Chapter Eighty Nine

Axel Lancaster

“So did you talk to your mom?” Xena asks me as she dries her hair with a towel, fresh out of the shower. My eyes immediately go down her body, looking at her ass as she tries to find the clothes she wants to wear in the closet.

I breathe in harshly as she bends over making the small towel rise a little over her thighs almost to her ass, as she struggles to find a dress. I knew she was complaining about something in the background but I couldn’t do two things at the same time.

To be fair, it was impossible to concentrate on anything when she was bent down in front of me.

“Axel. Did you?” she asks me again as she waves her hand in front of my face as she walks up to me with a dress in her hand.

“Yes of course. Why wouldn’t I?” I say as I look down at her chest, the towel doing barely anything to contain her breasts.

“Axel, what did I ask you?” Xena whined as she grabbed my chin up and made me look into her beautiful big eyes.

She is so cute when she is angry.

“AXEL!!!”