“Sky’s the limit.” He finally stands up and walks out into the hallway. I let a happy sigh leave my lips as I collapse back onto the bed.
I always dreamt of more, feeling alive rather than justbeingalive. Now that I know, I don’t think I can ever go back.
The day flies by.Axl takes all the best action movies from Ledger’s collection, and we make a day of it, cuddling and napping and enjoying our time with no interruptions. WhenRush Hourcomes to an end, and the sun starts to set, I realize how long I’ve spent basking in his warmth. It’s the most comfortable I’ve ever felt, and that realization brings happy tears to my eyes.
Axl pulls the disk out of the TV and puts it back into the case. “Do you want to change it up? Don’t tell Ledger I told you this, but he has the entire series ofFriendson DVD…” He trails off when he sees me, and then he’s back on the bed, his hands immediately cradling my face. “What’s wrong?”
I shake my head, embarrassment rising to my skin. “It’s embarrassing.”
“Nothing you can say will sway me,” he responds, and I can feel how much he means it. Still, the flush falls over me, and I let out a tiny whimper.
“I’m just so… happy,” I admit, squeezing my eyes shut with a cringe. “Gosh. It’s stupid. But I’ve never really felt this… relaxed. You make me feel grounded.”
The second the words fly out, Axl’s face softens. His fingers caress over my skin, leaving heat in its wake. I could let him touch me forever and it wouldn’t be enough. After so long of wanting nothing, not being interested, it’s like a floodgate hasopened. I’d become so touch starved, and he’s the only one that can sedate me from the pain of it.
“You make me feel the exact same way,” he whispers, his radiant brown eyes peering into me. “You always have. In this world of suit collars, and traditionalism, and sneers directed my way, you’ve always made me feelsecure. My Little Reckoning.”
My lips curve up gently. “Why do you call me that?”
His own cheeks flame. It’s been years since he first called me that. I’ve never been brave enough to ask before, but the curiosity burns deep in my gut.
“Because you’re a wrecking ball in this town,” he says softly. “After the fire… I realized just how much. You are this town’s reckoning. And you’remyreckoning. You’re meant to walk in and blaze the entire world away with the snap of a finger. That’s who you are. A trailblazer.”
I’ve never heard someone talk about me like this. Like I’m a force to be reckoned with. It makes my heart flutter, and the next thing I know, my fingers are in his hair, and I’m pulling him toward me. When our lips collide, it’s a surge of power like I’ve never felt before. It sends a current all the way to my toes and around the soles of my feet.
Our kiss is hurried, intense, like we’re both longing to be tangled together for the first time. I can’t picture a better moment for this to happen, or a better person to do it with. His skin simply touching mine sets a brazen fire inside me, and I won’t extinguish until we’re wrapped together as much as we possibly can be.
Axl disposes of my clothes quickly and then his own. His body is glorious. He’s not a bodybuilder, but his abs are defined, and his skin is golden with a delicious happy trail below his belly button that makes me want to lick every inch of him.
When we’re both bare, him with a condom on and mestaring up at him, my mouth dry from panting, the nerves settle in. His finger caresses my cheek, his lips landing a soft kiss there.
“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time,” he admits.
“Me too,” I say, my cheeks flushing when I remember all those times in my bedroom, thinking about him late at night when I didn’t have the right to. My imagination is nothing compared to the reality of him. His strong hands move over every bit of skin he can, his lips soft and sensual against mine. He pulls feelings out of my body I didn’t even know existed, and I’m ready to explore all of it, ready for him to manipulate my body in every possible way.
“We can wait, if you want,” Axl whispers between us, but the tension in his body tells me otherwise. He is as desperate for me as I am him, and that is why the decision is already made.
“I want this,” I tell him, my hands cupping his face. “I want it withyou. Only you.”
His mouth exhales on a quietfuckbefore he kisses me again, indulging in the softness before there’s a roaring blaze between us. My core pulses around nothing, but then his cock is there and he’s pushing in. It’s so slow, so methodical, that tears spring to my eyes. He grunts into my shoulder, holding me like I’m something precious as he tries to restrain himself, working at the pace meant for my body.
He feels so much bigger than I expected, my body stretching to accommodate him. My fingers dig into his shoulders, and my teeth grit at the pain, but then he’s all the way in. He stops to let me adjust, and I lose my breath. It feels foreign, but also really good, and there’s the fact my body already knows what to do as I widen my legs and hold my knees open. His palms go to the back of my thighs, and a sigh falls out of me. His hands on me are everything, and I suddenly can’t take another second of him not moving inside me.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Are you okay?” he asks, kissing my hairline.
“I’m—” I feel myself pulse around him, and we both let out a deep moan. “Please move. I need… I need something.”
“Fuck, baby.” His cock pulls out, slowly, before plunging back in. It sends a shock through me, a powerful feeling I’ve never experienced, and then he does it again. And again. And there’s nothing that can keep me quiet as his thrusts carry me away into absolute bliss. My stomach flips, my clit throbs, and all I can do is hold onto him as he works my body into a frenzy.
He kisses my neck, licks the shell of my ear, and moans when I tighten around him. My cocky beta has no arrogant words right now, all too enraptured with the way our bodies are morphing together in harmony. I could laugh with glee, the feeling in my chest becoming full, almost to the point of bursting.
Axl kisses me, swallowing my moan as his hips quicken. I don’t know how people last. I’m already to the point of overflowing, completely taken over by the pressure. My lips part as I look down, watching his cock as it pistons in and out. A cry flies out, my back arching and my toes curling at the delicious pull.
“Your pussy was made for me,” Axl moans, his voice rough. “Oh my God, I could live in it. I could do this for the rest of my life, any way you want. You feel so fucking good.”
The whimper that escapes him does me in. I wrap my legs around his lips, feeling the end coming closer. “Axl?—”
