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“How does that feel?”
“Perfect,” I manage with a gasp, thighs rubbing together in hopes of catching some friction as I stare up at him. His hair has fallen free from his hair tie, tucked gently behind his ears as his pupils remain wide with awe.
“You still trust me?” he asks, and I nod eagerly. “Good. You’re going to need that trust in about two seconds. Okay?” My eyebrows pinch with nerves as I weakly nod again.
He grabs his bag and brings the entire thing closer. I watch his every move, hating that I can’t see into the bag as he digs around in it, but with every second that passes, my anticipation heightens.
“Please, Ax,” I whisper, need clawing at my insides, and he pulls a small package from his bag, tearing it open to reveal a vibrator. “Holy shit.”
He’s tied me up to play with me. How is this actually my life right now?
Axel flicks the switch, and it comes to life in his hand, a grin forming on his lips as he brings it closer to me. “Don’t move an inch, Reaper,” he orders, and I mumble my agreement, but it turns to complete gibberish as he presses it against my exposed clit and a scream tears from my lips instead.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
“Look how wet you already are, Scar. How much you like being at my mercy.” The smirk on his lips is wicked, tantalizing, and sexy as fuck. And he knows it. “Do you think you can come from me playing with just your clit like this?” he teases, and I groan as he presses down more firmly with the toy.
“You’re about to watch it happen,” I gasp, feet planting on the bed as my back arches, but he retreats, taking the toy with him as I cry out in frustration. “Don’t be a dick, Axel,” I bite, sweat clinging to my temple as I glare at him.
“Remember that trust?”
“Not right now, I don’t,” I grunt, and he smirks, walking back around to his bag.
“You should. Now, close your eyes.”
I stare at him for a beat, trying to read his face, but he gives nothing away, so I give over the remainder of my trust and do as he asks. The second my eyelids close, my anticipation ramps up. Goosebumps dance over my skin as I wait, and wait, and wait, the sound of the vibrator the only noise apart from my panting breaths.
Vibrations ripple at my core as he places the toy at my entrance. He works it back up to my clit, only this time it’s coated in my arousal. He keeps the pressure light as something else teases my pussy.
“Axel.”
“Trust, Reaper. Trust.”
It’s solid, cool, and rigid as he teases my entrance, and I fight to keep my eyes closed. I want this moment with him more than I want to know what it is, and he must sense that too because he inches deeper, pressing a little more with the vibrator at my clit.
“So fucking wet, Scarlett. One day, I’m going to feel you on my cock. I swear it.”
I sob at his words, my muscles clenching even tighter at the thought as he works deeper into my pussy, filling me completely. I can’t distinguish what it is as my hips buck up off the bed, needy for everything he has to offer. His restraint disappears as he fucks me without actually touching me.
It’s brutal, claiming, and stretching me with every thrust, leaving me desperate for another and another as the vibrator makes my clit sing and I know I’m close. “Axel! Fuck, I’m so close,” I cry out, arms pulling on the restraints as my back arches.
“Open your eyes, Reaper, watch what I’m playing your body with. That will send you over the edge,” he croaks, and I blink my eyes open.
My gaze lands on him first, the wild look in his eyes and the sweat between his brows as his arms tense with every thrust inside of my core, adding to the thrill thrumming through my veins. He doesn’t relent as I take my time, looking every inch of him over until I look between my thighs.
“Oh. My. God,” I whimper, my muscles tightening until there’s nothing more I can do but combust at his touch. I gape at the gun he has peeking out of my pussy for the briefest of seconds before he slams it back inside of me.
He claims me again and again, and my orgasm rips through my every vein, my release dripping down my thighs.When my body is completely wrecked, he slows altogether, removing the gun from my core as I watch in shock and awe.
“A gun, Axel? A fucking gun?” I repeat, fucking awestruck at this man and the ideas swarming his head. Anyone else and they’d be running for the hills, but that was… the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed, and it was happening to me. That's the shit dreams are made of.
He doesn’t respond straight away, but his eyes remain locked on mine as he brings the gun to his face. The remnants of my orgasm glisten over his weapon when he drags his tongue over the metal, tasting me.
My core clenches again, pleasure rippling through me as I watch my ecstasy on his tongue.
“I was right,” he breathes, dropping the gun without care and collapsing beside me. I can barely think through the sex-induced haze fogging my brain, but I manage to mutter a single word.
“What?” Once again, he tucks my hair behind my ear.
