Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 72658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
He gently laid me on the bed before he yanked my dress up, showing my black thong and my belly button. His big hand grabbed the fabric of my panties and tugged them off, nearly ripping them because he didn’t wait for me to lift my hips. Then he yanked his shirt open, ripping off all the buttons of his expensive shirt just so he could get naked quicker. It dropped to the floor behind him, his carved body ready to make me come. He loosened his belt and dropped his jeans, taking his boxers along the way.
Oh damn. How could I forget?
That was one hell of a dick.
He was on top of me again, his naked body on mine, his lips searing my mouth once they made contact. When his dick pressed against me, it was hot and throbbing, oozing from the tip like he could barely keep his load in the holster without even being inside me.
Then he moved down, scooped up my hips in his muscular arms, and kissed me.
Kissed me right there.
My head immediately rolled back, and I gripped the bedding on either side of me. “Fuck…” I’d forgotten how this felt. I’d forgotten all the wonderful things he could do with that perfect mouth. A man hadn’t offered to go down on me since him, and now that I knew how sexy a man’s enthusiasm could be, I never wanted to ask again. I wanted to be asked.
He sucked hard with that big mouth, pulling my clit firmly between his lips before he swirled his tongue around my nub, packing his kisses with pressure he wasn’t afraid to exert. His thick arms continued to cradle my legs and hold them in position so I could just lie there and enjoy it.
I’d forgotten how good this was.
I had been wet long before we’d gotten to the restaurant, but I’d been soaked after I heard him describe how this night would go, so it really didn’t take much for me to feel that exquisite burn between my legs, the fire that would scorch me from head to toe. I was ready for it the moment his hungry mouth met my lips.
It swept through me like a surge through a broken dam, gallons of water breaking free and rushing over me. Tears had formed in my eyes before he had even begun. It was an avalanche of pleasure, starting off slow then snowballing into a boulder of pleasure. “Yes…” I ground my hips against his face, swept away by the most pleasure I’d felt in seven months. It was so raw and intense, so amazing, that I knew why I couldn’t get over Axel, because no man had ever made me feel like this. “Yes…”
He gave me a final kiss before he moved up my body, his big dick throbbing in desperation. One arm hooked behind my knee, and he opened me so he could shove his big head through my little slit. He kept up the pressure and continued to push, slowly breaking through my entrance and sinking as far as my body would allow.
It hurt exactly as he’d said it would—but I fucking loved it.
With me folded underneath him, he barely made it through a couple pumps before he came, releasing inside me with a sexy moan. He twitched inside me as he released all his desire, his breaths uneven and low like a growl. “Fuck…this pussy.” The second it passed, he started to thrust again, just as hard as he’d been when he’d first sunk inside me.
My hand gripped his ass as I tugged him closer to me, wanting him to hurt me with every thrust. My nails dug into his back for purchase, rocking with him to meet his hard thrusts, taking his dick with moans of pain and pleasure.
We moved and moaned like we hadn’t already released, like we still had that itch we couldn’t scratch. His body quickly became coated in sweat from fucking me so hard, and my pussy quickly turned sore because his dick was like a wrecking ball. But I didn’t want it to stop. Now that I had it, I never wanted it to stop.
18
AXEL
She was mine.
Finally.
I lay beside her in bed, the clock on the nightstand showing the late hour. After I fucked her senseless, I fucked her again…and again. The last time I had her was from behind, that beautiful ass right in front of me, my fingers kneading her fine cheeks.
I turned my head to look at her. She was knocked out, her tangled hair across the pillow. Her breaths were deep and even, like she was exhausted.
I wanted to wake her up so I could fuck her again, but I decided to let her sleep.
I fell asleep at some point, and I woke up to the shift of the mattress as she left the bed. My eyes opened to the morning sunshine peeking through the drapes. Her silhouette became visible to me, sitting at the edge of the bed, her long hair trailing down her back.