Page 43 of It Kills Me


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His arms steadied me, and he continued to kiss me, to suck my lips into his mouth, to swirl his tongue around the source of all my pleasure. His big hands gripped my cheeks, and his powerful jaw shifted and moved to take me.

I’d never had a man want to kiss me so much. Who asked me to sit on his face every time he saw me. Who worshipped my body rather than fulfilled an obligation. That alone was sexy enough.

He guided my leg off his shoulder before he stood up, scooping me with him and taking me to my bedroom. He stripped off his clothes quickly, dropping his shirt on the rug and then his jeans. When he was gloriously naked, he lay flat on my bed then guided me to him. “Come on, Pretty.”

I straddled his face with my thighs then sat right on his mouth.

His thick arms curled around my legs, and he continued his hard kiss, taking his time sucking and kissing, making love to my sex more than any man ever had with his dick. There was no rush, like he could do this all night, like he wanted to do this all night.

When I couldn’t come anymore, he rolled me onto my back and slipped between my thighs. His hard dick was anxious, having waited for its chance for the last twenty minutes, ready to claim what it was due.

“No.” My hand planted against his chest.

Despite his desperation, he actually listened to me and stopped. Stopped his movements entirely and looked at me as he waited for me to say more.

“It’s my turn.” My palms were stroking his hard chest, the feature I loved the most.

“Baby.” He grabbed the base of his dick and slid inside my wetness instantly, releasing a quiet moan when he felt me. “It’s my honor to fuck you.” He grabbed my thigh and adjusted me underneath him, putting his dick at the deepest angle before he thrust into me as hard and fast as he could. “My fucking honor.”

We lay there in the dark for a while, our breathing slowly coming back to normal. I hadn’t closed the curtains, so we could see the view of the city, the alleyway outside my apartment, and the people who passed on the sidewalk as they ate their gelato.

Axel kissed my shoulder and locked his arm over me, tugging me closer to him. For only being a fuck buddy, he was very affectionate. He could just leave after getting his dick wet, but he chose to stay and sit in silence with me.

But that silence was interrupted by the obnoxious growl my stomach made. It sounded more like a burp.

He grinned and pressed another kiss to my shoulder. “No dinner tonight?”

“All I had was cereal.”

“Why?”

“I’m out of groceries and too lazy to go to the market.”

“Let me take you out.”

“It’s okay. It’s past ten.”

“And everything is open until midnight.”

“I already took off my makeup.”

“And you look beautiful without it.”

I rolled my eyes. “Are you hungry?”

“I’m always hungry.” He kissed my shoulder again. “Come on. Let’s get some pizza.”

“Ugh, I love pizza.”

He left the bed and started to dress. “You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“Because I shouldn’t eat pizza.” I got out of bed and rubbed my hand across my stomach.

He smirked like it was a joke.

“The second I eat carbs, I look pregnant.”

“Well, I’d like to see that.” He was fully dressed in his black jeans and t-shirt, and the only sign of messiness was his tousled hair. I fisted it as I ground against his mouth, wanting more of those powerful lips.

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