Page 85 of F*ckboys

"Make me feel alive," I plead, desperate for the connection only he can provide. "Make me forget everything but this moment."

"Your wish is my command," he replies, his voice raw and provocative.

His lips hungrily devour mine, his tongue teasing and taunting me. A moan escapes my throat as his hands explore every inch of my body, igniting a fire within me that only he can extinguish. Our bodies meld together, heat and passion intertwining in an erotic dance.

"God, Fallon," Aksel groans, his voice thick with desire. "You feel so damn good."

He grabs something from the nightstand, a smug smile curving his lips. It's my rose vibrator.

Aksel smirks, his spicy cologne invading my senses as he approaches the bed, his long legs eating up the space between us. "I've got you, baby." He grinds the toy against my clit, the rumbling vibrations shooting straight to my core. It's been so long since I've felt this devilish delight but already I'm dripping with need.

"Don't call me that," I bite out through gritted teeth.

He leans down, his lips brushing against my ear, his breath hot. "What would you prefer?"

"Nothing," I breathe, trying to steady myself, but it's no use. My body is ready for him, craving his touch. I can't deny it any longer.

The sheets rustle as he moves closer to me, his muscular thigh pressed against mine as he peers down at my pussy. His fingers circle my clit slowly, teasingly before plunging inside me, finding their rhythm. I gasp as the vibration combines with his skilled touch, my hips bucking off the bed. I'm putty in his hands, unable to resist the blissful torment he's dishing out.

"Feels so good, doesn't it?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough.

"Yes, so good," I moan, arching into his touch as well as the vibrator.

He increases the speed of the vibrator on my clit, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. I cry out, my head thrashing back and forth on the pillow. My body trembles underneath him—a mix of ecstasy and fear. I hate needing him so much, but I also love it.

"Aksel..." My voice is husky, pleading.

He smirks as I squirm beneath him, helpless against the onslaught of sensations. "Tell me you love me, Fallon."

"I hate you," I grit out between parted lips, my eyes squeezed shut.

He laughs, the sound deep and throaty. "Say it like you fucking mean it." A finger finds my ass, pressing against the tight ring of muscle while my pussy pulsates to the rhythm of the vibrator. "I want to hear you beg."

"Fuck!" I cry out, my body tensing at the intrusion. "Please...Aksel."

"Beg me."

"Please," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Please, I love you, Aksel," I moan out, more as a plea than anything.

"Good girl," he growls, trailing his hand toward my pussy once again and pushing his fingers inside me as he searches for my G-spot.

"I'm going to make you come so hard, Fallon," he whispers against my throbbing clit, his breath warm against my skin. I whimper, my hips bucking up to meet his touch. "And then you'll be begging for more."

He speeds up the vibe, my walls convulsing around his fingers as I come undone in waves of pleasure, his face only inches from my pussy. I scream in pure bliss, my body shattering around his fingers. Tears stream down my cheeks from the overwhelming sensation. My entire body shudders in aftershocks.

Aksel pulls his fingers out, making me whimper in protest.

"Turn over," he commands, his tone cold as he sets the vibrator down on the bed beside me.

I comply and get on all fours, biting my lip as he retrieves a glass toy from the nightstand, lubes it up and slowly penetrates my ass with it.

"Oh fuck," I gasp, my body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. But it feels...good. Filled in a different kind of way than when he's inside me. More intense, and in a pleasurable way.

"You like that?" he taunts.

"Aksel," I gasp, my voice breaking.

"Come now, Fallon," he demands, his hand on his cock. "I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to take it deep. But first, hold the vibrator against your clit.”

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