Chapter Thirty-Two
Chloe
She feels loose and tingly. The orgasm was fantastic, just like the ones the night before. How could a man be a virgin yet so talented with his hands? And with his mouth? And his cock? She’s getting herself riled up again as she rocks down on his still hard dick.
“Let me take care of you,” she tells him, feeling his thick shaft against her most sensitive area.
“No baby, I want to taste you.”
He picks her up, legs wrapped around his waist, as he sets her on the desk in front of him. He uses one hand to push over the papers and pens littered on his desk, and with the other hand, he cups her cheek and kisses her.
“Lean back, baby. I want to taste my pretty pussy.”
She does, lying herself down on the desk.
He pulls off his shirt, bunching it up, and puts it under her head.
He kisses her collarbones, neck, and shoulders.
Down her chest to her nipples. One then the other till they’re hard peaks.
Kissing her stomach over her dress. It’s silky and slides under his hands.
He rucks it up some more till she can see his eyes traveling over her lower half.
He sits down in the office chair, pulling it closer till she’s right in front of him.
She wants to close her legs. It’s bright in the office, and there are no shadows of nightfall to hide her body.
But he looks at her like he’s hungry, like he wants to devour her, so she spreads her legs a little wider and he growls.
Axel nuzzles the hair on her mound and plants little kisses all over.
She’s getting hot, already feeling that warmth in her belly.
He throws her legs over each shoulder and licks into her, moaning like he loves her taste.
It’s overwhelming, all the sensations are coming from her sex.
His fingers thrusting in, his tongue licking her swollen nub, the scratch of his scruff in her thighs.
She moans and pushes up into him. She wants him deeper, harder.
He licks like he can’t get enough, like she’s his favorite flavor, like he really, really enjoys it. She’s never had a partner like him, someone who enjoys pleasuring her. Because if his moans and growls tell her anything, it’s that he really likes it.
He suckles on her clit, tongue flicking over it as she feels his mouth hum on her.
It’s wonderful. And when his fingers hit inside her just right, she feels like she might explode.
The end approaches quickly, and soon she’s bucking into his mouth.
He holds her down by her hips, and she loves how strong he is.
When she comes, it whites everything out.
She comes to a few moments later with him nuzzling and kissing the soft parts of her stomach.
Chloe sits up on her elbows and pulls him into a kiss, wrapping her legs around him as he stands and leans over her. She can feel his erection through his jeans, and even though she just got off, it’s not enough.
“Fuck Axel. I need you in me.”
“Yeah, ok. Ok.”
She sits up all the way, they both fumble with his belt, then the button and fly on his jeans.
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I got one from Danielle. It’s here.” They both look around the desk and floor, finding it under one of the papers he’d shoved aside.
He shoves his jeans and boxers down a little as she rolls it on him.
She’s on the desk, sitting up, with her legs spread wide as he steps in closer to her.
He cups her cheek, looking into her eyes.
They kiss softly and slowly as he slides into her.
She can feel him big and warm buried inside.
He doesn’t move, just stays there kissing her till she’s grabbing his ass to urge him on.
Axel starts thrusting, slow and gentle. But they did that already. Now she wants him hard and fast.
“Come on, Axel, fuck me.”
“You want it hard, baby? You want me to fuck this cunt?” he asks her, picking up the pace.
He growls loudly, and oh my, the things that it does to her.
She grips his shoulders as he fucks into her.
Harder and faster with each stroke. It’s good, so good.
She lies back on the desk and lets him have control.
She loves this, feeling him thrust into her and grip her hips, just the right side of hard.
He leans down, sucking and biting on one nipple, and her back bows with a loud moan.
She still has her dress on, pushed up from the bottom and down below her breasts at the top.
But with her legs open and the mounds of her tits bouncing with each thrust, she feels so exposed.
She is used to sex in the dark, naked, yes, but concealed.
Now it’s bright in the office, lights on, nowhere to hide.
But she doesn’t want to hide. She likes the way he seems to appreciate her body, hands on her curves, mouth roaming all over.
“You're so beautiful. Fuck Chloe, I love you, baby. I want to stay inside you forever. Mine,” he punctuates the word with a hard thrust, rocking her up further on the desk.
With that, she comes. It’s so honest. His voice sounds raw, and she knows the feeling.
It’s open between them, this thing they have.
It’s not like anything either of them has experienced before, and she knows this is it.
He is it. He’s everything she’s ever wanted.
They are perfect together, complementing each other in the best ways, mates.
A tear slips from her eye as her orgasm recedes.
He collapses with his head on her chest, breathing deeply.
She runs her fingers through his hair, she loves him.