On Her Daddy's Bed (Adeline and Luciano) novel Chapter 60

Author’s Pov.

Axel walked into the room with one thought to inquire about Tracy.

He shut the door behind himself and straight into the room, he turned the light on, but this time Hazel was not lying on the bed like she used to neither was she in the bathroom or the changing room.

It was surprising, over the months they had both been living together in the same room, they acted like couples and he could barely remember the last time he saw the light of her room.

He stormed out of the room and striuden to Hazel’s own, even though they share the same house, Hazel’s room was still not close to his.

After three minutes of taking several turns, he finally arrived at Hazel’s room he placed knocked on the door and her tiny voice ushered him.

“Come.…” he twisted the door knub and sent the door opening before she could give her command.

He walked in to meet her under the duvet her laptop on on her leg.

“Hey….” he called calmly taking a step closer to her.

She shut him a glare then back to her laptop.

“Hey.” she replied casually.

It alerted him that something was off.

They had spent some time talking about something in the room 30 minutes ago, if she was putting up this shity attitude then something was definitely up.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly Hazel and he nodded before giving a reply.

“Hmmm.”

Axel stared at her for a while then he advanced further into the room taking a seat on the bed.

“Why are you in your room momma?”

Hazel scoffed.

“The last time I checked it's is my room and I can be here than I can be in any other room.”

“But we have both been sharing the same room momma, what's with the change?” he asked ignoring the rudeness her voice dished out some moment ago.

“Well maybe you could go share the room with Tracy since you so much need a partner!” bluntly she uttered and he stared at her with knitted brows, it was the most unexpected reply he could ever predict.

“Whats with that reply momma?”

“Maybe I should ask why you seemed so concern about my friend? Are you in love with her?”

“Geez momma, how could you even think of that?”

“Because… because you sounded so angry, you sounded like you wanted her like you loved her and you didn't want anything to happen to her.” her voice was shaky betraying her want, she wanted to express herself without feeling any remorse, and the feeling, she didn't know what it meant she knew it was the wrongest time to think of such silly stuff, but she didn't know what was going on in her head.

Hazel knew one thing this feeling was something much greater than lust, she badly didn't want to see Axel with another, and the thoughts of sharing him would not even make way into her head.

Axel’s silence was alarming and it only caused her to read more meanings from there.

“You can't even deny it, you love her go be with her. To protect her.” she accused and he gripped her by the shoulder.

“I do not love her momma, I love you! Just you.” How words made it past his mouth was a myth, but it left the room steezed, they both shared eye contact, those words replayed in Hazel’s ear over and over again.

Her heart leaped and she stared at him perplexedly trying really hard to believe those words from him, but his hands found her chin and he ran his hands on her cheeks.

“I love you Hazel, you are the only woman I have ever loved.” Although those words had slipped out of Axel’s mouth he was grateful he had said it, though he was waiting for the party night, where he would reveal to her all his feelings. However, he couldn't leave her In pain.

“So… so why did you sound so pained why did you hate to see her that way?” Hazel knew that she was being too self-centered but she hated the thought that Axel could be in love with her best friend.

His hands cupped her cheeks again then he whispered staring into her eyes.

“Whatever actions were pulled out there were because of the love I have for you, momma, if Tracy is sad then you would be sad I have to get mad at Alex so he could put his game together.”

Hazel’s heart melted, and her cheeks stretched into a smile, the warmth in Hazel’s eyes had made him happy, it sent joy down his body.

Axel was glad that Hazel was happy again, but he knew deep down that the answer he had given to Hazel was not the reason however he prayed that whatever the reason was didn't break them all.

He loved his woman so much and he wished for nothing than to love her more than he was doing now.

Hazel pulled out of the hug, her eyes touring around his entire body

It was so obvious to Axel what she wanted, he smiled at her.

“You… you naught rat.”

He teased dabbing his index finger and the bream of her nose and she smiled.

“Naught for Daddy.” she winked and he took her Laptop from her leg placing it on the table next to the bed, he swayed her over like she was nothing more than a pillow, her ass shooting out.

His hands raised her dress up and he sent a hot smack to her ass cheeks.

“Fuck!” she squirmed at the warm feeling that followed suit, her cheeks turned red and she blushed in pleasure.

“Who gave you the right to use curse words?” he spanked yet again and she squirmed.

“I am sorry Daddy.” she pleaded and he gave her butt a firm squeeze ready for why he swayed her over in the first place.

“Now tell me, how dare you wink at Daddy?” he spanked again and her legs mumbled her pussy tingling as wetness supplied.

“I am sorry Daddy.” she apologized wanting more, as he read her thought he sent a last smack to her ass and she bit on her lower lips trying to suppress the moan.

“Don't you wink at Daddy again, okay?”

He cautioned covering her bum bum and she nodded.

“Yes A…..” she bit on her lower lips knowing that it was too late for her to apologize.

“I see you want to be punished. Get on your feet.” the dominance in his voice got her legs mumbling but she managed to pull herself together knowing deep down that the name didn't come mistakingly from

her mouth, she had missed his cock inside of her. She needed to go through a way he wouldn't suspect she was begging for it.

“Your dress would fit the floor more. Grace the floor with your dress.” the deep baritone of his undertone sent her hands into action and his slutry eyes followed every undoing movement her hands made.

As her clothes fell down her body, his eyes followed her clothes down her body, the bulge in his throat moved up and down as he swallowed the sliver that watered his mouth.

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