No, no, no. She formed her mouth to protest, but instead, her tongue and lips hissed, “Yes…”
She floated on a cloud of sweet ecstasy. He licked and sucked, tickling her with the tip of his tongue, and she figured she could enjoy the vistas of the plateau, the beauty of a sweetness and light, loving feelings and fluffy sensations.
“Yes…” she lisped as he lapped her lower lips. He blew on her clit, driving her into a quiver of passion. But he wasn’t going to win. He’d have to enter her before she would come. “Fuck me, Axe. Please.”
She jolted at the plunge of heat. Two fingers slid into her, and he stroked her, hard and steady, on that spot that drove her crazy. The fire burst from inside, and Leanna surrendered to the raging surge of ecstasy blazing through every inch of her body.
Her eyes closed, and her head wagged from side to side. She huffed and hooted, unable to hold back the rush of flames engulfing her. The climax slammed her upside her head, ringing every bell and kissing every sweet inch of her. She surged and pulsated and still, his fingers stroked, nonstop, stroking and stroking, sending her crashing over and over again, splashing her with a never-ending orgasm.
She couldn’t stand it; she was tiring. There was no way her body could take all the convulsions. Her brain fried into a sweet, lazy flood of loving feelings, and her arms reached for Axe, wanting to hug and cuddle.
He crawled up the bed and plastered his lips, still tasting of her sex, against hers, kissing her down from the heights, like a feather drifting in the wind.
“I believe we’re even.”
She could feel him smiling through the kiss, but everything grew hazy, and she didn’t care about anything but being protected, safe in his big, strong arms.
