Page 37 of Fractured Chances


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I reach up to turn his face toward me. “It’s just you and me tonight.”

His eyes spark and he raises his eyebrow. “Oh, really?” he asks as he starts closing in on me, backing me up against the wall.

I nod with a smile. He reaches out both his hands and puts them around my waist, rubbing his thumbs against my ribs. “This is sexy,” he says, lowering his body so that our lips are only a breath away.

“Wore it just for you,” I say, staring at his lips.

“Thank you,” he says before taking my lips with his. He smells so good and his kisses are such a hot mix between rough and soft that I might just faint. He nibbles my ear and moves his lips with quick kisses across my cheek and neck before connecting with my lips again. “Let me put you to bed,” he says and I smile, taking his hand and leading him to my bedroom so that he can live out his fantasy of going to bed together and waking up in my bed.

He lays across the bed and I join him. He starts his sexy kisses as his hands roam over and under my top, pinching my nipples, now tender from before, moving downward, caressing my hips and ass. He’s a master at foreplay when he gets the chance and he enjoys it as much as I do. He makes me feel safe and valued when we make love as if he doesn’t take any moment for granted.

My hands run down the back of his shirt, moving under it so that I can touch his spine. His moan compliments mine and the kisses join our souls together. He presses himself deeper into me and I can feel his hardness through his jeans against my leg. We pause in between to just look at each other and to come up for air. He licks my nose and I run my hands through his curls, massaging his scalp. We’ve got all the endorphins racing through us and we can’t help but smile at each other.

“I’m glad you called,” he says. “I appreciate moments alone with you like this. I can take my time and have your entire focus,” he tells me as he licks my neck. I run my hand across his solid shoulders and down to his ass. I don’t want to rush this with him so I try to get past the fear of not knowing when the sedatives will wear off for the other guys since I’m accustomed to using stronger tranquilizers but dang it, that’s the one thing we didn’t stack up on in our arsenal of weapons.

I keep reminding myself that the pharmacist says it should provide eight hours of undisturbed sleep. I put it in some wine just for extra measure, hoping that mixing them won’t fucking kill them. I tried not to overdo it so that’s all I need to remember. I have at least 8 hours and with 3 hours already past, I don’t even need five hours to give Axel just as much time for us to spend together as well as make my escape.

So I’m going to relax and focus on the way his body feels against mine, the way he holds me and treats me with respect, and how lucky I feel to be looked at by him. And I’m going to focus on something he really enjoys us doing together.

“I like having you all to myself too,” I tell him. We don’t get to be together alone, like this, with no distractions often but when we do, I have a special little toy just for him. He pegs me and well, I peg him. I stretch above my head to my nightstand and I pull out the anal plug, strap on that vibrates at the clit and lube that I bought for nights alone with him, when I’m feeling more dominant than usual and he’s feeling a little frisky. He laughs.

“So, what do you say? Are you feeling up for it, tonight? Or?” I ask him.

He bites his lip and his eyes twinkle. “Okay, give me a second.” He kisses me again before running to the bathroom and preparing himself to be penetrated. He comes out fully nude and damp from a quick shower and as many naked bodies as I’ve seen not just tonight alone, I still manage to blush as he comes over to the bed and climbs in next to me.

The softness of his skin beneath my fingers tempts me as I run my hand over his arms, back, and ass. I reach for the lube but he presses kisses into my cheek and neck and they become so fucking sensual, my body’s going wild. His hand has a mind of its own or should I say, his hand and my mind are on the same page. He slides it under the waistband of my satin shorts, finding my clit with a single finger.

“Oh, fuck,” I say and he just looks at me, smiling and kissing my cheek each time I moan. I’ve been so hot for him, I cum in less than a minute, shaking beneath him on the bed. He pulls my shorts down my legs, revealing my pussy to him which he buries his face into. My top feels too hot all of a sudden and I violently pull it off me, throwing it on the floor, remaining on my elbows to watch him eat me. I cum again soon after and as he’s about to set me off again, I’m not sure I can bear it so I push him back on the bed to kiss him, sliding my wetness along his shaft, it’s not inside me yet.

The friction is becoming too much even for me so I climb off him and take him in my mouth instead. I suck him off and move my attention to his balls, sucking them into my mouth and releasing them, hearing him grunt and groan above me, calling my name. I move my tongue down to his hole and I start kissing him there, licking him as I stroke his dick. His hips begin to move, rubbing his ass against my face. I can’t see what he’s doing but I can hear him and it’s giving me bliss.

When I notice the change in the rhythm of his hips, I know he’s close but we’re not done yet, so I stop, leaning away from him and watching him grip the sheet in frustration and delight. I laugh a little.

“You’re evil,” he says as I reach for the lube. I take my time, giving him the chance to hold his orgasm off for a bit. I return to placing pecks on his lips and cheek, then on his neck making him even more frustrated. He grabs my face and kisses me until I’m breathless. It takes me a while to shake off the dizziness of that kiss and I move back so that I can open him up and place the cool lube against his asshole. He jumps a little and laughs. I don’t, I just stare into his brown eyes before I lean over him to kiss his stomach, while I insert the anal plug. I want him to be stretched before I fuck him.

As his anus slowly accepts the plug, I use the remaining lube on my hand to start jerking him off. “Fuck,” he says. I move slowly because I’m still not ready for him to bust yet. He has to fuck me first. His eyes are closed and he looks like he’s being driven out of his mind as his abdomen rises more than usual and falls in desperate pants.

“Is this pace good? Do you need more lube?” I ask, still slowly moving inward, the anal plug is almost half past the point where his anus sucks in the rest.

He nods. “This is perfect,” he gasps.

“Good,” I say planting kisses on his hairy inner thigh which makes this even fucking hotter for me. Finally, I hear the suction of the plug, and the flat end of it is sucked up against his ass to keep his ass from fucking devouring it whole and never letting it go.

He gasps and groans, writhing a little before he flips over and tackles me so that I’m lying on my back. “Come here, you evil little fucker,” he grins before pulling my legs open and starts touching me there again as his kisses against my lips become rougher, only slightly so, disorienting me. He uses his teeth to graze my nipples and my hips rock even harder.

“Oh god.” I grind against his finger as he thrusts it inside of me and starts pulling on my walls, while ever so gently teasing my g-spot. I whine and my moans have become squeakier, longer. This is fucking maddening.

“Oh my god, oh my god.” I start hitting his shoulders. “Yes, fuck. I hate you,” I yell. That’s when you know it’s fucking incredible when the pleasure is so fucking relentless, it starts pissing you off.

He laughs. “You want me to stop?” he asks.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I say just as my mouth drops open in an “O”, and other than a few squeaks from way down in my throat, nothing else comes out but air while my eyes roll over in my head and I start pulling away from him, afraid I’ll die if he ever indulges me some more.

I know he pulls his finger out at that point but I’m not sure what he’s doing next since my eyes are closed and my throat is dry and I’m trying to swallow to lubricate it. I feel the bed move and soon between my legs, I feel the tip of his dick against my clit. I let out a cry, with actual tears when I open my eyes to see his arms raising his body over me. I grab onto his back, pulling him forward, crying, “Yes, oh god, yes, fuck me, please.” And he lowers his body, pressing his hips into me, thrusting that hard, fucking long rod inside of me and I lose my shit as it keeps going in further and upward to hit that now sensitive g-spot with continuous pressure.

It’s like he pressed a button inside me and I can’t help but go out of my fucking mind, circling my hips against him, throwing my hips up to get his dick to keep crashing against that spot. I feel fucking insane and he grabs my hips, holding me steady as he plows me.

I fucking burst in pleasure. Confused from the torture of this pleasure and loving the man who gave it to me.

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