Page 56 of Whisper Of Attraction (Whisper Lake 3)

His eyes lifted to hers and her heart pounded so hard she was sure that he could hear it.

“It’s the back of my thighs,” she explained, figuring he’d probably see it eventually.

“You’re perfect,” he breathed before leaning forward and kissing first her left, then right hipbone.

He then showered attention across her stomach. She stared down at the top of his head and watched his lips press lightly against her skin as he covered her lower belly with love. When he reached the very top of her mound where a triangle of hair sat, he glanced up at her.

She thought he might make a joke about how the carpet matched the drapes, since every other man that she’d been with had a fascination over her being a natural redhead, but she should’ve known better. Axel wasn’t most men.

“I want to taste you. Spread your legs.” His explicit statement and rough command caused her knees to go weak.

He watched her as she did as directed. His hand traveled up one inner thigh and down the other, several times, skipping her wet center each time. He wasn’t even touching her there and she could feel herself get wetter with every pass.

Finally, when she wasn’t sure she could take anymore, he lifted one of her thighs and rested it on his shoulder as he leaned forward and covered her mound with his mouth. The first brush of his tongue across her clit had her back arching and her body barreling toward release. When he added a finger, her eyes shut as she shuddered with pleasure at the intrusion. He continued slow, suctioning curls of his tongue as he worked his digit inside of her, pulling out before pushing it back in.

“Fuck,” he hissed against her sex. “You’re so tight.”

“It’s been a while,” Brynn admitted.

“How long?” The gravelly rasp in his voice covered her exposed skin in goosebumps for the second time that evening.

“Five years.” It sounded like a long time when she said it aloud, so she nervously added, “And I do a lot of Kegels.” As if that admission was any better.

She’d started doing them after she gave birth and had just never stopped even though she’d been out of service in that department for a while.

When Axel remained still, she opened her eyes and looked down. He was staring up at her with a questioning look.

“It’s exercises for my…you know.” She squeezed her inner walls to demonstrate.

As her body clamped around his finger, his eyes flared with fiery arousal and he once again covered the hood of her sex with his mouth. He continued his efforts and a sweet shock of bliss crested through her.

Her head fell back against the wall and she grabbed onto the doorknob for support. Her hips rolled, pressing her sex into his mouth but Axel’s firm grip on her hips had him setting the tempo. Within seconds, her entire being exploded into a blinding climax.

Stars whirled behind her eyes as tremors quaked from her epicenter out to the top of her head and the tips of her toes. He continued licking her and his finger drove in and out of her as she rode out her orgasm.

When the last surge of release vibrated through her, her knees buckled. But Axel was right there, holding her up. He stood, keeping her tightly in his embrace.

Feeling more relaxed, more centered, and more calm than she had in she couldn’t remember how long, she wrapped her arms around him and smiled up at him.

“Wow. You’re really good at that.”

The corners of his lips tilted up in amusement.

“I’m serious,” she insisted. “I think I’m tipsier from that orgasm than I was from the drinks. Well done, sir. Well. Done.”

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Axel couldn’t helpthe smile that pulled at his lips. Sex had never been this fun, this real, or this raw with anyone. Maybe it was because the connections he’d had with women had always been based on physical attraction and what he and Brynn shared was deeper. It was intimate.

He’d never had a woman that giggled when his chin rubbed her belly. Or pointed out stretch marks and cellulite. Or talked about doing Kegels. Or complimented him so sincerely after she had an orgasm.

It just felt so right with Brynn. Their bond, the way they related to one another, was so comfortable. So natural.

Or maybe she had this kind of bond with Max, and anyone else she may have been with. Maybe Brynn always shared her insecurities with men she was with and he wasn’t anything special. That unwanted thought hit him like a knee to the nuts.

A sense of urgency to make her his rushed through him and he quickly grabbed a condom from his wallet on the coffee table, stripped out of his sweats, and rolled on protection. He then wrapped his arm around Brynn’s back and lifted her in the air. Her smile went from ear to ear as her legs automatically circled his waist.

He knew her five-year drought hadn’t been for lack of opportunity. There was Liam, first of all. And Kade and Ethan certainly made it sound like almost every guy in town had a crush on Brynn. But she told everyone the same thing: she was too busy to date.

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