Page 34 of Becoming Super

I had never really thought I was into dirty talk, but from Axel it was hot.

I continued to cup his balls as I sucked him, not even caring that I was gagging half the time.

His thighs were shaking, and I figured that I might as well go big or go home. The hand cupping his balls slipped back and I slid a finger deep into his ass just as he came deep into my mouth.

“Fuuuck!”

My head stung where he was yanking on my hair and I choked on his release, laughing at the look of shock and horror on his face.

“That is exit only!”

“Oh, come on, Axel. You can’t tell me that you didn’t love that.”

“I, I,” he just stared at me.

I got up and went over to our kitchenette of bathrooms and washed my face. I rinsed my mouth out and turned back to see him eyeing the droplets that had fallen on my naked breasts.

“Are you mad at me?”

He scowled, “Always, but I am afraid that I will need more information as to which situation you are referring to.”

My eyes narrowed, “You loved it.”

“I did not!”

He was a two-faced liar and we both knew it. I walked up to Axel and pinched his flat brown nipples, hard.

“Ow, she-devil!”

He yanked me up and tossed me over his lap. The broad part of his hand caressing the globes of my ass.

“Hey! I am not into that fifty shades shit.”

Even though I couldn’t see his face, I knew he was grinning. The best part was that he didn’t even know what that was until I introduced the books to him. He had managed to hack into some of the books from earth on my e-reader.

Axel was a bit of dirty bird. He liked my stories, the raunchier the better. But I had no idea in doing so that I had been feeding him full of ideas.

The first smack stung like a bitch and I squirmed in his arms.

“You had better let me go!”

He laughed, the stupid mother fucker laughed, and then swatted me again. I wasn’t melting or even feeling the slightest bit turned on. My ass hurt, and my temper was rising. But then he slipped a hand between my thighs and gently stroked my folds.

“Shit, that feels good!”

Smack!

I bucked in his arms, “Stop doing that, Ass Hole!”

“Listen to you and your love talk,” he rubbed the reddened skin with a gentle touch.

And then I felt this tongue as he kissed my sore ass. Okay, that felt good. The next smack didn’t hurt so much as it sent jolts of awareness between my thighs. He was a damn fast learner, I would be remiss if I didn’t admit it, even if it was only to myself.

Axel moved me so that I was lying face down on the bed and he pulled my hips up, widening my thighs.

His mouth sank into my pussy with my red ass in the air and I conceded. Maybe we had both learned something about our asses and sexuality today. I couldn’t ruminate on it too long because the man had a gift with his tongue. Lapping and sucking he kissed my pussy deeply, needing to take every drop of desire that I was freely giving him.

My clit needed more, but he was careful to leave to untouched. My body was throbbing and my need greater than I could ever remember it being.

“Please, Axel,” I almost didn’t recognize my voice.

“Please, what?” he growled, “You are so fucking beautiful. Your pink pussy is swollen and tastes like heaven.”

“Fuck me, please!”

He sucked my clit into his mouth, finally sending me over the edge. My body shook as the passion threatened to take over until there was nothing of me left. Just emotion, need and want for this man. This incredibly frustrating man that was turning into my entire world.

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