Page 2 of Conveniently Yours

"I want you," he tells me. "I fucking always have."

I stare at him with wide eyes, my stomach flipping, and inside I want to release a high-pitched screech. Oh my God. "You do?" I whisper.

He grins, moving a step closer, and before I know it, his hand is tangled in my hair, his lips are pressed against mine and I'm inheaven. I cling to him as his tongue sweeps into my mouth, and he takes everything from me.

Hot need rushes through me. This is what I’ve wanted for a long time but was too afraid to reach for. He's Noah's best friend, they're like brothers. But this is something I've dreamed about for years, and it's happening.

His hands sweep down past my neck to my shoulders, I shiver in response. The straps of my dress fall from my shoulders as his lips trail from the corner of my mouth, down my neck, and across my collarbone. Every kiss is like a feather against my skin, but like molten lava inside my veins. I'm burning with need.

Throwing my head back, I cling to him, my body humming with anticipation. The sound of my zipper has me tensing slightly, but Axel’s lips on my skin soothes over the mild fear. “Beautiful,” he growls, as my dress falls from my body and pools at my feet. “So damn beautiful, Scarlett,” his voice thick with need, his eyes bright with lust.

I’m so turned on I can’t think straight. All I see is him, it’s all I’ve ever seen.

“Lie down, baby,” he instructs, helping me to the bed. I can't help but stare up at him. God, is this actually going to happen? Are we doing this?

My breath catches as he pulls his t-shirt over his head, his taut muscles on display, making me want to reach out. The moment his pants are undone, his hard cock springs free, and I swallow hard.

Holy hell, that is huge.

My breathing deepens as he moves toward me, a predatory gleam in his eyes. His hands skim down my body, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His fingers loop through the band of my panties and pull them from my body.

“Are you sure?” he whispers, his gaze now on my pussy.

“Please,” I beg, my words are breathy. “I need you,” I tell him. I can’t wait any longer. I've never wanted anything more than I do right now. I need Axel, I want him.

“Lie back and enjoy, baby,” he tells me as he pulls my legs apart. He sinks to his knees, and I tense when his head goes between my thighs.

“God, Axel—”

“You're going to love this, Scar, just trust me," he says huskily.

I lie back and do what he asks. I do trust him. Implicitly. I'm just a little scared. I've never done anything like this before, and I don't know what to do, so I continue to lie here and trust he’ll take care of me.

I gasp when his tongue sweeps across my folds. My fingers grip the bed sheets as he does it again and again. My body humming as pleasure takes over. I forget about everything and just let go.

My back arches off the bed when he pushes a finger inside of me. “God, so tight,” he groans. “Relax, baby,” he coaxes me as he starts moving, pushing his finger in and out of me.

My body tingles as my pleasure builds. I’m grinding down against his hand, trying to get more.

“That’s it, Scar, so fucking beautiful,” he growls, his movements get quicker and harder. I’m panting, clawing at the bed as I seek my peak. I cry out when his tongue sweeps across my little nub, the nerve endings sending me into a frenzy. His mouth closes around my clit, and he sucks, his fingers fucking me faster. It’s too much.

Sensory overload.

My orgasm builds until it reaches boiling point, my body on fire from his touch. The moment he adds another finger inside of my pussy, stretching me, I cum, shouting his name as my body quakes with the force of the orgasm.

He doesn’t step back. In fact, he replaces his fingers with his mouth, sucking and slurping at my pussy as I cum. “You taste divine, baby,” he growls, and his mouth goes back to work, sucking and licking.

My pussy shakes with the aftermath. “It’s too much,” I gasp, but he doesn’t stop. His finger goes to my clit, and he sets about making me cum for a second time. “Axel,” I breathe as his tongue enters my pussy, stabbing into me like a man possessed.

My body, still not recovered from the first, starts to climb, this time higher than it ever has. I’m panting, unable to catch my breath, my legs quaking, as I grind down against his mouth, seeking more, needing to cum even though the aftermath of my first orgasm hasn’t finished.

Fighting off is pointless, there’s no way in hell I’d be able to do that, Axel’s too talented to let it work. I dare not even think about how he knows how to do this, the thought of him with another woman has my stomach churning. His magical fingers and skillful mouth are too much, and I detonate, completely shattering at his hands. My pussy floods his mouth as I tremble. My eyes close as my orgasm washes over me.

The feel of his lips against my skin has me opening my eyes. He’s working his way up my body, his hands and lips not missing an inch of me, leaving me burning like an inferno for him. He hovers over me, our lips crashing together. Once again, my body ignites, wanting him. “Please,” I murmur, unable to think of anything but having him inside of me.

He nods, his lips pressing against mine again, his tongue sweeping into my mouth, taking my breath away as he shows me love. His cock nudging at my entrance, and I open my legs to let him in.

He slides into me, his cock stretching my pussy. He’s thick and makes me feel so full. His lips are still on mine, kissing me, making me drunk on lust and love. He slowly pulls out, and Iwhimper against his mouth, instantly missing the fullness. He thrusts back into me—harder this time—breaking through my innocence and driving home.

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