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When we stepped inside, it felt like its own apartment, a living room directly in front of us, all the furniture dark and classic, with masculine tones and energy. There was a large TV on the wall, a wet bar, and then down the short hallway, I could see a few details of his bedroom, a large bed on a dark rug.
He went to the wet bar and poured a few drinks.
I looked out the window, the Duomo in the distance, lit up in its grandeur.
He turned with the two glasses and handed me one.
It was another old-fashioned. The glass was cold to the touch, and my finger felt the slickness of the moisture as I held it. I brought it to my lips for a quick drink, a splash of whiskey to calm the nerves.
He took a drink as he stared at me, his eyes never leaving my face. “I can tell you’re nervous.”
“You’re wrong.”
He took another drink, finishing half of it in a few sips. “To be fair, you should be nervous.” He set the glass on the coffee table and sat down, taking up unnecessary space as usual.
“I should?” I took the seat beside him, my back against the corner of the couch.
His hand made itself right at home up my dress, between my thighs. His warm fingers cupped the inside of my thigh before he moved high enough to brush against my panties. His eyes were down, like he wanted to push up the bottom of my dress so he could see what color thong I wore. “With how hard you’re about to get fucked, yes.”
My heart gave a lurch, and the goose bumps flashed down my arms once more.
His eyes were still angled down, and he smirked, seeing the distinct pebbles forming across my thighs and disappearing under the fabric of my dress. One of his big fingers slipped inside and hooked into my panties, grazing over my sensitive folds, and then he slowly started to pull them down, his strength making the fabric slide off my hips and down my thighs. He kept going, bringing them to my knees and letting them fall the rest of the way to my ankles. “Black…exactly as I pictured.”
I breathed normally, but to me, it felt uncomfortable and uneven. Without seeing my reflection, I knew my cheeks were flushed with the rush of blood that had spread to different places. I was a confident lover, but now that Axel and I were alone together, I’d never been so unsure of myself. He was suave and sexy and powerful…and I was ordinary.
He lowered himself to the floor between my knees and pulled his shirt over his head. He dropped it on the floor, and it was the first time I saw just how strong he was. His arms were bulky, with the different muscles packed together. Just a single arm was bigger than my head. His shoulders were ripped too, the skin tight over enormous striations of muscle. His chest was thick like the concrete that surrounded underground bunkers. His stomach was so firm, even when he was in a slightly seated position.
Definitely the sexiest guy I’d ever been with.
He slipped off my heels then leaned into me against the couch, his hands sliding up my dress and pushing it high to reveal my pussy, perfectly groomed because I’d had my wax that afternoon. He tugged on my hips and dragged me to the edge of the couch, his hungry eyes glued to my sex. “Fuck, that’s a pretty pussy.” His arms scooped underneath my ass and back to cradle me into position before he dipped his head and kissed me, kissed me like it was my mouth rather than my lower lips.
I inhaled a sharp breath because his warm lips against my aching bits were heaven. He kissed me again, opening my folds like he’d parted my lips in a kiss. He gave a throaty moan as he tasted me, as if feasting on me was his pleasure rather than mine. His tongue emerged, and his kisses became more aggressive, circling my clit before he sucked my folds into his strong mouth.
All the nerves left my body as I was swept away on the tides of pleasure. Men had done this to me before, but it always felt like an obligation, a duty to do his part so that the pleasure would be reciprocated. But Axel kissed me like it was his honor to do so.
My fingers dug into his hair, and I released a moan when his tongue hit me just right, when my body was lit on fire because everything felt so damn good. I started to rock my hips back into him, wanting him to take more of me, to keep making me feel good. I turned greedy, pulling his face into my pussy because I wanted everything he had.
But he pulled away instead.
I gave a cry of disappointment.
He smiled as he moved over me, his lips shiny from my taste. “Baby, I’d never leave you hanging.” His eyes glanced to my mouth before he leaned in and kissed me, kissed me as hard as he’d kissed my pussy, his hand moving straight for my hair and gripping it tightly. “I just want you to come around my dick.”
My tongue accepted his, and I knew the taste of my own desire. My fingers were in his hair again, and my other hand planted against his chest, faltering slightly when I felt just how hard he was. It was like a mountain against my palm, permanent and unmovable.
His powerful arms scooped me up from the couch and carried me into his room. He dropped me in the center of the bed and stepped away to undo his jeans and ditch everything below the waist.
I unzipped my dress and got it off, sitting up with my tits out, the air suddenly cold against my skin. But when I saw that big dick…all my discomfort disappeared. I couldn’t take my eyes away from it, following the trail of thick veins that extended from the base to the head. It was a nice dick, but it was also intimidating.
He moved onto the bed and rose over the top of me, his thighs immediately separating mine in a rush to be inside me. His thick arms hooked behind my knees, and he opened me wide like he needed all the room to make this work. Then his head pressed against me, like a square peg trying to shove inside a round hole.
My head was in the clouds, but I managed to speak my mind. “Condom…”
He held himself over me, his blue eyes burning into mine. “I’m coming inside this pussy.” He pushed a little harder, trying to get his massive head inside my tightness. “All fucking night.”
The heat that flushed through me was so scorching it made me break out in an instant sweat. The body on top of mine was so damn fine that I didn’t care about anything except the impending ecstasy. “You better be clean.”
He pushed inside one inch and then another, the barrel of his length stretching me wide and making me wince. “I would never hurt this pretty pussy.” He gave another shove, getting himself a little deeper.
