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I’d just set my clutch on the table when he came up behind me and slowly pulled the zipper down, opening up my back to him. The air hit my exposed skin, and I felt the bumps form everywhere, felt my hair stand on end.
The material over my shoulders came loose, and the dress slowly sank down, falling to my stomach and then over my hips to the floor. His hand unclasped the strapless bra, and that fell too.
His thick arm circled over my stomach, and he pulled me back into him, his head dipping to kiss my shoulder, trailing kisses closer to my neck.
My hand grasped on to his forearm, and I felt him tug me against him, feeling the rod of his dick right against my back.
His other hand scooped to my chin, and he turned my face toward him so he could kiss me, dipping his body down to catch my lips as he tugged me into him and brought my ass right against his dick in his jeans.
He brought a fire to my heart, a warmth to my cold skin. My pulse raced at his touch, like this was the first time instead of a trip down memory lane. He guided me to face him, bringing me close so he could deepen our kiss now that we were face-to-face.
My hands slid under his shirt and tugged it up, bringing it over his head to reveal his rock-hard pecs and thick shoulders. My fingers felt his searing skin and traced all the mountains and valleys of his arm muscles. Then I loosened his jeans and tugged them down as my mouth was full of his tongue. I tugged his boxers too, setting that monster cock free from its restraints.
Then I dropped to my knees.
He inhaled a noticeable breath as he watched me, excited just the way all men were when this moment arrived. His fingers slid into my hair to get a grip before my lips even touched him.
I flattened my tongue and opened my mouth, pulling him inside me right away instead of teasing him with a couple of kisses. I pushed as far as I could go before I drew back, repeating it over and over, cupping his balls with my small hand at the same time.
He seemed to like it because his fingers deepened in my hair, and he started to guide me, telling me exactly how hard he wanted me to suck his dick. As with everything else he did, he liked it hard and fast, and he destroyed my mouth the way he destroyed my pussy, barely giving me a chance to breathe, to swallow.
But then he pulled his cock out, like that wasn’t how he wanted the moment to end. He helped me to my feet then walked to the couch, dropping into the center of it, knees spread far apart, his glistening dick against his stomach. His arms stretched over the back of the couch too. “Come on, baby.”
I climbed onto his lap, straddled his hips, and then grabbed his base to position him at my entrance. I slowly dropped down onto his length, waiting for my body to accept his entry, and then I slid down until my body winced in protest. No other dick had ever hurt this bad and also felt this good.
His big hands went to my ass, and he guided me up and down.
My hands planted on his shoulders, and I rose and fell slowly, rolling my hips on the way down, smearing his wet length with another coat of moisture.
His fingers kneaded my ass as he guided me, his eyes hard with desire.
We moved together at a slow pace, our eyes locked on each other, our breathing syncing up. Sweat coated our bodies moments later, and we grinded and moved, the fire deep inside us both. It was one of the few times that he let me take the reins, let me do all the work and all the pleasing.
“You fuck good, baby.”
“Your dick is easy to fuck, babe.”
A subtle smirk moved over his lips, but it didn’t last long. His eyes flicked back to their seriousness, his jawline hard as he continued to grip my ass. “I fucking love it when you call me that.”
11
AXEL
I arrived at the estate then approached the double doors to his home. My nerves were on fire, not because of the opponent I was about to face, but because of the woman I would probably see.
The very woman who’d woken up beside me that morning.
I’d told her this would be uncomplicated, but now it was a complicated mess. I knew I wanted more than a fling, that it was already long past the fling stage. And if I let it continue, it would turn into a deeply serious, committed relationship—and that didn’t scare me at all.
The only thing that did scare me was her father.
There was no way I could get him to let this go. My one and only chance was Scarlett. Perhaps if she spoke to him, he would have no other choice but to accept me as the man she wanted. If he tried to kill me, she would know he was responsible, and he would lose his daughter.
But that meant she would have to show her cards, and I wasn’t sure if she would do that. It would jeopardize everything she’d been working for.
But maybe I would be worth it.
I checked in with the butler and waited for Dante to join me. I stared at a painting on the wall, some pretentious piece of art that could easily be replaced by something from the thrift store and no one would know the difference.
