Page 24 of Crash and Burn


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I see his pulse thunder against his throat. And his fingers, poised and prepared for another dive to bring me to the edge.

But I hold him tight, painfully enough to get his attention. “I’m not a child. And you have no authority over me.”

“I’m trying—”

“To save me. Or protect me. Control me.” I lift my shoulders and shrug. “Whatever you think you’re doing, it’s not your place to decide. That’s for me. And right now, I’m offering you more. For selfish reasons, I want more. Because I don’t want to only come on your fingers. Or your tongue.”

Slowly, I lie back, but I don’t release his hair, so he’s forced to follow, or feel my wrath.

“I want to come on your cock.” I angle his face, and groan when he places his knee between my legs and follows my instructions, wrapping his lips around my hardened nipple, even with my bra in the way. “I want to feel you inside me. So unless you’re saying no for your own virtuous reasons, and not for mine, I don’t accept your rejection.”

“Hannah—”

“Wrong answer.”

I’m not nearly as strong as he is. Not even close, but he’s injured and working through a mental crisis, which means I push his shoulder and use my weight as leverage until he lands on his back, and his lips disconnect from my body.

Working fast, I reach into his shorts, pushing them down, and reveal his engorged cock. Almost purple at the head, and seeping with his desire to take everything I’m offering.

“Hannah—” he groans, but much like I did, he presses his hands to his eyes and whimpers.

So I bend closer and open my mouth wide to get my first taste. I grin at Axel’s cry of despair, both heart-aching and mollifying.

He wants me. His body is ready.

It’s simply his insane need to protect me that has his mind all messed up.

I close my lips around his cock and swallow him down until I feel the head touch my throat and tears spring to my eyes. He lifts his feet to the mattress, even the one in the cast, and rests the heels on the end of the bed. So when I begin my slide down to swallow him up a second time, he thrusts high and fills my throat until I want to choke.

But I don’t pull away.

I don’t run. I don’t shove him back and clamor for air.

I take all of him, just like we both want, and cry when he reaches down to slip his fingers between my legs.

While I slide my lips along the length of his cock, sending him toward the very brink of insanity, he’s still conscious enough of my pleasure to push thick fingers into my pussy and hook them backward, bringing me along for the ride.

Sirens wail across town, and the smell of the smoke in the air seeps inside my house.

But I come on Axel’s fingers, time and time again, until my body edges toward mush, and he… only turns more rigid. Closer to completion.

He robs himself of that easy out, the way I knew he would.

I disconnect my lips from his dick with a heavy inhalation of air, panting, as my chest heaves and searches to refill again. “I want to feel you inside me, Axel.”

He crushes his eyes closed and shakes his head.

“We’ve already crossed the line!” I shove his shorts as far down as I can manage, but they catch on his cast and I give up with a huff. “You’ve got me on your lips.” I reach back and flick my bra away, only for my bare breasts to steal his attention.

Like a cat and a laser light. A dog and a steak.

I slow my movements so he gets his fill, then I make my way onto his lap so his hardened cock rests beneath my pussy.

But notinside.

“I had your dick in my mouth.” Settling my weight onto his hips, I cup my breasts and smile when his eyes follow their every movement. Testing, I pinch my nipples between my thumbs and fingers, and hiss when his hands come to my thighs and squeeze. “You’ve been inside me already,” I murmur. Quieter now. Calmer. “Your fingers in my pussy. Your dick in my mouth.”

I release one breast, only to reach across and cup the back of his head, coaching him forward until his lips circle my nipple and send bolts of electricity through my body.

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