“It means you are fucking beautiful.” The words were no sooner out of his mouth than his lips were on mine.
This was no gentle kiss. It was heated, powerful. At the same time, he slipped his hands inside my bra, tracing my nipples with his thumbs, and I lost all sense of space and time. Between the kiss and his touch, I was lost.
His mouth melted into mine.
“I don’t know the right English words here, and there’s a high chance I’m going to say the wrong one or the wrong phrase, so I’m just going to use my mouth and hands to tell you how amazing you are.”
God, this man was going to be my undoing.
“Tell me what you like, Stella,” he growled against my neck as he kissed his way down.
“You. I like you,” I said, panting as his hands roamed over my waist and then hips, caressing me.
He moved his left hand to the space between my legs, and his knuckles swiped over me, causing me to make sounds I didn’t even know I was capable of.
At the same time, my legs became wobbly and I started to lose my footing. In the next second, I was swooped up and practically thrown over his shoulder as he walked away from the kitchen.
“Axel!” I shrieked.
“I’m taking you to the bedroom,” he practically grunted as he quickly moved down the short hallway. “This first time might be quick because I’ve wanted inside you since the day I saw you, but the few hours after that, I will take my time in the bed with you and admire you the way you should be.”
Dear God… I didn’t think I could get any more turned on than I was right now.
He placed me on my back on the bed and worked toward removing my pants—slowly, like opening the prize you had waited for your whole life.
I was entirely uncertain whether he was worshipping me or undoing me, but it didn’t really matter because it only made me crave his touch more.
My pants now gone, he moved over me, running his hands over everything and everywhere. My body responded by arching into him as I tried to get impossibly closer.
“You have needs, Stella. Let me take care of them.”
I did have needs. At the top of that list was him. My need for him was so visceral, I felt like I was going to lose my mind.
“Please, Axel.”
At my begging, his fingers, which had been teasingly skimming over my most sensitive area, finally dove into the promised land.
I moaned as two of his fingers filled me up, while his thumb continued to stroke over my clit.
“You are so wet.” Axel skimmed his lips down my neck to my chest and then latched on to my nipple and tugged.
More sounds escaped my mouth, though I had no idea what they were. I just knew they came from pleasure and I wanted more of what he was giving.
“More, Axel,” I pleaded as I arched into him, riding his fingers so I could get myself to that blissful feeling I knew was waiting for me.
My orgasm was building inside me, threatening to break free, and I wanted it so badly. Faster and faster, his fingers stroked inside me until I couldn’t take it anymore. I let go, and sparks raced through my body.
“Yes, Stella, come for me.” Axel’s husky voice only heightened the experience.
He rode the wave with me until finally I felt his fingers leave me. A little whimper of protest was the only sound I made.
Subconsciously, I was aware of him moving around me doing something, but I wasn’t yet lucid enough to know what.
Moments later, he was back and leaning over my replete body, and he was now just as naked as I was.
I wanted to put my own hands all over him, enjoying the planes of his hard abs, broad shoulders, and muscular arms, but regrettably, I still felt like Jell-O and could barely move my limbs.
He lifted my leg with his arm hooked behind my knee, causing me to open up more to him. He positioned himself between my legs, and I glanced downto see his dick in all its glory.
