Axel grinds his cock against my lace bodysuit and he hooks a finger under the thong portion. At the same time he moves the fabric, his cock’s sliding between my lips and my body tenses up, excited yet nervous at the way he’ll defile my body.
He forces himself inside me in one swoop, and while he’s fucking me, he rubs a now wet finger against my asshole. “Fuck, you have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to fuck you, Rosa . . . how much I’ve thought about filling your holes, making pleasure course through you at every possible moment. We might be fuckin’ plastered, but hell if I’ll ever let you forget the way I’m about to defile your body,” he grits, whispering out his words against my ear. He drags his tongue against my neck and bites down on an exposed piece of skin on the back of my shoulder.
“Dammit!” I moan out, walls tightening around him. He doesn’t stop ramming himself inside me, so much so the sound of his balls hitting the lips of my pussy ring out around us. With each thrust he’s fucking me with his finger too, and slowly one finger in my asshole turns to two, and then two turns to three, and suddenly an overwhelming feeling is hitting the lower half of my body. It’s like pins and needles combined with stepping on marbles. In no way am I complaining about the euphoric feeling, only wanting it to last longer.
“Axel,” I groan, digging my nails against the edge of the bar, I hold on for dear life and know my release is imminent.
Like a machine that’s lost power, he stops, slides his cock out of me and flips me over onto my back, before lining himself at my entrance. He grabs onto my throat again with one hand, and my hip with the other and glares into my eyes. “Beg me for it, Rosa. Beg me to make you come.”
Agonizingly slow, he begins to slide himself back into me, rocking with as much speed as a tortoise. “Please, please make me come.”
Deviousness strikes across his face and as his smirk grows, he begins to pound into me like never before until my essence is shooting out of me, exploding over his cock. He fucks me until I don’t think I’ll be able to take his cock anymore, and grabs me by the back of the hair, pulls me onto my knees and shoves his cock into my mouth. “You take all of this like a good girl, brat, ‘cause you’re the bitch who made it rise to the surface,” Axel sneers while getting a good grip of my hair he fucks my mouth like it’s my pussy and his semen soon comes shooting down my throat. There’s so much I begin to gag and he only shoves his cock down more. “Breathe through your nose. I know you’ve done this shit before.” He yanks my hair back and looks into my eyes as he fucks my mouth. “God, I fuckin’ love it, feelin’ you gag on my cock. The two of us might have to make a habit of this shit.”
He rips his dick from my mouth and wipes it against my lips, pulls me up from my knees, and crashes his lips onto mine. It’s quick and raw, like his lips are demanding ownership of mine, claiming me in a way no man has ever done before. There’s no seductive or softness to Axel, but I’m not minding it right now. To be honest, I don’t think I take him as the type of man who’s ever going to be soft and delicate. He’s abrasive, terrorizing, and heavy. I expect nothing less from the man.
He bites down onto my bottom lip and I yelp, before he pauses and rips his lips away from mine. Axel lifts me up and puts my back down on the bar, flips me upside down so I’m hanging off the edge and his now half-erect cock is hanging in front of me. I stare at it, not sure what his plan is before I wrap my hand around it and begin to jerk him off from the shaft to the head.
“This might be my only night with you, so fuck if I’m not gonna have every part of your body, from that pretty mouth to your tight asshole. But first I want a taste of your sweet flower,” He groans out in pleasure as his lips wrap around my clit and he sucks it into my mouth.
His tongue flicks and teases my clit while heatwaves swarm through me. I’m so close to losing it all again and it’s barely been ten minutes, yet his touch has my body feeling like I’m physically on fire. I don’t get it. How in the fuck is he bringing this much pleasure into my fucking life?
“Dammit,” I curse under my breath, lifting myself up and he shoves three fingers inside me while sucking my clit. He’s moaning something against my body, but hell if I can make it out. His cock grows harder with each swipe of my hand, so I pull the head against my mouth and begin giving him a blowjob, taking his cock down my throat until I’m gagging again like I was a few minutes ago.
I visibly see the veins in his cock constrain and I know he’s close again. I want to tease him, I want to keep fucking with his dick and make him come again. I’ve never been like that with someone else though, not even the man who took my virginity. Sliding my hands around him, I hold onto his boxer clad ass cheeks while I bob my mouth over his cock and down to his head. Every time I go super deep, I wait until I’m gagging and repeat the process.
Warmth begins to build up over my body until my legs are shaking and he has his entire mouth over my pussy, flicking his tongue over my clit as he slowly coaxes my body to react to him yet again.
In a matter of seconds I’m flooding his mouth and he’s slurping up every bit of my juices that he can, like a wild cat in the forest. I moan over his cock and stop bobbing my head from my release coming on too strongly, but he grabs onto my hair from between his legs and holds me still, fucking my mouth like he was a few minutes ago.
I don’t know how he and I have never fucked before . . . but Axel is exactly the type of crazy I’ve been hunting for, and here he’s been, right in front of my drunken crazed eyes.
Chapter Seven
Always the alpha
~ Unknown
Axel
Rolling over on my bed I turn and look to my left, seeing if a certain woman with emerald green hair’s still here. Upon seeing the empty spot next to me I’m not sure if I should feel grateful, or some sort of loss. While I might’ve been drunk as fuck last night, I know what we did, what we did over and over again. After a point I expected Rosa’s body to stop reacting to me, for her to be at her limit like most of the women I’ve slept with do, but she ended up surprising me over and over again.
I somehow find the courage to get out of bed and get to my feet, rise up, and head into my ensuite bathroom. I slide open the glass shower door and turn the water on, giving it a few minutes to warm up while flashbacks of last night’s events storm through my mind. How she’d bite her lips just as she was about to reach her release, the way she’d dig her nails into my skin in a quiet plea for me to fuck her harder, and how she’d stare into my eyes . . . fuck, those eyes of hers.
Walking into the shower, I allow the hot water to scorch my skin. I love showers like this, until it’s at the point where it’ll borderline leave burns on your body. My cock’s hard from thinking about Rosa, so I put a hand up against the tile while wrapping my alternate hand around my cock. From the shaft to my head I constrict it like a snake and visualize her ass, how tight it was for me last night, and how her fuckin’ moans grew louder than they had before. She didn’t tell me she’d never been fucked there, but she didn’t have to. Her actions proved she’d never had any experience being ass fucked, and god, takin’ her ass for the first time makes my balls tighten, ready to release another load.