Whose fault is it?

Axel: "..."

He was completely speechless. Control himself? How the hell was he supposed to do that?!

Hannah gulped silently as she felt axels appendage poking her. Her body was rigid and her face was beet red. Now it was her turn to regret her actions.

"Axel…"

"Quiet! Just stop talking". Axel heaved. He was trying to control himself like she suggested but hearing her voice was not helping him in the least. When he showed up at her house today, out of everything he expected to happen, this was the least.

Not the least, it had never crossed his mind.

But here he was, lying down and trying to control his raging member. He was starting to think that he had lost himself. It was not like it had been too long since he had been with a woman and he was not craving a woman's touch, so what was this?!

Hannah looked at Axel's face and the man looked like he was being tortured. His eyes were closed and his lips parted as he exhaled through them. His chest was rising and falling in an unusual rhythm and she could almost hear him gritting his teeth.

Was he in pain? That was the only question on her mind at that moment and she was back to being worried.

Axel opened his eyes and managed to see how worried she was. He was right all along. Hannah would torture him first then get worried and apologize later.

Hannah suddenly moved and Axel let out a low groan. "Stop moving. It's not helping".

"...but it's uncomfortable…"

"Whose fault is it? Yours! So stay still and do not move!" Axel threw one of his hands over his eyes as he inhaled and exhaled rapidly.

Hannah felt terribly guilty and she worried for Axel. Seeing how fast he was inhaling and exhaling, she was scared that he was going to pass out from taking in too much oxygen. "Does it hurt?"

"Hmmm".

"Do you need my help?"

Axel's eyes flew open and he gaped at the girl sitting on him. Just what was she saying? "Don't speak like that or it won't end well for you". Axel warned and went back to closing his eyes. But Hannah being Hannah just could not stop talking.

"I'm just saying. If it hurts so much, why don't you let me help you. It's better that way".

Axel found himself just staring like a fool. Never in his life has he met someone as stubborn… no stupid like Hannah. But who was he to say a thing about it? She should keep being stupid and he would find a way to control his rudely awakened member.

"It's uncomfortable sitting like this". Hannah whined and Axel was already beginning to see her as a demon who was sent to him to show him a little of what hell felt like. He wanted to say something but there was a voice in his head saying, "Hush. Don't waste your breath on imbeciles".

What part of 'stop talking' did she find hard to understand?!

"You wanted to help?" Axel's voice rang and Hannah blinked twice before nodding.

"It would be better that way. I don't want to keep sitting like this. It is so uncomfortable".

Did she not find it uncomfortable when she was giving him a 'massage' earlier?

Axel asked, "How are you going to help? Do you even know what you are saying?"

Axel was sure that Hannah was untouched. If he got it right, she had never gotten intimate with a man in any way, but now, she sounded so confident and he wasn't so sure of anything anymore.

Hannah lifted her chin upward. "Believe it or not, as an assassin I know a little about everything in this world".

So her way of 'helping' him was just based on her knowledge from books…?

Axel smiled sexily. "Then you must also know that I can help myself".

Hannah's mind: 'Wait! He was right!'

"But since you offered then…" Axel took her hand and slowly led it to the point where their parts connected.

"No–no wait! I don't want to help any more. You can do it yourself!" Hannah struggled to get her hand out of Axel's grip but the man was as stubborn as he was earlier. "I don't want to help…"

Hannah had no time to react when Axel yanked her and pinned her to the bed. "Taking back your words now?" Did you just realize the gravity of your words, Hannah?

"Yes! I take back what I said! Now let me go!"

Axel did not plan to let her go. She decided to torture him, what better way was there to get back at her if not doing the same thing to her? He was going to make her writhe and squirm and beg till he was satisfied

"Why should I?" Minutes ago, he was in her place begging her to let him go but what did she do? She arranged a small hell for him!

"Let me go or I will scream". Hannah threatened but Axel kept smiling. He positioned himself comfortably over her and stared right into her eyes.

"Go on. Penelope is right outside, scream". Axel had a challenging look in his eyes that made Hannah swallow.

She realized that this time, she had kicked an iron plate.

In her apprehension, she didn't realize when Axel held both her hands above her head in a tight grip with one hand. His other hand moved under Hannah's shirt, and around her waist, his fingers sliding over her supple, naked skin.

A shiver ran down Hannah's spine and her eyes closed subconsciously. Wherever those rough fingertips touched felt itchy and hot but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. On the contrary, when it slid over Hannah's skin, it felt as though her senses were made more acute, allowing her to feel every touch of Axel's fingers on her skin. Before she could regain her senses, Axel lifted her shirt and he began to move downwards slowly.

Hannah had a bad feeling when she saw his face inching closer to her belly.

And she was right.

The next second, his hot breath sprayed on her belly and his red tongue peeked out from between his seductive lips and licked her belly. Like that was not enough, Axel blew air through his lips on her now wet skin and Hannah's brain stopped working.