Later that night,when we were lying in bed together, I couldn’t stop the fear that washed over me.
I was terrified, yet desperate to be brave for him.
I knew bad things were coming and I could tell they were really bad by how much he was preparing for them.
I fingered the key that lay nestled between my breasts.
I spoke out in the dark, my voice sounding pitiful. “Axel?”
“Yeah?” His voice was steady and warm beside me.
My heart was pounding, mostly from fear that this was the moment he would reject me. But I couldn’t stop the words from coming out of me. “I need you.”
He rolled over in one easy move, and then he was on top of me, his legs kicking mine apart, his elbows resting on either side of my head, and his face only inches from mine.
His mouth was so close I could feel his warm breath on my lips. “What do you need, doll?”
I needed him to tell me that it would be okay. I needed to crawl into his arms and have him never let go.
Even more importantly, I needed him towantto do that.
And I wasn’t even sure he did.
I just needed to be part of him in the only way I knew how. I reached down and pushed his soft sleep pants down over his hips.
Without touching him, I reached down and pushed my own underwear off my legs.
I could feel his hard, engorged cock brush against my naked stomach.
I needed him inside of me. Not for pleasure.
For something else. Something I couldn’t explain.
I shifted my hips and reached between us, but he moved his hips away. “You need warming up, doll.”
“Then warm me up,” I told him.
His relentless mouth between my legs made me come hard twice, and then his fingers sent me over the edge a third time, but all I cared about was becoming part of him.
Coming together as one.
“I need to feel you inside of me,” I begged him.
This time when he rolled on top of me, he pushed my legs apart with his own.
I felt the tip of him push at the entrance to my pussy, so I shifted my hips up to help him.
He stared deep into my eyes as he slowly, steadily pushed his thick length inside.
I wasn’t prepared for how his gaze seemed to settle in my soul and read all my deepest thoughts.
I was mesmerized more with each devastating thrust, and I could feel my orgasm build up inside of me, but I fought it.
I didn’t want this moment to end.
The feeling of him inside of me. His clean scent.
The devastating emotion behind his eyes as he stared into mine.
