"Did you miss me?" he whispered, his lips brushing her ear.
"Shut up," she mumbled, her hips jerking towards his fingers.
He gently stroked her, drawing circles around her clit, teasing her opening.
She squirmed, her legs spreading, her back arching.
Axel couldn't draw it out any longer, his cock was rock hard and throbbing, the need for release overwhelming.
He pulled his hand away and positioned himself between her legs, his erection pressing against her entrance.
"Fuck," he groaned, his hips jerking forward.
She gasped, her eyes flying open.
"Please." His lips trailed along her neck. "I need you."
He thrust into her, burying himself inside her warm, wet heat.
Her walls clenched around his cock, her hips rolling to meet his.
Axel shuddered, his length pulsing inside her, her scent filling his lungs.
"So good." His hands cupped her breasts, his lips sucking at her neck.
Deepa cried out, her nails digging into his skin, her muscles spasming around him.
"Fuck," he grunted, his hips bucking, his balls aching.
He couldn't stop.
It was too much.
He needed more.
More of her.
All of her.
Axel growled, his fingers digging into her skin, his body shaking with the effort to hold back his climax.
Deepa whimpered, her walls convulsing, her back arching.
Axel lost control.
His cock unleashed, his seed exploding inside her in several long spurts.
Deepa's eyes widened, her pussy spasming, her own orgasm washing over her.
Axel held her close, his forehead pressed to the back of her head, their breaths mingling.
It felt good, more than good, but he was fucked if he didn't figure out a way to separate himself from her.
Because there was no way he'd survive if something happened to her.
Chapter Four
Give up and they win, were the only words written on the crumbling kitchen wall.
