Quinn

The blush took over my entire body without warning. I looked away and tried to regain my composure. The notorious Axel Rye had a way of making me feel like a giddy little schoolgirl, and I hated it. But I did not hate him. No, my feelings were the polar opposite of hate, but just as powerful.

Axel smirked. “I like the way you embarrass so easily.”

I turned my head to look into Axel’s smiling eyes. The soft wrinkles at the edges gave his boyish charm a sense of maturity. He kept my stare locked within his for what seemed like an eternity. His gaze single handedly melted my heart. I oozed from the inside out. He had a power over my emotions that I was not used to allowing. His strength, his intoxicating dark demeanor, his aura just screamed out, Man.

Without looking away, Axel slowly leaned in toward me, with his mouth only inches from mine. “I want to feel your lips on me.”

He wasn’t asking permission, yet announcing his intent. So Axel Rye. So fucking Axel Rye.

I looked down at his mouth and then back into his eyes and softly whispered, “I’d like that.”

He placed a hand on each side of my head, and softly pressed his lips to mine. The touch sent tingles through my entire body. Never had a simple kiss given me such a powerful, intense reaction with anyone else. It was just a kiss, and yet so much more.

The power this man had over me…

His lips moved slowly along mine until his tongue lightly pressed past my lips. The warmth, and the wetness, increased the desire building inside my core. His fingers caressed my hair softly as his tongue continued to explore. A kiss, a high inducing kiss, was more than I could imagine. I could smell Axel, taste Axel, and feel Axel. I wanted more. I wanted the kiss to last forever—never wanting his lips to leave mine.

“You feel so right,” Axel murmured between our entwined breaths.

The sound of his voice, muffled by the kiss, provoked an involuntary gasp, revealing how locked in his hold I had become. Never would I have thought I would feel so much power from a simple kiss. At that moment, the only thing I wanted was for him to never stop.

His hands moved down my back, and he pulled me closer. My breasts pressed firmly to his rock hard chest with only thin layers of cotton between us. As our bodies merged, our kiss became more frenzied. Axel pressed his tongue deeper within my mouth. I responded by parting my lips wider and dancing my tongue with his. My breath mixed with his, my gasps swallowed by the kiss.

The all consuming, most mind-blowing kiss.

A kiss that I never knew could exist. With one single kiss, Axel Rye—a man I should have avoided—had captured my heart even more than it had already been possessed.

Slowly pulling away, he looked deep into my eyes. His own glazed over as desire coursed across his face. He ran a single finger along my jawline and traced it along the edge of my needy lips. A small seductive smile formed as he leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose.

We both stared at each other for a few moments, scanning each other’s face, searching for a peek into our souls.

“I don’t usually act like this. I don’t usually kiss… well, this is just not like me.” I felt the need to apologize, ashamed that I liked the kiss as much as I did. That deep down I didn’t want it to stop.

“This isn’t me, either.” He smiled. “To actually enjoy and crave a simple kiss like that so much.”

I took a deep breath before speaking. “So if this isn’t the way we are… Why do I want… more? This is fast, Axel. You and I both know it. Too fast.”

Axel lowered his mouth to mine again. He kissed with more passion this time, and with more excitement than before. His mouth continued to claim mine as I could feel his desire building—my desire building. I inhaled at the sudden change but pulled him closer with my hands clinging desperately to his back.

“I can’t explain this. I can’t explain why I want you so bad, so quickly. Tell me to stop and I will. Tell me no, and I will back away this second.” Axel paused from his onslaught of kisses to examine my face.

I smiled at the look of concern mixed with passion on his face. “I want this, too. I don’t know why. I don’t know how it happened. All I do know is that I want to feel you inside of me.”

“Quinn,” Axel moaned.

He moved his mouth to my neck and started to place soft kisses, while his hand slowly worked its way under my shirt and bra. His palm cupped my breast, and I arched my back to meet his touch. His lips moved to my ear, and he lightly nipped. I could hear his ragged breathing and feel his body tense with pent up passion.

I lowered my hand to his bulging erection pressed against his jeans. When my fingers made contact, Axel groaned in desire.

“Fuck! I want to be soft. I want to be gentle… but you are driving me crazy.”

I undid his belt buckle, unbuttoned, and unzipped his pants in one fluid motion. “I don’t want soft. I don’t want gentle. I want you to take me, Axel Rye. Take me hard,” I demanded as I wrapped my hand around his throbbing cock.

He grabbed and pushed me hard up against the wall. Reaching for my hands, guiding them above my head, holding them firm with one hand, his other ripped off my clothing. He yanked, he tugged, and he had me naked before I could even take my next breath. His lips pressed against mine with such force, such fierce command.

I had never felt such strength, such domination. Axel moved his lips to my neck and began to kiss, suck and bite. With my arms still pinned above my head by his massive hand, I had no choice but to allow Axel to do as he wished.

I felt the sting of his teeth on my neck and mewled, trying to not focus on the fact that I stood completely naked before him.

He picked me up and carried me to his room before I could fully comprehend what was happening. I was in his arms, I could feel his muscled chest flex beneath me. I could hear his heavy breathing thick with desire. I could smell his intoxicating scent. My head spun; I was consumed with lust, drunk with passion.

Before I could regain composure, he threw me down onto his bed. I saw him grab a black satin ribbon from a bedside table. He grabbed one hand and tied it to the bedpost, and then he did the same with the other. I had never been tied, never been defenseless. I tugged to see if I could escape, pulled to see if this was for real. With a mixture of fear and desire, I allowed myself to trust Axel, but at the same time, take delight in the sizzle of fear that coursed through my veins. I was helpless. There was nothing I could do to fight him off. I couldn’t stop what would happen next. And yet, even as my heart skipped, I loved the feeling. The complete abandon. Knowing he was now fully in control.

He stood before me and took off all of his clothes in the same rush and fury that had landed me naked and tied to his bed. His ripped, tight body stood before me in all its glory. With hungry eyes, he stared down at my body stretched out on his bed and seductively smiled.

“It’s about time I got you in my bed… the way I’ve always wanted you in my bed.”

Axel reached for more ribbon, grabbed one of my legs, and tied one ankle to the bedpost and then secured the other, spreading me wide open. In mere moments, I found myself sprawled out on Axel’s bed, in Axel’s control. I tried to move, tried to test the strength of the bonds. A shiver ran down my spine when I couldn’t move. I was his. Yes, I was his.

“Axel…” I moaned.

He kissed one breast and then the other. He sucked each nipple, slightly nipping with his teeth. I gasped, I moaned. I had never been restricted before and not able to hold on to someone. The feeling of being defenseless was terrifying but electrifying at the same time.

“Please. I want to hold you,” I begged. The need to touch his skin consumed me.

Ignoring my plea, he continued his descent down my abdomen with kisses. He reached his final destination, his lips caressing every ounce of flesh, licking my entire mound until I was desperate for more. I was dying to feel his tongue delve into me. I wanted to feel the invasion, the penetration. The man had a way to intensify every emotion and sensation in my body. I needed him. I hungered for him. I craved everything about him. Yet, I knew the ultimate power was his, and he would lead this delicious dance as he saw fit.

“Axel!” I screamed when his tongue connected with my clit. A surge of sensation stole my breath. “I want you,” I pleaded as I tested the ties again. I was aching to touch, desperate to have some control back.

My body frantically searched for release any way that I could as I shamelessly ground my pussy against his face and mouth. I needed to come. God, I hoped he’d make me come. But I needed more than his mouth. I needed his cock in me, and just as I was about to demand he fuck me, he moved away from my needy cunt and lowered his body on top of mine. I tried to reach for him. I tried to embrace his body. But the constraints of the ties held me in place.

“Untie me,” I begged.

He simply shook his head and slowly eased his way in between my legs. He captured my gaze and never released it as his cock spread me wide. He stared deep into my eyes, linking our souls, connecting our energy.

He pressed deeper with every gasp from me as if my sounds of pleasure fueled the energy and desire inside of him.

I moaned.

He pressed on.

I cried out.

He fucked me harder.

His own moans became my soundtrack to the most amazing sex of my life.

Axel pressed deep within and suddenly stopped. Without either of our bodies moving, I could feel nothing more than Axel deep within me. Taking that moment of stillness did something to me. I felt a connection and closeness I hadn’t known possible. I looked into his eyes and just smiled. It began with just my lips, but staring into Axel’s face, I knew my pleasure was reflected in his eyes.

“I’m yours,” I admitted freely.

“I wanted nothing more than to hear those words.”

“Untie me. Let me show you how much I’m yours. Let me prove how much I want to belong to you,” I whispered.

Axel lightly touched his lips to mine, pulled his cock out of me, and then slowly untied one hand and then the other. He took his time to untie and after each bond was removed, he kissed and licked the reddened area to soothe the sting. I hadn’t realized how much I’d fought against the restraints until he did so.

Once all the ties were removed, I crawled into Axel’s lap, pressed my lips to his neck, and took the moment to just be held and feel protected. I enjoyed the soft, the calm… the love. I moved my lips to his and kissed him until I felt that our lips had melted together. His breath was mine, my breath was his. I felt his tongue lightly move along mine, his hands caressed, we embraced.

Axel eased me onto my back and slowly rubbed his cock along my throbbing clit. The sensation sent an emotion through me that nearly brought tears to my eyes. I became whole, so complete. Having Axel so close to me felt… right.

He moved the tip of his dick at a slow, and sensual pace. He caressed my hair and smiled softly while looking into my eyes. “I can’t do soft any longer. I need to fuck you hard before I explode,” Axel confessed.

A growl worked its way past his lips as he grabbed me by the hips and in one hard thrust, drove himself deep within the warmth of my body. I wrapped my legs tighter around his back and thrust my hips to drive him even deeper. I moaned at the feeling of him spreading me, further inside me than I ever imagined possible. I craved more. I wanted him to drive in and out at a rapid speed.

I felt like a sex-crazed vixen beneath Axel as he pumped in and out with a force and speed that brought an impending orgasm near. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my lips to his again. He drove his tongue deep within my mouth, never letting go of his grip. He dominated me with the pull, with the thrust of his hips, and with the power he had over the building explosion of pleasure begging for release.

“Let go for me. Let go, baby,” he demanded with a deep sensual voice.

As if knowing I should never go against one of Axel’s commands, I let the climax take over. The fire worked its way from my toes all the way to my head. My moan became louder, louder until it became a scream.

With the sound of my release ringing throughout the room, Axel pumped hard one last time, filling me with his seed. Claiming me. Marking me. Forever his.

All because of one fucking kiss.