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“Open your mouth,” I say and bring her head to my cock, shoving it straight into her warm mouth. She gags but starts to suck.
“That’s it. Breathe through your nose.”
I look down at her and there’s a strange tightening in my chest. Her blond hair spills halfway down her back. Her lips are puffy from me fucking her mouth, and her eyes are like amethysts. As she blinks up at me, her black sooty lashes are wet and slightly spiky. The more I deep throat her, the more she gags. But Jesus Christ, it feels so good. My hand wraps around her hair as I thrust my cock deep.
“I want you to take more of me.” I pull her hair and she pops off me as I raise her face to mine. She looks rather disappointed and licks her fat red lips.
“I’ll teach you.” I stand and like the good girl she is, she wraps her legs around me while I walk her to the wall. My mouth presses against her lips. She hesitates, not that I’ll allow it. I thrust my tongue into her sweet mouth and make her obey. Leaning toward the wall, I lift my head and it seems as if I’m staring into our souls. If I wasn’t a seasoned pot smoker, I would freak. It’s not every day that you see your soul intertwined with another’s.
“Let’s put this ballet training to good use. Drop your leg.”
“Axel,” she says, panting. “I need you.”
I take her left leg and lift it straight up to her head. “Yeah, like this.” Taking my cock, I rub her wet pussy. Her head falls back to the wall, and her nails dig into my shoulders.
I bend her knee to fit my cock into her warm, dripping cunt. She screams as her nails knead my neck almost like a frantic cat in heat.
“That’s it, baby.” Her eyes widen as I move slowly, letting her adjust to the fullness.
“So tight. Look at how your pretty cunt takes to my cock.” I lift her leg back up to her ear and thrust into her.
“I’m going to come,” she screams.
“Not yet. Let me fuck you. I’m so deep,” I grunt, thrusting in and out. She’s so tight that I don’t want it to end. If I could fuck her for days, I would.
“Axel!” Her cunt latches on and her eyes flutter as she unravels.
Everything’s heightened: sound, touch, taste. Her wet core clamps on and pulses as her nails claw their way down my back. But her eyes change. She’s floating and taking me with her. She’s no longer her; she’s a part of me.
Capturing her lips, I let myself spill over the cliff with her. She’s chanting my name and I can hear myself saying “fuck” and “Antoinette,” but it’s like we’re in a tunnel. The pleasure still pumps out of me inside her. My seed pulses into her as I have one of the best fucking orgasms of my life.
Her forehead nuzzles against my neck, and the room slowly comes back into focus. Our breathing stills. I’m ready to throw us onto the bed when BAM! It sounds as if someone is breaking the door off its hinges.
“What the fuck?”
“I think someone is concerned about us.” She puffs out a breath like a feather caressing my neck. Slowly I release her leg and gently pull out.
“You okay in there, Axel? You’re not killing each other, are you?” Ryder laughs as his voice penetrates my brain. For the first time in my life, I wouldn’t mind having my own place.
Blade had one that he would escape to. I never could understand his need. But as I yell for Ryder to fuck off, I’m thinking maybe instead of getting Antoinette that studio apartment, why not buy her a condo? That way we can have a place.
“Fuck off, Ryder.”
I stroke her flushed checks. “You okay?”
Her eyes swim with tears. “That was indescribable. We were one. Did you feel us together? As if we were connected?”
I grin and kiss her tears away. “It’s just the weed, baby.”
“Wait.” She reaches for my face with both hands and looks into my eyes. “You didn’t feel it?”
I should lie.
“I felt it. I touched your soul, and now it’s mine.” I pick her up and carry her to my bed, turn off the lights, and pull her relaxed body into my arms.
She remains silent although I can feel the dampness of her tears on my chest. I close my eyes and let the weed and exhaustion take over.
Rolling over, I blink at the morning light spilling into my room. My head feels like I slept for days, yet from the slight overcast of the morning I bet it’s 5:00 maybe 6:00 a.m. Jesus, I slept, and it was deep and dream free.
My arms tighten on Antoinette’s as she groans and buries her nose in my neck. She seems to like doing this and it calms her. I rub my forehead with my other hand. That was some crazy shit that Rip came up with. Seeing into each other’s souls should definitely trigger sales. It’s like ecstasy without the hangover.
