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“It’s okay, Gemma,” Axel murmurs, stroking my side in a soothing gesture.

“Sorry. I can’t seem to relax. You can go back to your bed if I’m keeping you awake.”

“Never leaving,” he says, burying his face in the top of my head before kissing me there.

I smile at his ridiculousness, though I love how obsessed with me he seems.

“But I can help relax you,” he whispers.

Like last time, the tickling of his breath against my ear is mirrored between my thighs. I squeeze my legs together to find some relief from the pressure, but it’s not enough. “Oh, yeah?” I breathe out.

“If you want. I don’t want to move too fast–” Axel breaks off into a groan as I press my ass against his growing erection.

“Please,” I beg. “I want it.”

Axel spreads his hand over my stomach, softly caressing my skin. That simple touch makes my pussy throb and my skin break out into goosebumps. I should be embarrassed about having a nightmare, but I can’t think about anything except how Axel is touching me.

“You’re so soft,” Axel murmurs as he pulls me closer.

Every inch of his body is rock hard, from the defined muscles on his chest and abs to his thick cock digging into my ass. It feels so good being pressed against him while he continues to explore my body with gentle yet scorching touches.

I arch my back when he cups my breast and glides his thumb over my pebbled nipple. Axel growls softly and grinds his erection against me. He kisses the back of my neck and nips the sensitive spot below my ear. I whimper when he scrapes his teeth along the same spot like he wants to devour me. I want him to.

Axel tugs at my shirt, lifting it up and over my head with little to no help from me. He squeezes my breasts and pinches one nipple, then the other. He grunts something about perfect tits, but I hardly hear him over the overwhelming sensations he’s causing in my body.

Axel slides his hand down my torso, his fingers dancing along the edge of the pants of his I’m wearing. The featherlight touch drives me crazy. He’s teasing me, making me squirm and want so much more. I’ve never been this needy, this desperate, this… wet. God, I’m so, so incredibly turned on right now. Iachefor him.

He slips the tips of his fingers beneath the elastic waistband, making me gasp at the sudden rush of arousal shooting through me. Every nerve ending spikes with pleasure, causing more wetness to drip from my throbbing pussy.

“This okay, princess?” Axel asks softly, his voice tinged with the same desperate need I feel.

“Yes,” I whimper. “Please.”

He groans and wastes no time shoving the pants down my thighs. I wiggle and help him remove them completely as needy little whimpers fall from my lips, my desire growing with each second his fingers aren’t inside me.

The aches and pains from my injuries melt away, and all I feel is anticipation for what’s to come.

Once I’m completely naked, Axel runs his hand across my bare skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Finally,finally,he dips one finger into my slit and strokes me. I cry out when he circles my clit with his calloused fingers. My cunt throbs and clenches, and I swear I’m already right at the edge of total bliss.

“Jesus, Gemma. So wet for me,” he grunts, circling my opening with the pad of his finger.

I buck my hips and grind down on his hand, unable to control my movements. Axel teases my pulsing little hole, not quite entering me. How does that feel so good? I wiggle my hips, trying to get him to do… something. I don’t know. I just need more.

He runs his fingers up and down my slit, gathering up my juices and rubbing my clit until I’m moaning uncontrollably. I’m right there. So close, I shake. So close, I squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath. So close, I reach my arm behind me and fist his hair, needing something to hold onto.

And then his hand is gone. I gasp and grunt in frustration, my orgasm clawing to the surface but unable to break free. The pressure in my lower belly is almost painful with my pent-up release.

Axel chuckles and slides his hand down my thigh, gently lifting my top leg and guiding it to rest over his. This way, I’m open to him, giving him more access. “That’s it, beautiful. Goddamn, you need to come, don’t you?”

“So bad,” I respond, my voice nothing but a breathy whimper.

Axel slowly eases his finger into my entrance, stretching me deliciously. “So tight,” he grunts, sliding another inch inside me.

I clench around him, coating his hand in my juices as he fingerfucks me in a steady rhythm. He grinds the palm of his hand down on my little bundle of nerves, keeping me right on the edge, the pure bliss amplified by the slight sting of being stretched.What’s it going to feel like when he fucks me for real?The thought has me thrusting my hips forward, trying to get him deeper.

An intense pressure builds low in my belly, throbbing outward with each steady stroke. I tighten my grip on his hair, pulling him toward me, letting him know I’m here with him and want this so, so bad.

He groans and sinks his teeth into my exposed shoulder, just enough to sting and cause a jolt of lighting to flash through my body. It weaves in and out of my cells, electrifying every inch of me, inside and out.

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