Page 63 of Stains of Desire
"I won't."
He traces my jawline, kisses me once more, then unfolds the blanket and puts it on the ground. He removes my top and flips me on my back.
The weight of his body is heaven, and I slide my hands under his shirt and across his muscular back. He leans into my ear to say, "I'm dying to see you naked, green eyes."
"Yes," I whisper and tug at his shirt, wanting to see every part of his chiseled frame.
He pulls his T-shirt off with one hand. His warm flesh sinks onto mine, and he trails his lips down my chest until he gets to my breasts. His tongue traces my nipple until it's so firm, I squirm and push his head closer to me.
He grunts then sucks my nipple, gentle at first, then so hard, a painful shot of pleasure shoots through my core.
"Axel! Oh God," I scream, never having experienced anything like it before.
He leans up to my ear. "Remember. Stop and no."
"Don't stop. Please." I desperately put my lips to his, shoving my tongue in his mouth and unbuckling his belt.
He grabs my hand. The darkness of his eyes competes with the night air. "You don't get it until I've destroyed you several times."
I swallow hard, not sure what he means by destroy but ready for whatever he'll give me.
He leans closer to my ear. "I own your body if you're mine. And I'm going to fuck you with my tongue until you lose your voice from begging." He sucks on my neck, marking me, and more painful pleasure surges through me.
Inch by inch, he stains me with his desire. By the time he gets to my sex, I'm so wet and needy, I thrust my hips at him, but instead of touching my sex, he lifts my leg in the air. He continues to torture me, doting on my calves, sucking on the back of my knee, then sliding his teeth up my thighs and biting the bottom of my ass.
No man has ever paid so much attention to my body or caused such glorious pain.
My skin drips with sweat. Noises I've never made before come out of me, echoing in the thick night air, competing with the animals surrounding us. Adrenaline coats the surface of all my cells.
"Please," I beg.
"Please what, green eyes?" His face is next to my sex. He inhales deeply and traces his finger over my clit then circles it around my hole.
I whimper loudly, bucking my hips into his face. "Axel...please."
He sticks his tongue in my hole, rotating it in a circle, pushing farther and farther into me, then flicking it like a snake.
I dig my fingers into his head, and he pulls back and slides the full width of his tongue up to my clit.
He nips at it, and I arch my back. "Oh!"
"Your pussy is paradise," he mumbles and blows on it then grabs my legs and throws them over his shoulders.
Gentle kisses tease my clit until he tugs on it only with his lips.
I squeeze my thighs as hard as I can on his thick neck. "Axel...oh God..."
Lazy licks torture me. I sit on the edge of euphoria, craving to fly, my voice raspy from pleading and crying out his name.
Heat burns in my body. Endorphins spin. Tremors ignite.
He speeds up, demolishing everything inside me, sending me into a deep state of spasming bliss.
I never slow. His lips latch onto my clit, and he sucks me so hard, I scream again into the hot night air.
I don't know how his pants came off, but he lurches up my body and devours my mouth while sliding his cock into me.
I gasp, and he groans.
