“Damn it, baby, you’re so ready for me,” I whisper against her sensitive flesh as I draw a finger through the wetness and circle her clit. Wrenching a low groan from her parted lips.
“Axle, please,” she demands. Her voice is as frantic as I feel.
I rip the panties down her legs and spread them wider apart so I can look my fill before hooking one of them over my shoulder and lowering my mouth to her. Running a line right through her center with my tongue.
“God, you taste better than I imagined,” I whisper.
I do a swirl around her clit, and her hips jump when I suck it into my mouth and insert a finger inside. I begin rotating it slowly, stretching her.
Her fingers cling to my hair, and she moves with me, wanting more, so I give it to her faster, harder, deeper. I add another finger and then another. Licking and nipping at her sweet pussy until she erupts on my tongue.
Like a firecracker exploding, her orgasm rockets through her, and she screams out my name as her grip tightens and she holds me to her.
I lap at her, getting every drop, and continue to pump my fingers in and out until her body stops quaking. Then I prowl back up her body. Peppering a trail of kisses all the way to her jaw.
She grabs my neck and bears up to crash her mouth to mine.
My body covers hers, and the tip of my erection settles at her entrance. I slide it through her folds, coating it in her wetness.
“Fuck. One sec,” I say before bolting up from the bed.
“Where are you going?” she asks, reaching for me.
“Condom.”
Shit, I’m not even sure I have one.
I reach into the nightstand drawer and fumble around.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
She comes up on her elbows. “I’m on birth control.”
My eyes cut to her. I’ve never had sex without a condom. Not ever. But right now, all I want is to feel her, all of her.
“I’m clean,” I tell her as she takes my hand and guides me back down to her. I hesitate, waiting to make sure she wants this.
She arches her back, and my tip nudges her entrance. She rotates her hips, and I ease inside as she brings her mouth to mine.
She groans and then whispers, “You feel so good inside of me.”
Her words hit me, and I let out a growl and grab her hips. I pull out and then slam back inside of her. She lifts her hips to meet each thrust.
“Oh God. Yes.”
The guttural sounds she makes drives me into a frenzy.
I can feel my climax climbing up the base of my spine as she wraps her arms around me, the tips of her fingers sinking into my shoulder blades.
She wraps her legs around my back as they start to shake uncontrollably, so I slow my pace and thrust deeper.
“Axle.”
“Touch yourself for me, baby.”
She slides her hand between us, and I watch as she takes two fingers and begins to circle her clit.
A moment later, she’s coming undone.
