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“Axel, if you don’t fuck me right now,” she said in a desperate voice. “Yes, I’m on the pill. Now give me that big cock of yours—Ah!—”

I picked her up and flipped her onto her back further up the bed. She leaned up, grabbed me by the neck to kiss me again, and then rolled me to my back. One leg sinking on either side of me, she pressed her palms into my chest and positioned herself atop me.

And then she slid—one shift at a time onto my dick.

“Oh my god,” she hissed, her eyes shut as she readjusted and slowly worked herself onto me. I grabbed her hips, lifting my own, and she cried out at the fill. Fuck, she was tight around me. So fucking wet. God, she was soaking. This was better than I’d fantasized. This was ecstasy and heaven.

Buried halfway inside her, I strained at how much I wanted to hold her ass and drive deeper. As her hips began to move, I met her stroke for stroke. Watching her grab her hair and arch her back as she found her pleasure had me on edge again. She was a goddess on my lap. I didn’t know how long I was going to last being able to watch her tits as they bounced, see her face scrunched up from my filling her, from the pleasure she was finding on my cock.

I moved my hands to her breasts, and her own hands settled atop mine as her mouth opened wide, letting out a slew of curses, moans, and high-pitched noises that I devoted to memory.

“Axel.” My name was a strain, and with one more move, she took me completely in.

“Shit, baby,” I muttered. Faster and faster, she rode me, almost limping when I moved my hands back to her hips. She had found that edge, found exactly where she wanted me, and she was falling.

“Oh God,” she cried. “I’m coming—ah, fuck, Axel, I’m coming—“

I’d never heard her voice so high-pitched, so desperate and pleading. Her hands braced on my chest again, nails digging into my skin as she drove and rocked faster on my dick. God, I was done for. I felt her walls closing, her body beginning to shake.

She came with a strained noise I’d never heard anyone make, collapsing against my chest as she rode her wave of pleasure. I reached up and cupped her face in my hand, seeing the delighted devastation in her tear-filled gaze, and then I bent my knees up.

“Don’t move, baby,” I told her. “Let me ride this with you.”

I thrust my hips upward and slammed into her again and again. Her face scrunched, her moans unable to cease, and I felt her coming apart again.

“Axel— fuck, I can’t—“

“Shit, Des.” My end was near. I was on the verge of exploding inside her. I couldn’t stop it—

My entire body stilled and shuddered as I let go, releasing all that I had inside her tight cunt. Her lips crashed into mine as my dick throbbed and cum filled her.

She didn’t move from atop me, even when my last groan had slowly dwindled, drowned behind her kiss. She stayed there, our kiss slowing as I pushed her messy hair off her face and finally met her satiated gaze.

“How are you even more beautiful right now?” I asked without thinking.

She twisted her head, kissed my palm, and then shifted to lay down on my chest. My breaths were a struggle, but I held her there and stroked her hair.

CHAPTER TWELVE - DES

I WAS A goner.

I didn’t want to move from atop him, let alone shift myself off his thick cock still buried so damn deep inside me. God, that had taken a few strokes to adjust to. My throat was raw, my pussy swollen and destroyed. I didn’t want to get up. He felt too good, too perfect.

But dammit, I needed water. And Idesperatelyneeded to use the bathroom.

I finally leaned on my elbows, bracing them on his chest, and he looked up at me with that satisfied glow. I couldn’t help toying slowly with his beard as his hands began to stroke my back. I still couldn’t get over how small I felt atop him.

“I have to get up,” I said. “But I don’t want to.”

“Neither do I,” he replied, his voice rough and throaty. “So don’t,” he added.

“Mm… I have to,” I complained.

“Do you need help?”

“Getting off this cock of yours? Yes, I might,” and Axel smirked at the comment.

I touched his lips as they lifted that smirk into a smile that truly met his eyes. “I’m glad you’ll do this for me,” I said about the smile.

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