Page 22 of Axe
In my mind, her body was my plaything. She let me do whatever I wanted and even better, she loved the shit out of it. I gripped my cock harder thinking about how I’d take her by surprise.
I pictured myself coming up behind her and pushing her body into the wall. She’d yelp in shock, taken completely off guard and I’d fucking love it. Wanting her to be at my mercy, I’d pull her arms above her head and tell her to keep her palms flat against the wall. I’d let her know that if she moved them, I would stop. I imagined how her ass would push towards me, letting me know how badly she wanted it, but she’d be a good girl and not move her hands.
I could almost hear her moans in my ear as I pictured ripping her pants down her legs and leaving them piled around her ankles. ‘Please’ she would beg me. Without warning, I would push myself inside her tight pussy and I’d love how drenched she would be for me. I’d fuck her, with a ferocity that would have her hips banging against the wall.
My hand picked up speed as the images unfolded in my mind.
Her head would fall back as I wrapped my fist around those silky strands. But it wouldn’t be enough. I could almost feel myself pulling until she moaned and I knew she was feeling the sting of the roots threatening to be ripped out. ‘You like being fucked like a dirty whore?’ I’d growl in her ear. And she’d love every second of it.
I felt my balls pull up and I knew I was about to cum.
I imagined what it would be like to clamp my mouth on her shoulder, my teeth sinking into her delicate skin. And how she would howl from the pain but her body wouldn’t stop rocking against mine.
“Shit!” I said as my dick decided it was done, my release splattering all over my shirt.
Damn. I should have felt wrong about it, but I didn’t. Nope, instead, I wanted more than anything to make that fantasy a reality. I wanted to see how far I could push her until she completely broke for me. I wanted her to bend to me in every way and when she thought she’d seen the darkest part of me, I wanted to prove her wrong.
Jacking off should have relieved the tension in my shoulders but it didn’t. I knew I was going to have to get back there and the thought of how I was going to have to make her talk only made me tense more about the whole situation.
After I took a shower, I tossed some clean clothes in a bag. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be sleeping on her couch, but I was going to be prepared to be there for a good fucking while if need be. Cal had said Tank would be back soon and I dreaded the meeting that would be coming up.
I was glad he was coming back. It was strange to admit, but I felt off without the guy around. He was the total opposite of me in every way. He was huge while I was just a hair above average. He was built solid and thick, while I had the faint outlines of a six-pack. He was light and fun…well, he was before all this shit went down. And I was dark and reserved.
Not that I was as removed from people as much as Diesel was. That dude usually only talked if he had to, although, with Ellie now in his life, he seemed more relaxed and human.
I ran into Tank as I was leaving. I was glad to see him, but my mind was all kinds of messed up. I hoped he didn’t think I was brushing him off. Knowing him though, I figured he got that there was something going on with me. He was the down to earth one, that person anyone could go to for advice. But right then, I had no idea what kind of advice I was looking for. So, while I sort of hinted at what the hell was going on with me, I didn’t really go too deep into it.
I tried my best to not be angry for him. The shit that Savage had put him through gutted me. The death of Grass cut me to the core, but the loss of my friend that was still alive was like a million little demons tearing apart my soul.
He told me thatKillerwas gone and I ached for him. You could see how much he cared about her and even though he was doing his best to put up a front, it still hurt him deeply.
I decided then, that I wouldn’t burden him with my problems. Inhaling a deep breath of smoke, loving the way it burned, I gave a quick reason to exit. Besides, he had shit to talk about with Cal and it wouldn’t have been a good idea to keep him from that.
