Page 40 of Velvet and Valor
My hand grips his shaft and gives it a long, slow stroke.
“I can back it up,” I purr. “Soldier boy.”
That sets him off like a keg of dynamite. Axel pushes me back against the wooden column. I lift my leg, arching my spine to accommodate him as he glides inside of me without hesitation. My eyes squeeze shut at the wonderful sensation of him sliding into me.
Axel groans, straining his body against me. His cock throbs like a dance hall beat inside of me. He’s already ready to let go but is hanging on. Axel’s thrusts have an air of desperation about them. He so, so wants to sate his lust--but more than that, he wants to make me cum before he lets himself release.
His hand is on my neck, his body pins me to the pier, and the sea drowns out my increasingly guttural cries. Blissful sensations build and build inside of me. Axel’s free hand moves between our sweating, straining bodies. His fingers stroke my clit as he continues to thrust with primal need.
I already have one leg wrapped around him. The other leg lifts up and joins the first as I lock him into my grip. That’s right, Axel, you’re not going anywhere. Desperate now, all I can think about is getting what I want, and right now all I want is to cum all over his thick, hard cock.
Axel grins at my power move. He bears into me with stronger, faster, deeper thrusts. It does the trick, all right. My eyes squeeze shut and it’s all I can do to hang on to him, as well as my sanity.
I suck in a ragged breath of air, hold it for what seems like an eternity, and let it out as a piercing wail. I feel as if I’m touching the fabric of reality as ripple after ripple of ecstasy storms through my body. Axel gives in to his own passion, cumming inside of me just moments later.
His cock vibrates as he empties his desires into me. Axel’s face twists into a mask of helpless pleasure. He’s totally given himself over to his lust, and I’m the one who’s pushed him to this. It makes me feel empowered in an oddly pleasing way.
Then, another orgasm crashes into what’s left of my conscious thoughts and smashes them to splinters of golden sunlight. I am unmade and recast all in the breadth of a heartbeat, writhing and screaming on the end of Axel’s rod.
My arms slap against his sweating, muscled back as I hold on for dear life. I’ve never held onto someone this tightly before, not ever. God, is this what it’s supposed to feel like when you’re with a guy? I thought it was all hype.
If it is, all I can say is hooray for hype.
My legs are basically jelly, so Axel carries me into the beach house. He lays me down on the bed and then stands over me. His body is a work of art, the lines of his tattoos seeming to accentuate the catlike ripple of his muscles. The pillars of his sinewy thighs frame his magnificent cock, which already begins to swell as he stares at my naked body.
“I wish you’d stop holding back, soldier boy,” I say huskily.
Axel grins. His hand suddenly darts out, palm planting against my sternum. Axel shoves me back until I fall fully onto the bed.
“Be careful what you wish for,” Axel says, his eyes blazing with heat. “You just might get it.”
“Oh no,” I giggle. “Don’t, please.”
10
AXEL
Iwalk my fingers along the top of June’s thigh, memorizing the freckles and the feel of her pliant flesh. June giggles, shifting beneath me. I lay with my cheek pillowed on her opposite leg, breathing in her sweet scent.
“That tickles,” she says.
“Oh, does it?” I roll over onto my belly and kiss where my fingers just dared to tread. “Is that better?”
“Mmm,” she says, eyes fluttering closed. “Getting warmer…”
I kiss my way to the inside of her thigh. June starts, her legs tensing up and flexing as my lips and tongue play along the expanse of delightful skin.
“You’re so responsive, June,” I whisper into her thigh.
“I’m not--ah! I’m not usually…” she groans.
“You’re trying to sell me that you’re a virgin?” I ask with a chuckle.
“No,” she says. “Of course not–I just don’t, you know…respond. Usually.”
“Well, I happen to love the way you respond,” I mumble into her skin. “In fact, I think I’m going to make it my life’s goal to make you ‘respond’ as many times per day as I can.”
“Oh, stop,” she says with a chuckle. “I mean, don’t stop, but stop…”
