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“You’re such a tease. You really deserve a spanking.”
“Promises, promises.” I’d heard that threat before, but it wasn’t anything we’d ever done.
Leaning in, I took mercy on him—on us both—and guided his cock toward me with my hand. He growled again when I drew the tip along my mouth, tracing my bottom lip with it, before I licked away the creamy reward he left behind.
Before he could grit out another demand, I widened my jaw and sucked him inside where he longed to be, sucking in my cheeks around him.
“That’s right, baby,” he grunted. “Just fucking like that.”
Grasping my head and curling his fingers into my hair, he pushed forward while I moaned. Some women hated when a man took control like this. Not me. I loved when Axel snapped. And when it came to our sex, it didn’t take much. The change in him right now didn’t surprise me. When he got tense, pre-race, nerves, a super-dominant side emerged.
Tilting my head, I let him go as deep as he wanted, though I couldn’t stop my gag reflex when he hit my throat. A satisfied sound escaped him as he held still there, making me adjust. My eyes watered, and my fingers grasped his thighs, my nails digging in.
“Gonna keep being a brat?” he asked.
I nodded. There was no chance I wouldn’t.
“Good girl.” He pulled back but pushed in again before I completely regained equilibrium. Had I wanted to distract him? Any power I’d thought I had slipped away as Axel took over, climbing right into the driver’s seat.
“Not gonna come in your mouth,” he muttered, as he steadily pushed in and out, and I sucked as well as I could, losing rhythm while I tried to keep up. “Are you wet for me? Ready for me to bend you over that bed and take that tight pussy?”
My eyes locked with his, I nodded as well as I could with him fucking my mouth. God, I was so hot I thought I might come just from this. My body vibrated from the arousal, my core pulsing with each drive into my mouth. I sucked harder, craving his taste as much as I desired him fucking me.
Suddenly, he yanked free and pulled me up. Before I comprehended his quick motions, I was bent over the bed. He yanked down my yoga pants and panties.
“Fuck, baby, you’re dripping wet.”
“I want you,” I whined. Going onto to my toes, I angled myself for him, silently begging for what he’d promised me. Axel didn’t need an invitation, his cock pressed to my opening, the wide head invading my tight passage. I screamed into the blankets when he surged forward. Grasping my hips, he started a frantic pistoning that tore cry after cry from my lips.
“Oh God!” I panted. “Axel. Oh…”
“Take it. Take me,” he grunted, his thrusts growing harder, almost punishing as his balls slapped forward against my aching clit.
“Yes!” My toes curled, my fingers clawing the blankets, as my release crashed over me.
“Oh, fuck! Bristol!” he yelled as my fisting walls pulled him over. “Fuck…fuck…”
Heat filled me as his sated body blanketed mine, pressing me down into the mattress while his hips still ground into me. My eyes drifted closed, golden happiness glittering through me as he lazily kissed my shoulder and the back of my neck.
Mission accomplished.
Thirty-Six
Bristol
Watching the jets scream over the track on race day, I was so proud of my man while I stood beside him next to his car before the race. It was almost time for him to climb into his vehicle and start the engine. Unlike yesterday, the nerves rattled in me and not him. All morning, from the church service to last drivers’ meeting to his crew powwows, Axel had been the consummate picture of complete Zen.
We’d seen his parents briefly today, and now, they were sitting with Troy. Everyone had been either all business or in a near-celebratory mood all day. Not me. I struggled hard not to let my fears show, though I was pretty sure my hands shook. I couldn’t say why, but a looming sensation of dread kept trying to push into the moment. I struggled to keep it back and look serene—especially since camera after camera had panned our way or been right up in our space. Repeatedly.
That was a little disconcerting. Axel took it all in stride, his hand clasped around mine in public.
“They’re just curious,” he’d said, leaning sideways to whisper into my ear, his warm breath sending a tremor of awareness down my spine. “News is out about us being married, though it’s not confirmed. They’re all trying to figure it out. Star-crossed lovers or some shit, according to Huck. Plus there’s the debacle over me moving from Pendleton Motorsports to Pressure Racing. The interest will wear away soon.”
I knew cameras were recording us right now. Since the news of our secret had come out, there had been a media frenzy eating up everything about us.
I doubted their fascination would wane as soon as he thought, but I supposed we’d get used to it.
Beside me now, Axel pulled in a deep pull of air and slowly released it in a long gust.
