As he switches to the other nipple, his hand travels back down my belly, unsnapping the button on my jeans and thrusting his hand inside the waistband. His thick finger enters me with one swift thrust and instantly I am coming, coming so hard I swear I am floating in the air. My vision is dimming and the scream that rips from my throat echoes through the room.
He brings his head up from my chest, and with a wickedly arrogant smile, he brings his hand out of my pants and licks my essence from his finger.
“Fuck me, baby. Not even a second and I had that tight cunt milking my finger. I can’t wait to get inside your body. Nothing tastes better than your fucking cunt—nothing.” He pulls me closer to his body and kisses me hard.
My naked skin rubbing against his only makes me burn hotter. I need this man, need him more than I have ever needed anything in my life, and if I don’t have him naked soon, I might just die.
He jumps off the bed and pulls his jeans off his body. He takes his boots off and pulls off his socks. He stands next to the bed, my feet brushing against his naked, hairy thighs. No shame. But then again, why would he? His huge body is ripped and hard with muscles. His tan skin, ink, and every inch of his large cock are on display for me. Taking my time, my eyes travel up from the erection pressing against his toned abs to his small, dark nipples and then up to his heated eyes. My mouth drops open when I see the desire swirling in his hooded emerald eyes.
“Dreamed of this for so fucking long, Izzy.”
He makes quick work of pulling my tight jeans from my body, and my drenched panties come with them. He tosses them behind his kneeling body onto the floor. He grasps my ankles and, with slow tortured movements, runs his hands up my legs. When he reaches my knees, he brings his hands underneath and throws them over his shoulders, kissing my left knee and then my right. With a small smile, he turns to run soft kisses down my left thigh, skipping my throbbing center with just the barest breath before continuing up my right thigh with the same small kisses. His hands fall down to my hips and roughly pulls me to the edge of the bed and towards his waiting tongue. I squeak out a sharp cry of pleasure, my hands fisting the comforter and pushing my feet into his shoulders to bring my pussy closer to his mouth. He laughs and the vibrations rip through me, causing another rush of wetness to meet his tongue.
He nibbles his way around my lips, tracing every inch of my tender skin with his tongue before latching on to my swollen clit and pulling deep. I bring my hand up and press against his head, bringing him closer to my body. I can feel him bringing his hand around but the ribbons of pure unadulterated bliss that are firing through my system prevent me from tracking his destination. His thick finger rims the outside of my passage before thrusting inside. He gives me a few shallow thrusts before picking up speed and twisting his thick digit. Immediately, my pussy clenches down hard and I can feel another orgasm coming fast.
“Oh my fucking god, Axel! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” I scream.
He hooks his finger and starts to press against my G-spot, applying just enough pressure to have me shooting off like a rocket.
“Oh, Axel . . . baby, oh god. Feels so fucking good . . . Oh, god . . . Never felt anything better than with you,” I moan, my head thrashing back and forth against the bed.
He lifts off my clit and I look down at his face between my thighs. “Princess, you need to let go of my head so I can finish eating this sweet pussy.”
Oh. My. God. Just like that, I am ready to go again.
“Right,” I whisper huskily and reluctantly remove my fingers from his silky locks.
With a wink, he is right back at it, licking every inch of my swollen pussy and every single drop of my come before thrusting his tongue deep within me. I cry out and scream his name, the sound bouncing off the walls of his bedroom. I can’t talk much more. He is slowly killing me with pleasure.
“Please, baby, let me love you,” I gasp out.
“Not yet,” he says against my skin, making me shiver. “Give me one more. I want one more, Izzy. Then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk when I’m done.” He dips his head and thrusts his tongue deep within my pussy.
I scream.
He moans.
I cry out his name.
He brings his hand around my hip and presses his thumb against my clit, thrusting his tongue in and out in a steady rhythm.
“AXEL!” I yell out, coming all over his tongue before my body falls back limply against the mattress.
I am just returning to earth when I feel his wicked mouth kiss the insides of my thigh, trailing soft kisses up my belly. He gives each of my painfully hard nipples a few licks and bites before continuing up to meet my lips. I hungrily kiss him back. My tongue dancing with his. I can taste myself on him and groan into his mouth at how turned on that makes me. Never would I have thought I would enjoy tasting myself on a man. But with Axel, everything is a turn-on.