Chapter 25
Chapter
Twenty-Five
AXEL
-is this love-
Finally, Jo and I agree it’s time to leave the restaurant.
Jo takes my arm as we leave the dining room and walk across the foyer towards the old-fashioned elevator.
I reach out and press the call button, and the elevator starts making cranking noises.
Jo looks up at me and smiles. Even that cranking sound is perfect.
The doors groan open, and we get inside the tiny enclosure.
I press the button marked six. The doors begin to slide shut, then stop.
Jo laughs. “Tell it to close,” she whispers.
“Close, Mr. Elevator,” I order with mock seriousness.
But the door stays stuck.
“Maybe it only speaks French,” Jo suggests, eyes glittering cheekily.
My throbbing cock says, ‘indulge her. Consult your language app’. I open my app and growl, “Close the damn doors.”
Jo giggles as the robotic female voice of my app says, “Ferme ces putain de portes!”
To my amused astonishment, the door closes obediently.
“See, I told you. You can talk to paintings and elevators,” Jo says smugly.
The elevator makes a grinding sound then starts moving.
I step behind her, my hands sliding around her waist in a possessive hold. She leans back into me instinctively, her breath hitching as I nuzzle her neck.
Her soft moan hits me like a live wire. Instantly, every rational thought deserts me, and I feel the familiar surge of desire, the hardening of my cock, the need to be inside of this woman.
She tilts her head back onto my shoulder, and I can feel her soft skin against my cheek.
Then she leans further back into me, pressing against my chest, and I resist the urge to devour her there in the elevator, clinging to the last vestige of control.
She grinds her ass against me, and the control vanishes as my cock rubs against her.
My cock is so hard it’s actually painful. She brings a hand down and slides it between us. Deliberately, she runs her palm across my erection and gives it a tight squeeze. Then she moves forward and hits the red stop button with her palm.
“There’s probably a surveillance camera in here,” I begin to croak.
But she places a finger on my lips, smiles, and shakes her head. “It doesn’t. I checked, and even if it did, so what? The French are not prudish. They are very understanding in matters relating to sex. There isn’t much time. How fast can you come?”
Then she leans in and kisses me, and I place my hands on either side of her face and kiss her back forcefully.
Her hand is back on my cock as she strokes me through my jeans.
She is awakening a lust in me that I haven't felt for a long time. As our tongues explore each other’s mouths, I begin running my hands all over her body.
So tight and firm, such soft, smooth skin, she smells fantastic as well.
I spin her around in my arms. I'm taking charge now.
She grinds her ass against my cock as I begin popping the buttons on her top.
Once they're undone, I pull them off and cup her firm breasts in my hands.
Her nipples become hard stones as I lightly pinch them, and she begins letting out small moans.
It's the sound of passion. She twirls around to face me.
We lock eyes.
Quickly, she gets to her knees and begins to rub her cheek against the bulge in my jeans. With her hands, she outlines my cock and starts gently biting it. Moving her head away, she unbuckles my belt and pulls my jeans and underwear down. My cock springs into her face.
“Wow, that’s big,” she gasps.
Looking into my eyes, she runs her tongue along the underside of my cock, sending a shiver up my spine. Then she slips her lips over the head of my cock and lets it sink deep into her throat. Wow, Jo is full of surprises. I never imagined her as a deep throat kind of girl.
She starts pumping up and down on my cock slowly, her tongue tracing around every bit of my shaft. Then she starts sucking me ferociously. Fuck! I shudder uncontrollably. She has me so hard and so big, I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before. I know it won’t be long.
“I’m going to come,” I warn.
She starts stroking faster and sucking even harder.
And then she does the thing that makes me go over the edge.
She moans with pleasure. That’s it. My body jerks, and the most intense climax of my life takes over.
In response, she pushes my cock deep into her tight throat, increasing the pleasure I feel.
Possessively, she keeps my cock in her mouth until my body stops convulsing. Greedily, she swallows every last drop of my cum. Only when there is no more to milk, and I am completely spent, does she reluctantly pull her mouth off me, her lips smacking as she does.
She stands and with a secretive smile, she hits the stop button again.
The elevator creaks and judders, then begins its slow upward ascent again.
When the elevator dings once more, the doors open onto our floor, I am decent again, and we step into the narrow corridor.
For a moment we look at each other, then we are practically running towards our room.
I throw the door open, and the moment the door closes behind us, all my restraint shatters.
My hands find Jo’s body again, ripping at buttons, tugging at zippers, a chaotic mix of hunger and desperation overcoming me.
She mirrors me, pulling at my shirt, brushing her hands over my chest, our breaths ragged and urgent.
Our mouths collide as our clothes come off, and she tastes of chocolate and wine, a heady mixture that only makes me hungry for more of her.
I kiss her as I have never kissed anyone before, like I need my kiss to say the things I can’t say, won’t say.
Her own kiss is every bit as urgent as mine, and she presses herself tightly against me, like she wants every part of me to be pressed up against every part of her.
My cock is rock hard again and aching for her pussy, but I don’t want to push inside her until she is good and ready.
I slip my hand between her legs, my fingers running through her slit.
Oh yeah, she is ready, alright. Fuck, the woman is dripping wet just from going down on me.
She moans as my fingers glide over her folds.
I spend a few minutes working on her clit, bringing her right to the edge of an orgasm before I pull my fingers away.
She moans into my mouth, a sound full of frustration and desperation.
I move my mouth from hers and whirl her around until she is facing away from me, her back against my chest once more.
I kiss her neck and along her shoulder bone as I run my hands down the front of her body, caressing her stomach.
I move one hand higher and one hand lower.
My lower hand goes back to her clit, and I trace easy, lazy circles on it, keeping her on the edge.
My higher hand cups her right breast and rolls her nipple between my fingers until it stands on end.
I repeat the process on her left breast.
Then I concentrate on her clit.
I am working her hard and fast, and her breath is coming in a series of ragged hitches.
Her head comes back and rests on my shoulder, and her face contorts with pleasure as she climaxes.
Warm juices squirt from her, and she makes an ahhh sound as a shudder goes through her full body.
Now I know she is wet enough, primed and ready.
I move my fingers away from her clit and bend her forward.
She knows what I want, and she moves with me, bending over and holding the footboard of the bed with her hands.
She spreads her legs, and I take a moment to admire the view. Her perfect, round little ass and beneath it, her beautifully glistening pussy, mine to take. As I watch it drip honey, I bend my head and hold my tongue flat as I lap her from the tip of her clit all the way to her pretty pink asshole.
She quivers uncontrollably.
Hell, she is so fucking responsive I can’t wait to see what happens once I get going.
I begin licking her softly, tenderly, my tongue parting her sweet lips.
I tickle her clit, and she gives an animalistic grunt, and her body begins to gyrate sensuously.
Her body pushes back as I bury my tongue deep inside her.
As I eat her, she gets wetter and wetter.
Between my lip, her clit is so swollen with lust, it is almost the size of a small grape.
Her hips rock against my face, and her hands reach back to grab the back of my head and pull me hard against her flesh. Her orgasm hits hard, and waves of pleasure cascade over her body. Shuddering and shaking she holds me tightly against her.
I keep my mouth locked on her clit until she goes limp and her hands fall to her sides as the last tremors sweep over her. Gently, I blow on her pussy, and she shivers. Then I lick her engorged sex very softly and I hear her whisper.
“Yes. Oh yes.”
Her hand lands on my head, and she runs her fingers through my hair as she moans softly. She knows I’m going to make her come again. My tongue continues to gently tease her throbbing clit until she comes again… and again. Each orgasm is more powerful than the last.
Unable to wait a moment longer, I put the tip of my cock against her opening and luxuriate in the silky warm wetness of her. The desire to take her is shocking, and with a possessive growl, I slam deep into her.
She screams and writhes with pleasure.
I fuck her hard, my hands holding her hips, moving her body in time with mine.
I can see her knuckles have gone white where she is clinging hard to the foot boarder of the bed.
Her body twists like a snake, and her breaths come in loud, rattling gasps as my hard cock fills her up over and over again, each thrust hitting her deep inside and making her cry out.
I adjust the angle of my hips slightly so that my cock will rub over her G spot as I move, and the sound she makes almost makes me shoot my load.
I don’t slow down, don’t give her any reprieve, and her cries get louder and more urgent as I continue crashing into her.
I feel her pussy start clenching around me, an already tight little glove getting tighter.
Her body spasms, and she throws her head back and makes an unintelligible sound.
She braces herself on her hands, her hips pushing back against me, her body straining to contain her pleasure as she climaxes and her whole body becomes rigid.
“Axel. Oh my God, Axel,” she cries out in a voice dripping with pleasure.
I can feel her body trembling as she comes again, and I don’t think her legs are going to hold her up much longer.
I reach out, run my hands along her ribs, then move them around to the front of her body and pull her upright.
Lifting one of her legs, I prop her foot on the footboard, keeping her open wide for me, but supported as I keep pounding into her.
She has already come at least three times. Her breathing is ragged, and her hair damp against her face. I am so close to coming, but I don’t want this moment to end. I don’t want her pleasure to end. I don’t want to have her anywhere but where she is right now, at the end of my cock.
I keep one arm firmly around her waist and move my other hand lower.
As I pump into her, I let my fingers swirl around her clit.
It is swollen and pulsing, and Jo gasps when I touch it.
Perhaps she has become too sensitive, and I start to pull away, but hell no.
She grabs my wrist roughly and holds my hand in place.
I work her clit harder and faster. Her back arches, and suddenly she freezes, not moving, not even breathing, just experiencing the exquisite pleasure I am making her feel.
Her eyes roll back in her head, and her knee buckles, but I have a firm grip on her and I don’t let her fall.
I move my fingers away from her clit and curl my hand around her stomach with my other one, while I continue to pump into her mercilessly.
Her eyes flutter back open, and she takes in a long, shuddering breath that comes out in a rush.
I can’t hold back anymore, and I stop trying.
I push into Jo one last time, ramming my cock all the way deep inside her.
I feel fire running down my cock, through my balls and up into my stomach.
My body clenches and I feel a shiver go through me as pleasure overtakes me.
I come hard inside Jo, marking her, claiming her.
I growl her name in a voice I barely recognize as my own, and she moans, her pussy clenching tightly and making me spurt again. I lose myself to ecstasy. Until…
Finally, it is over.
And I slip out of her.
She is shaking, and when she takes her leg from the foot board, she stumbles.
I have her and I won’t risk her hurting herself.
I scoop her up in my arms, and she smiles up at me through half-closed eyes.
I kiss her head and carry her to her side of the bed.
I pull the covers back and lay her down.
I cover her up, and she rolls onto her side so she will be facing me when I get into bed.
In the minute it takes me to walk around the bed, get in beside her and lay down, she is asleep, her mouth slightly open and her cheeks puffing out with each exhale.
She looks so peaceful, and I smile to myself, knowing it is the orgasms I gave her that have sent her into such a deep sleep so quickly.