AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Her hands slide under my shirt, nails raking over my stomach, and I groan into her mouth. Our kisses turn frenzied, desperate, months of pent-up passion unleashed at once.
I cup her breast through the silky fabric of her dress, rolling her nipple between my fingers. Maya gasps, arching into my touch, and I trail my lips down her throat…
Four
Maya
Axel’s fingers dance across my breasts, igniting sparks along my skin. My nipples harden under his feather-light touch, craving more pressure.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, watching his hands move over my body.
His gaze darkens my cheeks as heat pools low in my belly. I arch into his palms, wordlessly begging for more.
Axel chuckles, low and throaty. “Patience, my love.”
But patience is the last thing on my mind. After so much time apart, I need him now.
I grab his wrists and guide his hands lower, over the curve of my hips. “Please, Axel.”
His eyes flash, all pretense of restraint vanishing. He grips my hips and yanks me against him, the hard ridge of his arousal pressed against my pulsing pussy.
A gasp escapes my lips. “Yes.”
“You drive me mad,” he growls, claiming my mouth in a searing kiss.
His tongue plunges inside, mimicking the rhythm of our lower bodies. I moan into his mouth, my hands tangling in his hair to keep him close.
He breaks the kiss, trailing his lips along my jaw.
A thrill races down my spine.
After all this time, he still knows me better than I know myself. Knows exactly what I need.
I shiver in anticipation as Axel’s hands slide into my hair, fisting my locks. He tugs, just hard enough to sting, and my eyelids flutter closed.
“Look at me,” he commands.
I obey without thinking, gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes. The raw desire in his expression steals my breath.
He takes a step back, pulling me with him by my hair, maneuvering my body as he sees fit. I go willingly, putty in his hands.
Axel brings his mouth to my ear, nipping at my lobe. “On your knees.”
My knees buckle at the order and I sink down, steadied by his grip on my hair. He releases me, only to grasp my jaw, tilting my head up.
I lick my lips as I stare at the bulge straining against his pants. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting him again after all this time.
His smoldering gaze holds mine.
My hands tremble in anticipation as I reach for his belt buckle. I make quick work of the barrier between us, impatient to once more feel the velvet steel of him on my tongue.
Axel hisses in pleasure as I free his erection and stroke its hard length. But I want more. I need to taste him.
Leaning in, I swirl my tongue around his bulbous tip, savoring the bead of moisture that greets me. Axel’s moan is my reward.
I wrap my lips around him and take him deep, as deep as I can. His grip on my hair tightens, spurring me on.
This is home. Here, on my knees before Axel, is where I belong.
