I stood, picked her up by the ass, and moved us into the bedroom again.
She dropped down to her feet and pulled her shirt over her head before I could tell her to wait, then pulled at mine. But I grabbed her wrists before she could take those cute shorts off.
“Let me,” I said.
Her dark eyes widened with her smile. I kissed her again, more desperate this time, and bent to consume the rest of her. Her neck, her collar, her chest… Falling to my knees to suck on her full breasts once again. She’d bathed in some fall scent I was sure she’d only bought for this season. I fully expected her to taste like snow at Christmas, chocolate on Valentine's, like peonies in the spring.
And I couldn’t wait to delve into her.
I slipped my thumbs into those perfect silk shorts and slowly tugged them down. “I love these,” I told her before kissing her navel. “These shorts will end me.”
Her soft laugh filled my ears as the rest of her was exposed to me. She sat at the edge of the bed, letting me take her leg in my hand and kiss up her foot, her calf, the inside of her thigh. Her head fell back with a moan when I kissed her clit. I had to pull myself back from tongue fucking her there. I had another plan for her.
“Scoot up and grab the headboard, baby,” I said as I stood.
She looked back at me, confusion in her eyes. “What?”
I resisted a laugh and crawled onto the bed, lying on my back on her pillows. “I want your pussy on my tongue, your ass on my face,” I said when she sat up beside me. “It’s almost sunrise. I have more to pull from this body.”
She whimpered, her bottom lip sagging. “I don’t know how much more you’re getting from me, Axel. My thighs—“
“Are mine,” I said, taking her chin in my fingers. “Every shake, every bruise I put on them, every orgasm that comes from between them.Mine. And when you can’t feel them tomorrow, you’ll have your choice of my name, my tongue, or my cock to blame for it.”
Des swallowed. “Then leave on the hat,” she said.
My gaze narrowed, and Des straddled over me. I grasped her ass firmly in my hands. “Leave the hat on,” she said again. “This entire look you have right now is hot as fuck.”
I had to hold back every part that said to throw her into the pillows and fuck her like I planned on doing on that railing. “Sit this pussy on my face, princess.Now.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN - DES
I THINK I’VE died.
I think I’ve died and gone to a special Hell where your darkest desires are listed on a whiteboard, and the person of your dreams is fulfilling each, one by one.
God, the way he moved his tongue, sucked on me, slapped and grabbed my ass or my breasts, and made my body move… And he’d been living across the hall from me the entire time?
I could have been being pleasured like this for an entire year.
I was such a fucking idiot.
I grabbed the headboard and nearly limped over it, my elbows braced across the top, my teeth imprinting in the wood. Shit, I was going to scream.
His hat fell off mere moments after he’d started in on me, and I picked it up and placed it front ways on my head. I didn’t know how I was going to come again, but with every lick down my center, every slip of his tongue inside me, and the way he was slapping my ass, I pained at the feeling of another orgasm rising. He blew against me, nibbled on my clit, and sucked it into his mouth. The delicious sensations made me limp. I could barely hold myself up, and I was scared that he wouldn’t be able to breathe if I didn't.
But after a few more seconds, I forgot about allowing him to breathe. I rocked on his tongue as he held me tight. I bit that fucking headboard until my teeth marks were left behind, and then I came—hard, almost embarrassingly—on his tongue.
I fell back against the sheet as my orgasm wafted through me, willing my breaths to even and my heart to stop throbbing. Eyes closed, I counted my shallow breaths and nearly fell asleep again. Though the bed shifted after a few seconds, and I felt his body atop mine.
“How fucking sexy are you in my hat,” he grunted before kissing my breast.
I smiled broadly, my body curling up as I pulled his head off my nipple. “I don’t think you’re getting anything else out of me,” I told him.
Axel looked behind me at the clock on the wall. “It’s just minutes to sunrise, princess,” he said. “I still plan on fucking you while that equinox sun rises.”
I reached for his hat and put it back on his head. “Then you’ll need this,” I said. “And I’ll need water and a massage.”
He pushed a stray hair off my face and kissed my lips, prompting another moan from me.