Chapter 22
SAXON
There’s no safe word in this fucking world that could save her from me.
I’m a man that’s tasted the sweetest forbidden fruit, and I want more.
I need more. I understand why Eve couldn’t help herself in the Garden of Eden.
This woman is sin wrapped in the smoothest, sweetest fucking sugar.
Caramel syrup dripping from my lips. She’s turned me into a feral beast. Wanting—no, needing—to drag her with me into the darkest parts of hell, just to show her how much a fallen angel should be worshipped.
“I feel so out of control when I’m with you, Sky.
” I crawl towards her on the bed, her eyes gleaming with post orgasmic bliss that’s quickly switched to the tiniest bit of fear.
Understandable, I’d be scared of me right now too.
I hardly recognize the person I’ve morphed into.
On her elbows, she crawls back towards her headboard, as if that will save her.
“Saxon,” she pleads with me in the most angelic voice on this planet. I need to hear her say my name again.
“Say it again.”
“Say what?” Her reply is breathy, her eyes never leaving mine. Well, only to glance at my cock that’s just as hungry to be inside her as I am.
“My name, tesoro.” Our noses touch. My chest presses down onto her perfect tits that are already pebbled for me. Perfect. I grind my cock against her entrance, and a moan slips past her pouty lips.
“Say it.” I lean my face towards her neck, biting her enough to bruise.
“Saxon.”
“My name sounds so sweet on your lips.” I continue my brutal assault of bites down her neck and across her collarbone. I’m hurting her, but she doesn’t try to stop me. It’s a pain that borders on pleasure, and what I’ve just learned is that my little Sky likes a bit of pain.
Her arms fall over my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she drags her fingers down my spine. I love the pain; fuck, I want her to make me bleed. I tease her entrance some more, her breath catching every time I drag my cock up and over her clit.
“Saxon, please,” she begs. I swear, if she says my name one more time, I’m going to burst. And just how fucking embarrassing that would be? Her legs wrap around my waist, pressing hard against my ass, trying to bring me closer.
“Always so needy, aren’t you?” I coo. My lips land on hers again as I slowly press the head of my cock past her folds. I swallow her moan as my own creeps up my throat. Rocking my hips forward some more, I coat myself in her juices, pulling out and pushing back in inch by inch.
“Fuuuuck, baby, you’re so tight. Relax for me.
” It takes a few more thrusts, but the moment I’m fully seated deep inside her, my balls tense, drawing up with the threat of my release far too soon.
The little moans and whimpers she’s making from being stretched around me are enough for me to see stars.
I’m so deep our bodies are pressed flush against one another, our chests rising and falling in sync.
We stay this way for a minute, a second, an hour—I’m not sure.
Time ceases to exist. I’m floating in an alternate universe between heaven and Earth.
A place where desire turns to passion, turns to lust, turns to bliss. I never want to leave.
“Saxon.” Her breathy moan snaps me back to reality.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Fuck me.”
“Whatever you want, baby.” My hips pound into her, over and over again. The sound of flesh hitting flesh, mixing with the whimpers of this sweet woman beneath me, has my brain in a frenzy. The banging of her headboard grows louder each time it slams against the wall.
“Yes, yes, keep going!” Her cries are more like a plea as her eyes roll back in her head, her beautiful tits rocking with her body as I continue pounding into her sweet pussy.
“Look at me, beautiful.” Her eyes snap open, the deep hazel color with flecks of chocolate brown warming my core.
Her beauty is unearthly. At this moment, she could ask me to do anything, and I would do it, no questions asked.
I’m hers, and she doesn’t even know it. Never have I ever surrendered myself to another, but whatever witchcraft or spell Sky has over me is more powerful than Thor’s hammer. Unbreakable in its strength.
Her nails dig into my skin, the sting a welcome feeling as my core tightens, and I know I’m close.
“Come for me, baby.” I reach my hand between us, my thumb finding her clit and circling it with our arousal.
She falls apart. Her voice rings in the room as her body shudders beneath me.
Her legs tighten around my waist as she holds me tight, arching her back into me.
I thrust a few more times, finding my own release in a bone-shattering wave of ecstasy.
I can’t help the animalistic groan that comes with every thrust as I pound into her.
My cum shoots deep inside her, painting her insides white.
I’m not worried—I know she has an IUD. I know everything about my little tesoro, which she will soon come to realize.
I collapse beside her, my cock slipping out of her tightness as I pull her over my chest. I need her close, always.
I’ve been watching this girl for so long, I no longer want to watch—no, I need to touch.
I need to be near her, be inside her warmth, touching her soft skin.
I’m just mad it’s taken us, or me, this long to accept that she is not my enemy, or maybe she still is, and I’m just pussy drunk right now.
Tomorrow is another day. Another day for me to clear my head because right now, she’s consuming every inch of space inside my post orgasmic head.
Her delicate hand is flat on my chest, my hand covering hers as we both slowly glide down from our highs.
The room is quiet except for our breathing.
I kiss the top of her head. Her hair smells like vanilla and some type of flower.
I inhale her scent deep into my memory, needing to imprint everything about this girl into my psyche.
When I feel the unmistakable wetness of my release hit my thigh from Sky’s leg being over my hips, I gently maneuver out from beneath her and go to the bathroom to find a rag.
Making my way back to her bed, I gently wipe between her legs, eliciting a moan from her sinful lips.
“Are you leaving?” Her question has me stilling. I wasn’t planning on staying over, but I also wasn’t planning on falling so fucking hard for this woman, who’s currently looking at me like I’m her favorite person in the world.
“I’m not leaving even if you asked me to. Now scoot over, tesoro. We have all night, and I have yet to satiate my hunger for you.” She giggles as she shimmies her way across her bed, allowing me to crawl in beside her once again. We’re just getting started.