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Axel looks down at me with a wicked grin. “That’s my girl.” Then his lips crash down on mine.
Our tongues lash out at one another’s.
Our teeth scrape.
Our inhales and exhales become a blur of heated air.
Every kiss we share seems to unlock a new level of madness for me. And I revel in it.
My hands start at Axel’s chest, feeling the strong muscles beneath his shirt. But I want more.
Dragging my fingertips down his stomach, I hook them under the hem of his shirt and press my palms against his warm skin. And at the same time, his hands pull up the back of my dress, so his big hands can grip my now bare ass.
I instantly melt into him.
Axel is so big. So damn big and thick and exactly what I’ve always pictured when I’ve thought of my perfect man.
He’s a protector and a fighter. But also a giver.
Our heads tilt to deepen the kiss and Axel reaches lower between my legs, from behind, his fingertips pressing into the dampness between my thighs.
A groan leaves me even as I push up on my tiptoes and arch my back, trying to give him more access.
Taking the opportunity, Axel’s fingers delve in deeper and I can feel the vibrations of his approval in his chest.
His fingers slide in and out of me, making my legs tremble.
His other hand slides up from my hip until he’s holding my head in place, not letting me break the kiss.
I’m moaning against his mouth when his fingers, slippery with my slickness, slide out. Only he doesn’t pull them away from my body. He drags the wet digits up, between my cheeks.
I jolt at the touch, but he doesn’t let me go.
“Shh, Baby.” His fingertip rubs a tight circle against my back entrance. “I’m not gonna try to stuff my dick in here.” Axel’s lips brush mine with each word. “But one of these days, when I’m buried deep inside your pussy,” he applies a bit more pressure, “I’ll fingerfuck this little asshole.” My entire body clenches at the thought. “And you’re gonna fucking love it.”
I believe him.
God help me, I believe him.
With a final harsh kiss to my lips, Axel releases me.
“Holy shit,” I pant, reaching for his arm to keep myself steady.
“Sit on the couch, Baby.”
Axel helps me as I stumble backwards, dropping onto the soft cushion.
He steps up in front of me, tearing his shirt off.
My eyes eat up the sight even as his hands move to his jeans. Only he doesn’t take them off, he just undoes the button and fly, leaving the material open. He reaches into his boxers, and adjusts his dick until the head of it is sticking out the top of his waistband.
My mouth waters. And as he steps closer, I quickly lean forward and lick at the bead of precum.
Strong hands grip my shoulders.
“Shit,” he hisses.
“I want to,” I whine, leaning into his grip.
