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Ilovethat look. It’s pure, ravenous hunger. And when I saw it two nights ago, I ended up on the enormous island behind me with Axel between my legs, devouring me into not just one, but two orgasms.
But tonight, I want something else.
So, I stop teasing him with my Erikson fangirl panties and turn around. Axel is quick on his feet and adapts in a blink, pulling me into a kiss so deep and dirty and good that by the time I come up for air, he’s got my panties down around one ankle, while the other ankle is hooked around his thigh.
“Shirt,” I beg, giving him room to whip it over his head.
Those blue eyes bore into me, burning with hunger. He’s reaching for me again, but this time, I shake my head. He stops, raising one brow as I press a finger into his chest, walking him backward until his shoulders meet the wall.
“Yeah?” he asks, mouth quirked in the sexiest slant.
I nod, leaning in to kiss his chest. One hard pec and then the other, and then my favorite spot right between. I can feel his heart beating beneath my kiss, and even in the midst of this dirty bit of fun, emotion wells within me.
He runs a hand over my hair, tipping my head back so our eyes meet. “I love you, Nora.”
He tells me all the time, like he can’t say it enough. But even if he didn’t, I’d know it.
That love is in his every action, every touch, every kiss. It’s in the air we breathe. And it’s beautiful. My lips curve. “I love you too.”
I kiss his chest again, and then slowly, deliberately, kiss lower. Hopscotching around the hard-stacked terrain of his abs and navel, I tease with licks and nips and light suction until I’m on my knees in front of him.
“This what you want tonight, beautiful?”
Working his shorts open, I rub my mouth against the cotton stretched over his straining shaft and then free that too. His cock is thick and long and pulses against my lips as I continue my torturous tease.
I peer up at him. “For starters.”
His head jerks in a nod, and I can see the restraint it’s taking for him to let me lead. I love it when he takes control, but sometimes I want it too. Sometimes I want to be the one to drive him insane, to worship him the way he worships me.
Sometimes, I want to feel all that restraint and control crumble when I take him into the back of my throat andswallow.
“Fuck, Nora!”
Lips wrapped around him, I slide over his steely length. I suck and lick and then take him deep again, reveling in the guttural, almost unintelligible praise tumbling from this man’s mouth. It makes me crazy hot and, like every other time I get so worked up that my hips start rocking of their own volition, Axel cracks.
“Enough,” he grinds out, pulling free of my mouth and then lifting me from my knees straight up so my legs lock around his hips and my arms around his neck. Kissing me hard, he lines us up and—
“Oh God!”
—thrusts full-length inside me. For a heartbeat, we still, moaning together at the rightness of coming together with nothing between us now that I’m on the pill.
Axel spins us around so it’s my back against the wall, and starts driving into me, deep and hard. Every stroke meeting that needy bundle of nerves and taking me closer and closer and closer to release.
Our bodies strain together, sweat slicking our skin, as he grates into my ear. “Come for me, beautiful.”
And that’s it. I’m tumbling over the edge. Falling, flying. Coming apart in the arms of my husband. My best friend. The man who shared his son with me and gave me a family of my own. The one who builds me up and encourages me to grow and fills my whole heart with more love and happiness than I ever dreamed possible.
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