Page 49 of Redemption

Kelsey

Wet lips meet my shoulderat the same time an arms cradle against my sides, caging me in a cocoon of warmth. I blink the sleep from my eyes to find the outline of Axel staring down at me. He’s lost in the shadow of darkness that blankets the room, but I’d recognize the scent of tobacco and cedar wood anywhere.

“You’re back.” I roll over onto my back and stare up at him. A smile he can’t see spread across my face. “How did your meeting go?”

He sighs against my shoulder and changes the subject, something that doesn’t go unnoticed and I will be getting to the bottom of later. “What are you doing in here?” His voice comes out low and smooth, melting my insides, like a fine Tennessee whiskey as a thumb lightly strokes the side of my cheek.

“I couldn’t sleep.” It sounds stupid saying that out loud.

“So you came in here?” His lips smile against my skin.

“It felt safe.” I shrug a shoulder, rethinking how lame I must sound, but if I tell him the truth that’ll lead to a whole other conversation. One I’m not ready for just yet.

He dips his head to mine and lets out a heavy breath. Something’s off. His body is riddled with tension.

My hands come up to rub small circles into the space between his shoulders feeling the muscles begin to relax under my touch. “Axel, is everything okay?”

His nose rubs against mine. “I need you.”

Three simple words that hit me to the core. All the running I do would never erase these feelings he invokes within me and I was foolish to think that by running I could ever escape them or even want to.

“You have me. All of me.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth I know them to be true down to my soul. He owns every inch of me.

The hand stroking my cheek stills as I feel him gaze into my eyes through the darkness. His lips crush against mine in a bruising kiss. One that sets a trail of fire blazing through my body, dominating me down to my core. It leaves me weak at the knees and breathless.

His body falls against mine, pressing me deeper into his mattress, as my legs open in invitation for him to take more of me. He grinds his core against mine and I feel the hardness of his erection, making my heart race and my body ache with need. If he wasn’t wearing his jeans and I didn’t have on my panties we’d be connected, flesh against flesh.

My fingers toy with button of his fly. “You have on too many clothes.”

He laughs as I push him onto his back and rip his jeans and boxers off in one quick pull. They fly over my shoulder behind me as I climb onto his legs and rub my fingers along the sides of his thighs, enjoying the way the rough hairs feel against my fingers. He’s all man and he’s mine. I want to please him and do dirty, dirty things to him.

“Is that my shirt?” His fingers toy with the edge of the cotton material.

“It smelled like you.”

“Take it off.” His voice comes out in a rough growl and I’m second guessing rummaging through his things.

My teeth dig into my bottom lip as my nerves overtake me. “Are you mad I took it?”

“Wildcat, you can wear anything of mine you like, but right now it’s keeping me from touching your beautiful body and I really need to feel your skin tremble under my fingers.” He leans forward and nips at my bottom lip, prying it free from my teeth. His hands trail up my sides slipping his shirt off over my head and on to the floor somewhere. The cold air shocks my heated flesh, but his fingers pinching on my nipples has all of the air leaving my body. His soft lips suck and bite until my thighs clench. I could from this alone, but it’s not what I’m in the mood for.

“That feels so good, but it’s my turn to play.”

He chuckles and the feel of his breath on my nipples has my hips writhing against his hard cock. All laughter stops at that movement as he sucks in a gust of air. “Fuck, you feel good.”

“Ax?” My hand slides between us, cupping his balls.

“Yeah?” His fingers dig into my shoulders as I feel his legs tremble.

“I want you in my mouth.”

“What my Wildcat wants, she gets.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and presses a quick kiss to my lips. When he pulls away and leans back, I slide down his body until I’m eye level with his firm length. I run my nose along the velvety soft skin, satisfying a deep seated need to smell my man.

My hand fists around his firm flesh enjoying the way his cock twitches from the sudden touch. I lean forward and suck the head into my mouth. The salty taste explodes on my tongue, only making me crave more. I slide him deeper inside and tighten my lips around the sides of his cock, not stopping until he hits the back of my throat.

“Oh fuck.” He sucks in a gust of air and groans.

I pull away and slide back down a few more times, watching his body tighten from my touch. There’s something intoxicating about seeing him fall apart like this. Warmth floods me as my core clenches from every groan I pull from him.

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