He added a second finger, stretching her, his thumb pressing against her clit as he fucked her with his hand.
“You still love me, don’t you, Jenna,” he purred against her mouth.It wasn’t a question.
He knew.
She’d spent years trying hard to bury the truth, but in that moment it rose up, undeniable.
“Yes!”she cried out her answer, her hips rolling in rhythm with his thrusts.
His fingers were pistoning faster, his thumb rubbing her clitoris in tight, exquisite circles.
Her orgasm was building, a coiling tension deep inside her belly.She was about to come.She was so close!
And then he stopped.
She whimpered her protest, her body shuddering, wanting him, needing him.
“Axel!”she cried.
“Hold on baby doll.I want you to come around me.I need to feel you milking me dry,” he demanded, his voice a dark hoarse craving.
She understood.He wasn’t rushing because he wanted them to meet in the same breath, the same moment, the same surrender.But she couldn’t wait much longer.
“Hurry, please.”
The plea tore from her, raw and unguarded.She knew she wasn’t just asking for pleasure; she was asking for connection.
She needed him inside her.Needed him to possess her.
He was moving now, his muscular body shifting over her and Jenna’s breath caught as his cockhead lodged an inch inside her entrance.
Oh God!The pressure!It was maddening!It was perfect!
Her heart hammered at an insane speed.Everything inside of her braced for the moment she’d been craving since the moment he’d walked back into her life.
And then he thrust inside of her.It was one smooth, powerful stroke and it went deep and it was so welcome.
Jenna cried out, her back arching off the mattress as his hard, swollen cock filled her completely.Her pussy stretched her around his thick intrusion and the sensation of Axel finally being inside of her had her weeping.
It had been so long.They’d been apart too long.
“Shh, don’t cry,” he growled and his warm lips soothed over hers.
He withdrew and slid into her again.She loved the burn of being stretched by her man again.Loved the fullness of his shaft buried deep inside her.
He groaned and his forehead pressed against hers as he held himself still, giving her a moment to compose.
“You feel so amazing, Jenna.Like I’m finally home again.Thank you for not making me wait any longer,”he breathed, his voice rough and filled with emotion.The word home hit her harder than any touch.Home was something she hadn’t felt in years herself.
She bit back her tears and dug her nails into his muscular shoulders.Then she wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing for a deeper penetration.
“Don’t stop, we’re good,” she breathed.
It appeared he didn’t need to be told again as he swiftly withdrew almost all the way out, and thrust into her again, making their hips snap together.
Jenna gasped as he set a punishing rhythm.His cock pistoned perfectly.In and out.Nice, powerful thrusts that she met head on.
The hayloft creaked beneath them and the slap of skin on skin, the wet sounds of their lovemaking filled the air.
