I ignore how that makes me feel. I don’t want to look that far into the future because I’m not sure if I’ll be okay with letting her go. I take a fortifying breath and move on to the next part of the conversation. I don’t want to scare her away with the attachment that I already feel toward her.
“Let’s make a plan, so I can get you back to my place and finish what we started in the kitchen.”
She scrunches her face at me. “Finish? Didn’t we finish?”
I cup her jean covered ass cheek and yank her close. Her eyes roll back when she rubs against my extra hard dick.
“Heaven, I’m sorry but you will be sore tomorrow.”
Heaven
I stretch in Axel’s super comfortable bed. He’s right. I am a little sore. It’s not every day a man decides to test my flexibility by pushing my foot toward the headboard. He’s so rough. I shiver with arousal at the thought.
The sunrise is beautiful from my vantage point on the bed. I should be exhausted and sleepy, but my excitement wouldn’t let me rest. We’d focused long enough to come up with a plan. We would call the most important people and tell them about our relationship today, announce it on social media tonight, and go out publicly tomorrow. I am far too thrilled to claim him on such a large scale. Mine. Mine. Mine! I feel like one of those seagulls onFinding Nemo.
I can’t help it. Axel is mine for seven weeks. I’ve never had a boyfriend as fine as him—I look around the beautiful master bedroom—or rich. This will be fun as long as I can remember to keep my emotions under control.This is only temporary. I discover a new thigh bruise, and I know exactly when I got it.
After we arrived from the beach, I’d campaigned for quick showers to wash off the sand. I didn’t want to get his white sheets dirty. I’d sequestered myself in the master bathroom and locked the doors, so we could shower quickly separately.. Everything was going to plan when a very naked Axel swung the shower door open.
“H-How?” I started to ask before he grabbed me.
“Did you really think I could be bested in my own home?” he growled as he pinned me to the glass. “I want to check my drown proofing training.”
“What—?”
Axel had my legs draped over his shoulders before I could finish my question. His eyes bore into mine as he slowly took his first lick in lieu of a response. He proceeded to lick me into two orgasms before he came up for breath. I was jelly in his hands. His fingers dug into my thighs to keep me upright. Damn his swimmer’s lungs. He lowered me down his body as he stood, ensuring to rub his erection on my sensitive flesh. I’d almost begged him to take me when he captured my mouth in a bruising kiss. He nipped my lip before speaking.
“This is a warning,” he rasped as he continued to rub his hardness against my well-kissed flesh. “Don’t try to lock me out again. You will be punished.”
“Punished?”
“Yes.” His eyes were dark blue and naughty. “I’m gonna make you beg.”
Axel had left me in the shower after that. When I climbed into bed with him a few minutes later, he followed through with his warning by teasing me for what felt like two days before he put me out of my misery. It was hot, rough, and kinky. My aching body wants more.
“Stop it,” I whisper to my hormones just before he appears.
Axel must have gone swimming because his damp hair clings to his shoulders. Water traces a path down his neck; I watch it as it rides his collarbone and down to his wet swim trunks that are having trouble concealing his stiffening cock.
“Dammit, Heaven,” he chides. “I told you to stop looking at me like that. We have things to do outside of this bedroom.”
“Good morning to you too, Axel.”
I sit up in bed and cross my legs. The action causes the cover to fall revealing my nude body. His eyes drop to my tits—I know how much he loves them—before taking a long pull at the rest of my body.
Axel’s eyes heat up when they settle on the part left exposed by my style of sitting.
“Now, who’s the one giving the dirty looks?”
With a grunt, he walks into the bathroom and closes the door. I laugh to myself as I grab my toiletries and go to one of the many bathrooms in the house. I return clean and wrapped in a towel in time to watch him zip his slacks. The movement causes his abs to contract. It should be illegal to be that sexy.
“What’s the agenda today?” I question as I drop my towel on the bed and rifle through my suitcase.
“First, is for you to put some damn clothes on,” his response is terse.
I roll my eyes. “I’m currently looking for clothes. Rude!”
Axel grabs my wrist and pulls me to his chest. His blue eyes study my face. “Not rude. Just horny.”
