Page 65 of Keeping His Babygirl

“Always. I love you, babygirl. I won’t ever stop,” he promises, then seals his words with a heated kiss.

My heart soars at his profession of love. I turn in his arms so I’m straddling him and wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. I put every ounce of my love for him into it, hoping he can feel the words without me saying them. I’m not quite ready to profess it to him. I might be prepared to throw caution to the wind and give us a real shot, but those words feel enormous to me. I’ve fallen in love with him but confessing it out loud feels scarier than the actual act of loving him itself.

Our kiss quickly ignites. Axel grips my bottom, pulling me tight against him. His cock is a hard bar of steel between us. I rock against it, letting out a low moan at the feeling of him rubbing along my sensitive folds. He groans onto my lips at the friction. Our kiss turns more frantic as we tease each other.

He nips at my lower lip, then kisses his way down my neck, then back up to my ear. “I want you, babygirl. Tell me I can have you.”

“Yes, daddy. I need you.”

He fists my dress in his hands and pulls it up over my head in one motion. He tosses it away and takes in my white lace bra and panties that do absolutely nothing to hide my body from his eyes. Axel cups one breast, rubbing his thumb over my hardened nipple. I shiver in response to his touch.

“Look at how beautiful you are.”

I feel my cheeks heating at his compliment. I feel silly for acting like a blushing virgin, but I can’t help feeling a little shy around him. He brings out feelings in me that I haven’t felt in so long that I don’t know how to react to them.

Axel unhooks the front clasp of my bra and slowly slides it down my shoulders. I shrug it off as he cups my breasts in his warm palms. I lean into his touch, wanting more of it. I’m not disappointed because in the next moment, he’s got his mouth on my nipple, sucking the tight bud between his lips. I feel the pleasure all the way to my core.

I grip the back of his head, holding him to my breasts as he lavishes attention on both of them. I don’t hold back my moans of pleasure as I grind down on his thick cock. His fingers dig into my ass as he rocks me back and forth, driving our need higher and higher.

“Tell me you want my cock, babygirl,” he commands.

“I want you, daddy,” I say without hesitation.

“What do you want?” he asks, nipping at my breast.

“Oh God,” I moan. “Your cock. I want your cock… please.”

“Mmm, good girl.”

He stands with me in his arms and carries me to the bed. He gently lays me down and then starts kissing his way down my body. I grip the bedding tightly in my fists as he takes the first lick of my soaked pussy. He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, pulling moans from my lips. He teases my entrance with his tongue, then goes back to drawing teasing circles around my clit.

“You taste like heaven, babygirl,” he growls against me.

He sucks my clit between his lips, and my thighs clamp tight around his head. He pushes my thighs apart and holds them open, forcing me to take the pleasure he’s pushing on me. My orgasm rockets through me without any warning. He doesn’t let up. He just keeps licking and sucking my clit until I’m so sensitive every touch sends a jolt through my body.

My hands fly to his head, and I try to push him away, but he only growls and doubles down on my sensitive clit. Another orgasm hits hard and fast. My back arches off the bed as I cry out from the intense pleasure. I’m gasping for breath when he finally moves away from my clit. I let out a sound of relief. I don’t think I could’ve taken much more of that without losing my mind.

Axel stands from the bed and quickly strips his clothes. I admire his body as his muscles ripple and flex with his every movement. I’m a lucky, lucky girl. When his cock springs free of his boxers, a little thrill shoots through me. I can’t wait to feel him buried deep inside my body. I crave that connection with him.

“Like what you see, babygirl?” he asks, taking himself in hand and giving his cock a firm stroke.

“I love it, daddy.” I lick my lips, wanting to take him in my mouth and give him the same pleasure he gave me.

“Good,” he says, then kneels on the bed between my parted thighs.

He covers my body with his, completely enveloping me. I wrap my arms and legs around him, clinging to him like he’s my life preserver. His lips move on mine in a slow, languid kiss that has tears pricking my eyes at its sweetness. His tongue strokes against mine over and over, making my toes curl.

Axel reaches between us and lines his cock up with my entrance, never pulling his lips from mine. I moan into our kiss as he enters me slowly an inch at a time. He feels so good inside me—a perfect fit. When he’s buried deep, he grinds against my clit, giving me even more pleasure. He builds a steady rhythm of deep, slow thrusts. I rock my hips to the rhythm he’s created following his quiet dominance.

“You feel so good, babygirl,” he groans. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

I nod my head quickly, unable to form words without bursting into tears. Crying is the last thing I want to do while Axel and I make love. And that’s exactly what this is. We’ve had scenes, and we’ve fucked, but this is the first time we’ve made love. It’s a poignant moment, and I refuse to ruin it with tears.

I cling to his shoulders and try to focus on our mutual pleasure. Axel doesn’t seem like he’s in any hurry to get to the finish line. If I’m being honest, I’m not either. This connection feels like everything, and I never want it to end. In this moment, we are perfection.

His lips find mine again in a gentle caress. As I deepen the kiss, I thread my fingers through his hair and hold him to me. Our tongues tangle and dance together in a heated embrace. He gently bites down on my lower lip and pulls away. I moan at the slight stinging pain. My pussy clenches tight around his cock, and it’s his turn to moan.

Axel grips my ass, tilting my hips up so that every stroke inside me has him rubbing along my g-spot. I rock my hips wanting more. He doesn’t disappoint. He snaps his hips forward, hitting the end of me until I’m crying out in ecstasy.

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