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He goes slowly, making sure he doesn’t hurt me. Which is stupid sweet, but mostly just stupid. I don’t want tenderness or his reluctance, though, because as soon as he’s in me, I need more of him. I arch my back and he slides even deeper. He gives me a few swift strokes and then his breathing quickens.

He leans down, his lips next to my ear. “You gonna come for me again?”

There’s a hint of humour in his voice, but I’m not sure he’s joking. I nod, because I can already feel it building back up again, as my muscles flex and squeeze around him and drive us both to even higher heights of pleasure.

He goes still, stroking only his thumb over my clit and moving his fingers from my throat to my hair, gathering it into his hand. “God, babygirl,” he mutters, “you feel so fucking good.” His voice is hoarse with need, and it makes his every word so sexy. I whimper and he starts to move again, finding a rhythm that soon has me gasping and moaning, telling him how good he feels, how his cock feels. How much I need him.

“I know how much you need me, babygirl,” he whispers. “Your pussy is fucking soaking for me.” My body tenses in anticipation of another orgasm. “Give it to me, babygirl.” His voice is barely a breath against my skin, and I shatter around him.

He leans down and catches my cries of pleasure against his mouth, swallowing them, as he pounds into me in a relentless rhythm. I can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t do anything but hold on for dear life as he drags me along for the ride until he too finds his release and groans against my mouth.

“Fuck,” I whisper when I come back down to earth.

He laughs. “Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” I say, sucking on his neck. His dick pulses, and I gasp.

“Don’t do that or we’ll be going another round,” he warns

I grin at him and bite my lip. “I’m not complaining.”

“You will be when you see how we’re getting out of here.”

I’m too orgasm-drunk to work out what he means. He wraps his arms tight around me, grabbing a handful of my ass cheek, and I giggle. I’m pretty sure I screamed his name and clawed his back as I came undone, and that I’ll find my nails have left delicious dark red scratches on his skin. It’ll add to the canvas of scars he already wears, if only for a short time.

“I guess we better get cleaned up,” he says reluctantly.

I’d stay here all day, with his cock just resting inside of me, if I could.

“I guess,” I repeat with a sigh. His eyes register a glimmer of satisfaction. He knows the effect he has on me. He’s silently calling me out on myI chose Axelbullshit.

He pulls out, making me wince at the loss of him, and rolls off of me. He strokes a lock of hair away from my forehead and kisses me there. His touch is gentle. It is the gentlest I’ve ever felt him, and it makes me ache. I watch him as his eyes soften and he leans down to kiss me.

“You’re perfect, beautiful.”

I swallow hard, his words, his actions, everything about him is a syringe, filled with something potent and addictive. Energy courses through me, straightening my spine and making me feelinvincible. I take his face in my hands and kiss him again, my tongue darting out to chase his.

He pulls away abruptly. “Nope. I’m going for a shower. Otherwise we’re never getting out of here. Phone your friends, Odi. Saint left me a bike and two lids, so I can take you wherever you need to go.”

“A bike?”

His grin is indolent and sexier than it has any right to be.

My heart flutters when I remember the last time I was on the back of a bike. Granted, it was just a moped and this is highly unlikely to be the same, but it still reminds me of the day Axel collected me to go to the hospital to see Kaiden. At the time, I was convinced we were racing there to say goodbye to him.

I shudder. I’m not sure I’ll ever get over the trauma of repeatedly losing Kaiden.

“Aww, don’t be scared, babygirl. I’ll keep you safe. I’m an excellent rider.”

I give him a tight smile, happy to let him think that it’s the bike I’m scared of. “So where am I taking you?”

“I don’t know. Give me a minute.”

I look around for my phone before remembering that it’s probably still on the sofa from where I threw it at him. Getting up, I nip into the bathroom to clean up, before slipping past Kaiden and locating it on the cushion.

Kaiden disappears into the bathroom, and a moment later the shower is running.Damn. I should have showered first and stolen all the hot water,I think as I turn my attention back to my phone.

Unlocking the screen, I bring up Lou’s number and call her. She answers on the final ring and I breathe a sigh of relief. I know Kaiden said my friends were fine, but I didn’t quite believe it.

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