Chapter 5
5
HAZEL
I twitch and flail, startling myself awake. No surprise there. I’ve always been a jerky sleeper.
It feels like I’ve slept for a solid eight hours without moving. Then I realize that my back is snuggled right into Axton’s chest again. His thick arm curls around my left side, his fingers splayed across my right rib. His warm breath grazes the top of my head, his chin barely touching my hair.
It’s comforting to feel his warm presence all around me like a protective blanket. More than that, it’s hot – as in, sexy .
Axton is unbelievably sexy. From the way he moves like a panther around the cabin, to the way he thinks before he speaks, to the way he seems surprised every single time he laughs.
And those eyes! The way they track me. Study me. Get even darker brown, almost black, if a topic comes up that upsets him.
Like the topic of my father trying to control me. Axton definitely has a problem with that. It makes me melt inside.
I snuggle against him a bit closer, brushing my legs against his. Then I hear a change in his breathing.
“Are you awake?”
His words are a soft, rough growl against my ear, causing heat to pool between my thighs. “Not…really?”
“Me neither.” His fingers tighten against my skin, then he tilts my head back toward him a bit with his chin. “Looks like I held you even tighter in my sleep last night.”
“Yeah.” My breath is unsteady. “That’s okay, though.”
He shifts again, and I suddenly realize what that lump against my back is. He’s hard. For me . He wants me as much as I want him.
Wow. This changes everything.
“You’re going to forgive me for cuddling you in my sleep? Just like that?”
Turning back to face him, I shift until our lips are barely three inches apart. “Yes.”
The light coming in the snowy window is only faint, but I sense the outline of a grin. “What if I accidentally kiss you in my sleep?”
I shift again, moving to grip his shoulder. “Pretty sure I’ll forgive you for that, too. But there’s only one way to know for sure.”
His nose brushes mine as his right hand grabs my ass firmly. I can hear him stifle a groan. Then he freezes, peering into my eyes in the near dark.
“Hazel.” His voice is rough, but not with sleep. “What if I kiss you when we’re not quite asleep?”
I have no idea what to say. I want him. I want him to take me any way he likes. I just can’t quite find the words. My breath hitches, and I nod slightly.
His eyes blaze. “You’ve already got me by the shoulder, Goldilocks. Push me away or pull me close. Your choice.”
I melt even more. Axton is actually forcing me to initiate our first kiss instead of just taking it himself? Somehow, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever even heard of.
My fingers tighten slowly, guiding his shoulder toward me, which pulls the rest of him closer too.
Our lips meet in an explosion of lust. Our bodies were already pressed together, but now they shift and move, searching for every single point of contact. My lips part as his huge hand cradles the back of my head.
“So fucking hot.” His gruff voice makes me ache deep inside.
This is the kind of man I’ve been dreaming of without even knowing it. Not some businessman who only wants me as a trophy wife to impress their associates. This man wants me for me .
My breath stutters from how deep and frantic our kiss has become. Finally he pulls away with a growl, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his teeth gently grazing my skin. There’s no mistaking the giant cock between us, hard as steel, as he drags it slowly against my hip bone. Axton is a large man all over, but…one part of him is most definitely huge.
He chuckles at the way I shudder uncontrollably from head to toe. “What’s the matter, Goldilocks… You’ve tried a few, and this one’s going to be just right ?”
I thought it was obvious. I guess I’ll have to say it out loud. “If you mean, um, sizewise… I have no idea. I mean, I’ve never…”
The light is bright enough now that I’m able to register the shift in his eyes. Surprise, then something darker. “The sweet, sexy girl who magically appeared in my bed is a virgin?”
“Yeah.”
His lips brush against my ear while he groans again and holds my ass firmly, grinding his massive cock against the front of my pajamas, the friction igniting my pussy. It’s so intimate that it makes my head spin.
“I think I know how this is going to go. You’re a good little girl, and you’re going to say you aren’t ready for this.” Another long, slow movement makes my nipples so tight they ache. “But I know deep down you want this, don’t you, baby? You want the big bad man to feel that hot little pussy. Want him to make you feel good. Make all your troubles disappear. Make you come so hard you see stars.”
I’m squirming against him, my body taking over as my mind checks out. “Uh-huh,” is all I can manage.
His hand yanks up my top and his rough fingertips trail around my back. My hips begin to rock involuntarily against his length, imagining how it would feel if…
“I know, baby. You need a good fuck. But I can’t do that until I know you’re ready for me.” He kisses me hard, almost sucking at my lips. I’m in a trance, mesmerized by these waves of desire coursing through me. His fingers move to my side, slipping into my pajama pants, inside my panties. Slowly he moves over to my hip bone, massaging and tickling as I squirm wildly against him.
“Not until you’re in control of yourself enough to ask, though.” He kisses the tip of my nose, then pushes me away gently but firmly, leaving me breathless and trembling.
Maybe he’s right. Maybe I need to get a grip before making such a big decision.
I’ve always been the kind of person to take in all the information, then make a choice based on a mix of facts, logic, and my gut instinct.
But my gut instinct is telling me that Axton is the one to share this incredible experience with.