“Aarrrghhhh!”
He gives a hard blink before his lips curve at the tips as if they lived to undermine my emotions. “Are youdone?”
“Yes.” My chest pulsates in and out, and I’m hardly able to contain my breathing. Not in any of my fantasies combined did I ever release that much fury in one quickburst.
“Good.” He steps in and leashes his hand behind my neck, pulling me toward him as his mouth latches over mine once again, and a scream rises and falls in my throat. But this time, instead of throttling him into tomorrow, I tear off his sports coat and give his tie a hard tug, quick and stiff enough to lynch him. But Axel is equally as unrelenting. He secures me to him with a death grip. His hands ride down to my bare thighs as he rakes his fingers up toward my thighs, bringing my dress up past my hips. I grip him by the hair at his temples and pull him back with a violentaggression.
“I hate you, Axel Collins.” I bear hard into those lucent colored eyes. “I hate everything about you.” My mouth crashes back over his with a vengeance, my tongue searing over his, ravenous to have him thisway.
Axel lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he sails us through the penthouse. That oh so happy to see me protrusion in his boxers rubs hard over my sweet spot as we move through time and space to what I can only guess would be his bedroom, but Axel stops in the hall and pulls a condom out of his wallet before tossing the boxy piece of leather over hisshoulder.
“I need you, Lex.” He lunges at me with a wet, hostile kiss that exhilarates me from my hair to the tips of my toes. He runs his heated lips over my cheek, his heavy breathing loud in my ear. “I’ve always needed you.” He pulls back, his violent breathing just as deafening as my own. I can feel him pulling himself free from his boxers and working on the condom at record speed. He pulls my panties to the side and he’s there, on me, feelingme.
An earth-shattering groan evicts itself from my throat as he lands his mouth over mine as if making me swallow it backdown.
“You’re wet.” His chest rumbles with a dry laugh, and just like that he replaces his hand with a more prominent part of his anatomy. My entire body stretches to accommodate him. After six long years, it’s safe to say I had regressed back to a virginal state, and I can testify to this fact by the burn he’s incited in me. He gives one bionic thrust and pushes himself as far as my body will allow, and we both let out an aggressive moan intandem.
“Shit,” he hisses as he takes a quick bite from my neck. Axel pins me to the wall, his kisses running rampant over my lips, my cheeks, my neck, and shoulder. His hands secure themselves over my hips, and he dives my body over his with a marked aggression. Axel hammers away, grinding his hips into mine, and with every single thrust he grunts out a roar of passion. This is years of worked-up aggression coming to a head, a multitude of fantasies all playing out at once. It’s an explosion in the fireworks factory, with every last glorified cherry bomb going off at once. I’ve never known this heightened level of ecstasy was possible. Sure, Axel and I always brought passion to the table, but this is off the charts, illegal in most parts of the world, I’m sure. This is bona fide nirvana, something just outside the grasp of ordinary people. Axel and I had never been ordinary. We were special, and that was the gift we both brought to the table and thebedroom.
“Lex,” he pants hard into my ear as he grabs my hips with superhuman strength and crashes my lips over his for a brief, hungry kiss. Axel lets out a mighty roar loud enough to rattle the walls as he holds me down, shaking and quivering over me as he arrives at completion. His chest pounds hard over mine, detonating like a series of eardrum-shattering sonic booms. Axel stills, burying his face in my neck, warming me with his breath. For a moment, I’m worried he’ll say something I’m not ready to hear—that I may never want to hear. The last thing I want are words exchanged between the two of us—at least not anythingdecent.
“Come on.” He pulls out and secures my legs around his waist as he shuttles us into a dark, cavernous room. The lights pop on as we head to an enormous bed with a thick tweed comforter neatly draped over it. “It’s time for that dessert you promisedme.”
Axel lands me on my back, whips off my panties, and pins my knees to my ears with his hands. He dives in headfirst with those wet, heated kisses straight to that tender part of me. I look down to see his dark head writhing over me, and I do the only thing left to do—scream with ecstasy so earthly loud it has the power to shatter every window in a three stateradius.
And then I scream again because I never want this feeling toend.
I never want us toend.
