Page 26 of Anyone And You

She clasped onto the iron rail and shifted to open up for me: arching her back so beautifully, her toes curling in anticipation. The slight wiggle of her ass made my hand crease on her hips as I stepped back and pumped my cock a few times at the sight of her enticing body, the view of that glistening pussy spreading for me.

I tapped my dick on her ass and teased at her entrance with the tip, eliciting a whimper from her that made me groan her name. Fuck, she was swollen. Swollen from me. From how much I’d taken from her that night. My cock throbbed at the thought as I took more of her. The fit… God, she fit perfectly around me.

“Look at that sunrise, baby,” I finally said. “Memorize every ray of sunlight and shadow cast over this little town. Memorize it as the first of so many more you’ll wake to my cock sliding in and out of you.”

“Fuck, Axel,” she moaned. Her body limped as she groaned, and she leaned over the railing as if she were giving out.

I kissed her bare spine before wrapping my hands around her breasts, making her body arch upward again as I gathered a pace. I pumped deliberately in and out of her, relishing the noise of her wetness around me.

The slight noise of surrender that left her spoke to the deepest part of my soul. I grabbed her left arm and secured it behind her back as she lifted her bent leg to the rail, letting me deeper inside her. Shit, I could have continued that tease for hours,days. But I could feel her beginning to collapse around me, her legs trembling with the release that would make her pass out completely.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” I told her. “So fucking well. Do you want my cum in that swollen pussy, Des?”

“Yes—shit—yes,” she pleaded, her eyes shut. “God, I’m going to—“

“One more time, princess,” I begged. “One more.”

A high-pitched whimper came from her as I took her hair in my hand, exposing her neck with a gentle tug.

“Fuck yes, Axel, right there—“ I cursed the air at how much wetter she became with the tug on her hair. Her whimpers became more urgent with every move. Shit, her pussy was tightening so much around me. I watched as her mouth opened, and she tried to swallow a scream as her cunt pulsed over my dick. Any words from her lips turned to mutters. She fought her collapse, but I needed her to give in to it.

I pulled her up and pinned her arms around my neck, my fingers circling her waist to her clit. Her knees weakened.

“Let go, baby,” I whispered as I pressed her swollen clit. “Give me what’s mine.”

Her gasp was a prayer. Her body shuddered. She limped and whimpered and squirmed. And as she screamed and came apart around me, I lost control of my own body, too.

Together, we came. Our bodies were a perfect unison of pleasure. Her knees almost gave out, but she held tight to my arms as she regained breath.

I stared at the sunrise, pure satisfaction swelling over my muscles and seeping into my bones as we came down together. When I pulled out of her, I turned her around and grasped her beneath her ass. She surrendered in my arms, her legs spread over my waist as I sat us down in the chair she had on her balcony.

Her cheek leaned into my hand, and I pushed her hair back so I could admire the sunlight brightening her brown eyes. They almost looked like honey in this light. She was so fucking gorgeous that it hurt.

“I think this is the best blind date I’ve ever been on,” she muttered, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

“Maybe one day I’ll take you on a different kind of blind date,” I said.

“Mm…” She shifted on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. “So many dirty promises, Axel Connors. How am I supposed to pace myself?”

I squeezed her ass and started to caress up and down her side. “A lifetime, princess,” I said before kissing her. “We have a lifetime.”

EPILOGUE

THE TURBULENCE ON the small prop plane had me nervous.

It jolted hard against the wind, and Axel grabbed my hand on the rest. I chuckled as I turned to see his eyes shut tight, his jaw taut.

“Shut up,” he grumbled. “Don’t you need to clutch a crystal? Count your breaths?”

The sight of how hot he was in his baseball cap and snug shirt, nervous from a bit of turbulence, made me bite my lip. “Watching you squirm is keeping my mind off of it,” I retaliated. “What happened to the tough guy act? Mr. I-never-get-sick.”

“Not sick—“ he made a grunting noise, obviously trying to relax at the next bump. “Why are we going here again?”

“It’s your family,” I said. “You haven’t seen them in two years.”

“Should have taken the boat,” he muttered.

I took my hand from beneath his and reached into his lap, slowly massaging his inner thigh. “Want me to keep you distracted?” I asked.

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