’t blame you for falling in love with me so quick. I am pretty amazing.” I flexed my muscles.
She slapped me on the chest playfully.
“Dad!” Her eyes widened. “He must be worried sick, the poor old bastard!”
She ran to the tablet she’d said was used for the call earlier. It had managed to remain undamaged throughout the brief gun battle, other than a slight spray of Russian blood on the screen.
We both stood together within view of the camera. I had to duck slightly. The call rang for only a second.
“You said thirty mi….” His face unblurred as the connection improved.
“Axel! You… you’re there? What…?”
“I took care of them, Andrew. Did what you paid me to do. Just had a bit of… trouble, back at the hotel. No big deal.”
“No big deal? Haha, no big deal he says!” He sounded manic with relief. I couldn’t imagine the worry he had likely experienced when the call had dropped earlier
“You wonderful, beautiful man! I… I’m trebling your payment. No, quadrupling it! Fuck it, I’m buying you a fucking yacht!”
“No need sir. I don’t like boats, anyway,” I grunted. Chloe giggled.
“I got a contact in Prague. He helped me out earlier,” I said, looking at Andrew with a serious expression.
“Said these guys were working for rogue government agents. They were planning some sort of cyber terrorist attack. That’s why they wanted your software. The money was irrelevant. I think our friend here wanted to retire.”
I paused for a second, jerking my thumb back over my shoulder at the body visible on the corner of the screen.
“Thing is, two of those rogue agents were dead already. An old friend of mine, a French dude, was onto the third. Knew where he was. When to hit him. I just gotta make a phone call, y’know, just to be sure.”
Andrew was staring at me incredulously. Chloe was staring up at me, her eyes wide with adoration as she beamed at me.
“So, this is over. Ain’t no one left to take revenge.”
“You need anything, Axel, you let me know. I mean it. I owe you a favour, big time,” Andrew said, smiling.
“I ain’t joking when I say I’ll remember that, Andrew. Never know when a favour might be useful, right?” He nodded at me.
“I’ll make a call, get a helicopter to you. Get you out of there. I just need to know where you are.”
I gave him the location. He scribbled a few notes.
“Oh Andrew. There is one thing I’d like.” He looked up, eyebrows raised. I grabbed Chloe by her waist, squeezing her against me. She kissed me on the cheek.
Andrew stared, mouth wide. “Oh. Oh I see.” He shrugged. “Axel, you can have my blessing. Just keep her safe.” He laughed. “At least I don’t have to pay you now, anyway!” We all laughed together.
His eyes watered wistfully. “You’d make a great son in law, anyway.”
Chloe gasped.
“Dad!” she shouted with indignation at him.
Chloe
Axel had checked that all of his victims were in fact dead, one by one. I saw how efficient he’d been on his approach the house, arsenal of guns blazing. No one was left alive.
I tried to avoid looking at all the blood and the corpses strewn everywhere. I knew I should be feeling sick, in shock, something more than the pure relief and joy I felt. Maybe it would come in time. They’d all been horrible murderers, which made it easier, I guess.
He grabbed a few guns and my holdall, and took us to the edge of a forest which was only a short jog away. We sat quietly, waiting for the sound of an approaching helicopter.
My stomach was a knot of emotion, and I longed for Axel to take me into his big arms and hold me tight. To make love to me, gently.
But he was antsy, eyes scanning the horizon for sign of movement. Listening out, he scanned the trees behind eyes as we waited.
I folded my arms, smouldering with desire and feeling. My heart lurched in my chest as we heard the unmistakable sound of approaching rotor blades.
Nicely done, Dad.
Axel grabbed my hand and we ran down into the farmland, waving wildly at the helicopter as it approached. The chopper descended slowly and landed gently in the field. My hair blew wildly as we approached. Axel held the door open for me first, taking one last glance at the farmhouse before slipping into the seat next to me.
The pilot nodded at us and pointed to the helmets on the seats in front of us, with microphones attached.
The helicopter was rising already. I felt giddy with relief as the scene of destruction at the farmhouse started to fade into the distance.
We spoke to the pilot and co-pilot through the intercom.
“You boys are a sight for sore eyes,” Axel said, smiling. “Had a bit of trouble down there with some Russians. They ain’t gonna be causing any more trouble now, though.”
The pilot looked down at the farmhouse, shaking his head at Axel’s understatement.
“Where to?” the co-pilot asked us.
Axel looked at me. “Well, we ain’t got any trouble after us now.”
“Wanna go somewhere Chlo’? Up to you, doll. You got international clearance guys?”
The co-pilot gave us the thumbs up.
“Let’s get out of Prague,” I said, having to shout over the noise of the helicopter. “We didn’t have a very warm welcome here. Take us somewhere...swanky.”
Axel
The helicopter ride was loud but comfortable. Chloe lay on my shoulder, dozing. I stroked her hair with a large hand.
I could stop looking down at her pretty face as she slept, with a content smile on her face.
Gonna take care of this girl.
We made good time, the helicopter flying low and direct. The noise of the blades was broken every now and again by the pilot and co-pilot speaking to regional air control centres in clipped, short sentences. Numbers, vectors. I didn’t understand. I just knew we were getting the fuck out of dodge.
I was distracted from staring at Chloe by the co-pilot, who mentioned a few exclusive hotels with helipads in neighboring countries. I told him to take us to the nicest one.
I didn’t think Chloe or her father would worry about the price too much. Not today, at any rate.
I gently woke her as the helicopter touched down. The pilot turned the blades off for our exit, which made it a much more pleasant experience, especially for Chloe with her long hair still unkempt from earlier.
We were greeted by a smartly dressed usher, who stared at us incredulously. Chloe was half asleep, her hair tousled and unkempt from the ordeal at the farmhouse and the helicopter.
My t shirt hung open at my chest, a thin red line running from my hip to my shoulder. He eyed my ripped chest briefly, widening at the sight of the long but shallow wound. Dried blood soaked my left sleeve.
“Welcome, sir. Welcome, madam.” He spoke in perfect English, with a slight accent I didn’t recognise. “Do you have a reservation?”
“No, ‘fraid not. Any penthouse suites free tonight?” I said.
Damn. Ain’t never said that before.
Chloe had procured a black credit card from her bag and waved it at the usher.
He relaxed immediately, smiling warmly at us both.
“Yes, yes. Certainly. Please, follow me.”
Two men in black suits and sunglasses stood at the entrance to the hotel adjacent to the helipad. I felt their gaze on me as we passed. I nodded at them.
Chloe
I stumbled into the hotel, half asleep. I’d dozed at first, but had fallen into a deep sleep, comforted by Axel’s muscled arm as I rested my head on him.
He was by my side, strong right arm supporting me as we were taken to the nearby penthouse suite. I gave the usher my Dad’s credit card and waved him away.
I had a change of clothes in my bag, and Axel had nothing other than the blood stained clothes he was wearing.
Somehow I don’t think we’ll need many clothes for the next day or so, though...
The thought woke me slightly as we locked the door behind us.
I kissed Axel passionately, my hand on his hips as we stood there.
“Just need to clean myself up,” he said, looking at his two wounds in turn. He looked like an action hero from a war film, muscles showing through the ripped shirt. He looked fucking hot.
“Later,” I whispered huskily. “You look fucking sexy.”
He looked down at me, blue eyes sparkling. He looked like he wanted to rip my clothes off, but he was holding himself back. Just.
“You sure you’re alright? I don’t mind if you wanna sleep more.”
“I don’t want to sleep Axel. I want to fuck you.”
I pressed my body into his, feeling his warmth against me. I felt a sudden bulge rising in his pants as his breathing deepened. I smiled at him sweetly.
“Oh,” I murmured as his erection grew quickly, “looks like you feel the same.”
I felt a sexual desire rising, my face flushed and I felt a wetness growing between my thighs. I longed for him to be inside me. But I controlled myself, I wanted this to be gentle and meaningful, I wanted to show him how I really felt.
As well as the sexual tension I felt a deeper connection, and I was sure Axel felt something too, as his eyes locked onto mine. I saw raw, unchecked emotion in his eyes. And lust.
“Well,” he said, voice thick. “What are you waiting for?”
I pushed him in the chest gently, guiding him through to the nearest bed, and he sat down obligingly on the edge of the mattress. His eyes were wide as he stared at me, his head at the same height as my breasts.
I grinned at him seductively, my hands on his shoulders. My body was teasingly close to his, and I could feel the heat coming off raw, powerful muscle.
I lifted my blouse over my head, slower than I wanted to. I knew my breasts would be pushed together enticingly as I removed my top. His face was inches from me.
As the blouse went over my head I felt his mouth on me, gentle kisses and rough stubble on my soft skin.
Large, strong hands cupped my breasts through my bra as my top fell to the floor.
I leant forward into him, pushing his face into my cleavage. His eyes widened with pleasure as I gently took his shirt off, pulling it above his head as he kissed me.
A strong but gentle hand was at my crotch, fingers teasing me through my jeans and panties. I moaned softly in his ear.
I looked down at him at I took the shirt off, his biceps bulging deliciously as he sat there, arms raised. Strong abs tensed, powerful shoulders moving rhythmically.
A strip of black cloth was tied around the wound on his left arm. I quivered at the sight of his naked torso, muscled, scarred, wounded.
He looked like the epitome of manliness, the wounds not affecting him at all. I felt myself getting incredibly wet as he continued to tease me through my jeans.
His large fingers were fumbling with the buttons. Then he grabbed my jeans with both strong hands and ripped them open. Buttons popped. He yanked them to the floor, eager to get a better view of my naked pussy, I guessed.
I unclipped my bra behind my back, letting it fall forward as he pulled my panties down gently.
I felt him suck at my left nipple as his fingers slid up into my soaking pussy. He entered me with two fingers. I moaned again in pleasure.
“Axel. I’m going to ride you, slowly.”
His mouth moved to my other nipple, caressing me with his big tongue. I felt a tingle of pleasure as he sucked at me, tendrils of ecstasy flowing outward from my core.
I stood there for a long moment, eyes closed as I lost myself in the sensation of him.
I ran my hand down his muscles, from his neck to his shoulders. Squeezing them gently.
He looked up at me and our eyes locked. I felt a connection to him, a closeness that I had felt from the first moment we’d become intimate. My heart lurched with emotion as he stared at me.
“Axel,” I moaned between waves of pleasure as his fingers stretched my pussy.
“Get the rest of your clothes off. I want to see you.”
He stood up in front of me, powerful muscles bunching wonderfully.
I stood in front of him, naked. I stroked his chest as he unfastened his belt and pants, letting them fall to the floor. His massive cock bulged through his tight boxer shorts. I grabbed it, eyes wide as I felt his girth beneath my hand. I caressed his cock gently, delighting in his growl of desire, his hips moving in time with my hand as I stroked him.
He pulled his boxer shorts down slowly, teasingly. I grabbed his cock as it emerged from his boxers, rising rock hard.
I continued to stroke him, watching his face contort in pleasure at my firm grip. I jerked him off slowly, with a steady rhythm.
“You’re beautiful, Chloe,” he said. “You’re mine. I ain’t never letting you go.” He spoke gently, moaning the words.
I pushed him back onto the bed.
“Lie down,” I commanded. I grabbed my breasts seductively as he settled back reclining.
His hand was on his cock as he reclined back on the bed, watching me approach.
I crawled onto the bed, slowly approaching him. My hard nipple brushed the end of his cock as he held it in place for me.
I knelt as my hips reached his. I took him in my hand, jerking him gently, teasing his shaft with my wet pussy as I stroked his cock.
I had to rise up high on my knees to guide his hard cock into me. I sat back down, slowly, teasing him as he entered my wet, warm pussy. I was so horny that he slipped into me easily, and I felt him fill me to the brim, like he completed me, like we were meant for each other.
Waves of crackling electricity spread from his cock inside me, rising up into my stomach and breasts. I felt a tingling pulse through my body as I took all of him inside me.
Using my knees for support I rode him, gently at first, leaning forward on my hands and arching my back, breasts swinging gently as I fucked him.
“Oh, fuck…” I moaned. He was pushing up with his hips in time with mine. I resisted the urge to fuck him as fast as I could until he exploded inside me.
I increased in pace as I felt his breathing increase in speed, an animalistic desire in his blue eyes. His hands were on my waist, accentuating the thrusts of his big cock.
He looked deeply into my eyes.
“Yeah. That’s it. Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he said through clenched teeth. I somehow managed to slow myself slightly, my eyes still on his.
“Axel…” I said. I felt a wave of emotion build inside me, sexual pleasure and the release of tension mixed with strong emotion.
“I love you, Axel,” I said, cheeks reddening.
He thrust into me more passionately at my words.
“Oh fuck, Chloe. I love you.”
I was amazed to hear his words, hoping briefly that it wasn’t said merely in the heat of passion.
It didn’t matter at the moment. Nothing else did, just our bodies grinding in rhythm with each other.
I couldn’t control myself any longer.
I rode him harder, faster. His hips thrust me as I rode him, and I felt a familiar rising of pleasure in my stomach. I let myself go as we fucked each other, moaning loudly as I felt his cock stiffen, getting even harder.
He was grunting regularly in pleasure, eyes still on mine. I grabbed his hands and pushed them back over his head and leant forward. Our faces were inches away from each other.
“I’m coming, Chloe. Oh, fuck…”
I slid back and forth, biting my lip with pleasure, eyes half closed as I felt an orgasm building. His whole body tensed beneath me. I felt his cock start to twitch.
I came as he exploded inside me, his strong convulsions adding greater pleasure to my orgasm, almost painful in its intensity.
He pushed into me harder as he came, stomach muscles bunching as my whole body was pushed up towards him.
He kissed me passionately, gasping with pleasure into my mouth.
I moaned as the waves of pleasure built into an explosive finish, body tensing, pussy tightening around his cock.
I screamed as the orgasm hit, everything else forgotten.
Axel moaned in pleasure as he watched me orgasm, his cock still twitching from his own.
I fell forward onto him, collapsing, weak kneed after the pleasure started to fade.
He was breathing deeply, steadily, his strong chest rising and falling as I lay there on top of him.
“Wow.” I said, panting. “That...that was amazing.”
Axel
Chloe had come alive on top of me, riding me hard and fast. I didn’t think sex could get any better than the first time. I was wrong.
This had felt different, intense. Passion and emotion had strengthened the pure sexual gratification.
I’d told Chloe I loved her, amazed at my own words.
I had meant it. I had fallen for this girl, deeply, unashamedly. Without even realising it, my emotions repressed after years of solitude.
After we had both cum, the sexual pleasure fading, the feeling of love was still there. Stronger, even.
I vowed there and then that my only goal in life now was to make her happy. And I would strive in everything I did to make it happen.
“Axel.” She spoke gently into my ear.
“I do love you, you know. It wasn’t just… in the moment.” She sounded furtive, unsure of what I’d said, if I even knew I’d said it.
I turned to her, planting a big, lingering kiss on her lips.
“I love you too, Chlo’. And I mean it too. Ain’t one to say things I don’t mean.”
She laughed, relieved. “That’s for damn sure.”
I thought about the past, and our unknown future stretching out before us. The regrets, shame and fear of being hurt I had once carried around with me seemed distant. Starting to fade, quickly.
There would not be much room for anything other than the burgeoning love I felt for her.
I felt like I had started to heal, inside. This girl was something else.
“Listen, Chlo’. I ain’t going back to what I used to do. Ain’t gonna… do the things I used to.”
She was staring into my eyes.
“Kill people, you mean?”
“I’m being serious, babe. I ain’t gonna put myself at risk when all I want to do is keep you safe, make you happy. I’m a changed man already, I feel.. Different. Y’know?”
Her eyes sparkled as she smiled at me.
“I know, you big oaf. Me too. I’ve never felt like this before.”
She paused for a second, thoughtfully.
“Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll speak to my Dad. He’ll be able to arrange something for you. How does ‘Axel Miller, Head of Security Operations’ sound?”
I grimaced. “Ain’t one for sitting on my butt all day, Chlo’. And I don’t wanna wear a suit…” He paused. “Unless you ask me to, of course.” He winked at me.
I tapped him playfully on his chest.
“No, not like that. He mentioned something about a vacant position a few weeks ago. A security consultant. Plus he’ll probably want someone to improve security on the house after what’s happened.”
She smiled mischievously. “I’ll put in a good word. If you’re a good boy, that is.”
I smiled back at her, looking into her big, brown eyes.
“I’m out of practice, but I’m a fast study. Now kiss me.”
And she did, and at that moment I knew I would never kiss anyone else again.
THE END