I don’t have time to be embarrassed or sheepish. Axel’s jeans already rests at his ankles. He pulls my ass cheeks to the edge of the bed, and his thick, condom clad cock is already nudging at my opening. My eyes widen a little. It’s big like the rest of him. I’m not sure if he can fi—
“Ah…” My head hits the mattress as Axel sinks deep into parts I didn’t know I owned.
He pushes my legs apart, making the ‘V’ in the air. This is what I should have been doing all week. He’s relentless, drilling inside me with one goal in mind. Axel’s fingers grip my thighs, digging into my flesh with each thrust. My pants, still affixed to my other ankle, dance along with his thrusts. Every cell inside of me celebrates each pump and his impossible size.
I see stars—no, fireworks. This is the kind of shit you savor. Fuck, I feel like starting a diary just so I can chronicle this moment. Someone needs to know this happened.
“Ah baby, your pussy is…heavenly.” I would want to punch the big bastard if his cock wasn’t giving me my entire life at the moment.
I watch in awe as his shirt disappears revealing each and every ab I plan to feast on in the very near future. Axel swivels his hips to adjust his trajectory. My eyes roll back, and my toes bow. I claw at the bed, disturbing the comforter and wrinkling the linen.
“Oh yes, you big man-beast! Fuck my pussy like you own it!” This dude has turned me into a porn star except my rapture is real.
I earned myself a growl as Axel pushes into me so hard that the orgasm that had been playing hide-n-seek jumps out and thrusts a white flag in the air. My entire being shakes down to my soul. My back arches off the bed as I disintegrate. Axel’s massive hands claim my ass, keeping me right where he wants me.
“Oh fuck, oh, Heaven…Your cunt is squeezing me so tight.” The mask of pleasure on Axel’s face prolongs the best orgasms I’ve ever had. “So wet, so good…so fucking good,” he says right before he slams into me again.
I cry out my most delicious pleasure, but I’m sure he’d dislodged one of my ovaries.Goodbye, ol’ girl, you had a good run.I suck happily on the thumb he slides into my mouth, giving it ample attention. I swirl my tongue around it like it’s his cock.
I watch him, watch me suck his thumb. Damn, he gets to me. Everything about him turns me on. His wild blond mane, startling blue eyes, and the unmasked desire controlling all his features. This magnificent man is mine for the night. I’m shook by the sadness that outlines that thought. I can’t keep him.
I feel him swell inside of me; his climax is approaching. His now wet thumb works my clit like a professional. I’m not sure if I ever came down from the other orgasm. My eyes want to close from the pleasure of having his thrusts and thumb alternating between stimulating my clit from above and below. I fight against it, I must see him finish. I need to know how Axel looks when he’s overcome with his own release. I want to store it away to keep me warm on lonely nights. Little delicious tingles start to tease me again when Axel leans forward once again changing his aim. He teases the exposed part of my nipple with his tongue before taking my mouth again. My hands roam over the taut bulges in his thick, tense arms.
Axel breaks the kiss to stare into my eyes. His intense eyes—now dark blue—toggle between tenderness and raw lust. I’m mystified when his head falls back with a growl. My eyes trace the cords in his neck as his cock convulses inside of me.Oh, that feels good.But, that’s not what throws me over the edge. It’s watching him come apart. Hearing him moan helplessly as the sensations wash over him. Feeling him grip my hips hard enough to leave a bruise. It’s so hot, I can’t stand it.
“Heaven…” he sighs, looking at me with glazed over, heavy-lidded eyes.
I wrap my hands in his silky hair and pull him into a kiss. Our tongues explore each other lazily. His warm hand frees my ankle from its denim prison. If he was anyone else, I would worry about what’s next. I’m just as comfortable and a lot more sated. I don’t fear being kicked out or forgotten after one night. I wrap my legs around his waist when he starts to push us further onto the bed.
I whimper in protest when our bodies disconnect. Axel rolls over onto his back, kicking off his shoes, jeans, and underwear in the process. I let my eyes close for a moment, savoring the comfortable silence. I don’t move when Axel curses under his breath.
“Heaven?”
“Yes?” I yawn
“About how much do you like me?”
I scrunch up my face. Does he really need his ego stroked right now?
“Enough to have sex with you.” I laugh softly. The Sandman is resting on my forehead.
“What about enough to possibly have my child?”
I bolt upright in the bed. I’m wide awake now.
Axel
The sun floats in like an asshole I didn’t invite to my party. I feel the bed shift as Heaven slides her sexy ass body back into my bed. I pull her close, spooning the hell out of her while my arm rests on top of my new best friends. She giggles when I squeeze one. I’m far more content than I remember being in a very long time.
I’d thought I’d killed the mood last night when I realized the condom broke. I’d heard how my question sounded the moment it was out of my mouth. Her reaction was comical, but I had to withhold my amusement until I’d convinced her that I’m not crazy. It sounded like I was yearning to start a family because of one good fuck. Heaven then drilled me about my sexual history, if I’d been tested, and what if anything could I pass to her. Once she was satisfied, she’d laughed and told me she was on birth control—one of those implants, I believe.
I’d feasted on her tits until I was hard again. I’d slid into her slowly with a properly applied condom. We took our time exploring each other’s body. Our frantic need for each other was still satisfied from our first time. I’m addicted to the way she looks at me when I’m inside of her. Heaven makes me feel powerful and unreal.
My very hard sidekick presses against her back, bringing me back to the present. I nibble on the nape of her neck. Heaven’s nipples bead against my arm.
“Stay,” I whisper again.
My campaign started last night. I can’t imagine the resentment I’ll feel toward my once comfortable bed once she’s gone. I feel as if my favorite resort will lose some of its luster. I already have the room, extending her stay will not cost her a thing. I even offered to upgrade her ticket for her return. I know she has her own life waiting for her, but I want her here with me for a little longer.
