Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Jade
Being with Axel is like being in a dream. A dream of soft kisses, of a flickering tongue, hardness between my legs.
I went too fast, I know I did. I could see it in his face.
But he was bigger than I expected. I took him, though, expecting him to go with it and fuck me.
Only, he changed the game.
Carrying me into his room, laying me on his bed as though I were made of glass, kissing me all over until my whole body is rushing with pleasure, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
Then he licks my clit, and I tense up again.
I used to love oral; it was one of my favourite things. Blow jobs, cunnilingus, sixty-nine. All of it. It could be the main event or just the appetiser, depending on how the evening panned out.
But then Zach got into this kink where he liked watching me get eaten out by the girl he was fucking at the same time. I didn’t mind the girl; what I minded was watching my boyfriend stick his cock in another woman, when I wanted it in me. And I started to not enjoy oral like I used to.
So when Axel, with his tender touch, licks me, I guess it’s like a flashback.
He reads it, pulling away immediately, continuing his gentle stroking, his exploration of my skin.
Then he does it again. It’s not so bad this time, flickers of my old pleasure coming back to me.
But I’m still not totally relaxed and it’s like he reads my mind, kissing up my body, resting his delicious weight on me, pressing me into the bed.
His hand between my legs feels like the best damn thing in the world.
I push into it, surrendering to the pleasure of his touch, wanting his fingers inside me.
He slides in one, then another, stretching me gently, his thumb coming to tease my clit. And all the while he’s kissing me, making love to me. That’s what this is. Making love. Not just fucking.
I reach down for his cock. It’s huge, long and thick, the head swollen. I lick the palm of my hand and wrap my fingers around it again, sliding my hand up and down.
He groans, pushing his hips into me, while continuing to tease me with his wicked fingers.
I want more.
“Axel.” I gasp his name.
He pulls his hand away from me, slowly, trailing his fingers through my wetness. I’m so slick now, so ready for him. I move to let go of his cock, pinching the tip lightly.
“Jade?” He’s panting, too.
“I asked for a fuck.”
I feel him grin against my cheek. “I do like to give my guests what they ask for.” He shifts his hips, and I feel his cockhead at my opening. He pauses. “Wait. Bare?”
“I’m on the pill. Get tested regularly.” Another Zach side-effect. He liked it bareback.
“I haven’t been with anyone for … a while. Are you sure, though?”
I’ve never been so sure about anything. Instead of answering, I push forwards so Axel’s tip slides inside me.
He sucks in a breath. Then thrusts forwards, filling me.
Fuck.
He’s so big, but it feels amazing. Like I’m being possessed, my entire body given over to him. I dig my hands into his muscular ass, rolling my hips beneath him. He thrusts again, then again.
My head goes back, my nipples hardening, scraping his chest as he moves above me, slamming into me.
I pant and moan, my clit pulsing with each thrust, pleasure curling in my belly.
I have never experienced sex like this, ever.
I wrap my legs around his back, opening as much as I can to take him, losing myself in the moment, the sensation, his bonfire scent.
And then I come. It takes me by surprise, like a rogue wave, pleasure washing through me.
I cry out, gripping Axel’s shoulders. He rides me through it, through every shimmering pulse, then follows me a few seconds later, spurting inside me, groaning, his lips meeting mine as we rock in the throes of ecstasy.
I’ve never had an orgasm like it.
I really am screwed, aren’t I?