“You haven’t answered me,” he murmurs.
“About?” I exhale.
My eyes are fixated on his abs, and if I’m being honest, more on the bulge in his boxer briefs. I know what’s beneath those boxer briefs, and I want it… now. Right now. But I’m not sure how I’m going to say that. How I’m going to demand it.
Axton curls his fingers around the side of my neck before he shifts his face forward. I feel his mouth against mine again before his tongue slides across my bottom lip, and he sucks the flesh between his teeth.
My knees almost give out on me. I’m not sure how long I’m going to be able to stand here before they completely refuse to hold me up any longer. I’m ready to sink down to the floor. Crawl. Whatever he wants. I would do just about anything for this man’s touch.
PIGGY
My lips travel from hers to her jawline and down the side of her throat before I suck the skin there, my tongue tasting her flesh as my hands slide around her waist, pushing her shorts down over her ass and past her thighs.
The fabric bunches around her ankles. It’s the green light for more. It snaps the little control I’ve been holding on to. Gripping her ass cheeks, my fingertips grip her flesh before I pick her up and guide us over to the bed, shoving my underwear down as I do.
Slowly, I drop her to the bed, watching her bounce once, then, before she can again, I crawl between her legs, fitting my hips there. As much as I want to shove my dick inside her and fuck her into the mattress, I decide that before I do anything else, I need to taste her.
My lips move down the center of her body, my tongue swirling her belly button, then I press my lips against her clit before I slip my tongue inside her pussy, tasting her there. Fucking her with my tongue.
Gripping the insides of her thighs, I hold her legs open as I begin to consume her. I’m completely drunk on her taste. I can’t believe I’ve been without this for a decade. I should have hunted her down just for this alone.
Shifting my tongue to her clit, I focus my attention there while I slip two fingers inside her. Curling them, I begin to make a come-hither motion, moving slowly at first and then faster and faster with each stroke, matching my tongue on her clit to my fingers inside her sweet cunt.
I need her to come, not because I want to taste her, but because I need to taste her release. It’s going to be so goddamn sweet when it happens, too. It doesn’t take long. I eat her, focusing my tongue on her clit, my fingers buried deep inside her, bringing her closer and closer to a release.
Her fingers slide through the strands of my hair, gripping them tightly before she pulls my mouth closer to her pussy, and I know she’s close. She’s so goddamn close I can taste it. She’s right there, and then it happens.
Slipping my fingers from inside her, I shift my tongue to her center and lick every fucking drop of her orgasm, of her taste. Lifting my head, I shift up her body as she continues to attempt to catch her breath. I don’t give her the chance.
She wraps her legs around my waist the moment I’m close. Shifting my hips back slightly, I nudge her center with the headof my cock and drive myself deep inside her. She welcomes me. Her tight, warm heat is all I could ever need.
But I don’t want to fuck her this way tonight. I want her to ride me. I want her to work me and herself into an orgasm. A second one for her, a first for myself for the night. I roll onto my back, and she straddles me without breaking contact.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
Her tits sway as she begins to ride me. I feel her fingers grab hold of my thighs as she reaches behind her. I glide one of my hands up her belly, between her tits, and I curl my fingers around the front of her throat. With my other hand, I grip her waist, my fingers holding her there as she rides me.
And she does ride me.
For the first time in my entire life, I let a woman take complete control. I don’t take over, either, even though every fiber of my being would usually demand that I do. In this instance, I don’t. It’s too beautiful.
She’s on top of me, using my body to pleasure hers. She’s open and vulnerable. She’s all-consuming. Millie grinds her clit against my pelvis, moving harder and faster with each roll of her hips.
I’m on the edge, biting the inside of my cheek with each grind of her clit, and then, finally, she comes. She slams down against me, a moan escaping her lips, and stills. Flexing my fingers around her throat and her waist, I hold her still before I lift my hips and fuck her, thrusting once, twice, three times before I come.
I close my eyes, and my fingers flex again, harder this time, as I let out a groan.
Fuck.
When she leans forward, my hand is forced to leave her throat before she buries her face in my neck, her lips pressing against my skin. She lifts her head after a moment, and her eyesfind mine, searching while I slide my fingertips up and down her spine, feeling the softness of her skin.
Absolutely stunning, this woman.
The best I’ve ever had, and I stupidly let her walk away from me all those years ago. What a fucking fool I was. An idiot, to say the absolute goddamn least. I wish I could go back in time and slap the absolute shit out of myself for even letting her walk away, let alone get away. And then slap myself again for allowing her to stay away.
I shouldn’t have.
Just another thing I fucking hate myself for.
