Chloe
I reluctantly let go of my grip on Axel’s strong, muscled arm as our car was brought to the front of the restaurant. He gently pushed the valet aside as he approached us, after taking the keys from him. He opened the passenger door for me, his eyes not moving from my face for an instant.
I stepped towards the car and paused, looking up at his face. He had done what no other man had done for me before, protecting me without a moment’s hesitation. I was safe whenever Axel was near me.
I was incredibly aroused, and could feel the heat burning through onto my inner thighs from my already wet panties.
I want him to fuck me. Now.
I leant up to him and kissed him deeply on his lips before ducking to get into the car.
A few men at the restaurant entrance stared with jealousy. A simple look their way from Axel as he closed my door ensured they looked elsewhere.
Axel swiftly got into the driver’s seat. He started the ignition and the powerful Mercedes engine kicked into life.
Tyres squealed as Axel put the car into drive and headed off from the restaurant. I put my hand on his thigh as he drove towards our hotel. I felt his massive hand settle onto mine.
“Thank you,” I said, my voice husky with arousal.
“That’s ok, Chlo’. Just wanted to keep you safe.” He paused, taking a second to look into my eyes.
“I’m sure you got a way to thank me. Right?”
His voice was deep and rumbling, strained with emotion. I guessed he was as horny as I was.
“Just get us back to the hotel. And I’ll thank you properly.”
My hand slid over his thigh, grabbing his already hard cock. I squeezed it.
Wow. As big as I expected. And then some.
I moved my hand up and down his shaft through his pants, increasing in speed as we neared the hotel. He moaned gently.
“Careful, Chlo’. I gotta drive.”
I went to move my hand.
“Keep your hand where it is. Just be gentle.”
A smile crept onto my lips as I looked at Axel. I found myself turned on even more when he told me what to do. I was pretty sure I was so wet I’d soaked through my panties and onto my dress.
“Whatever you say…” I whispered huskily in his ear. He groaned again.
The five minute drive seemed to stretch agonisingly, the anticipation of finally getting Axel inside me seeming to distort time.
Eventually we arrived back at the hotel. Axel parked the car haphazardly, and was out of the door in an instant. I saw him throw the car keys at an approaching valet.
All of a sudden my door was wrenched open and big, rough hands grabbed me around the waist, pulling me from the car. I found myself looking up at Axel. I ground my hips against his, my sense of shame forgotten as we stood there in front of the hotel.
I stared into his blue eyes deeply for a second, the world around me forgotten for a wonderful moment.
I saw something light up in his eye, a mischievous glint. He smiled at me, the first time he’d managed a smile without looking menacing. He looked even more handsome.
And then all of a sudden he was picking me up, and I was on his shoulder. He walked towards the front door of the hotel. I squealed in delight.
Axel
I picked Chloe up effortlessly and put her onto my shoulder, carrying her into the hotel in a fireman's carry. It was the only way I thought I could get her into the hotel without us fucking in the street or in the lobby.
Let’s at least get to the elevator.
Incredulous eyes were on me as I carried Chloe through the door and towards the elevator, her squeals of delight attracting attention and a few raised eyebrows. I didn’t give a fuck. I was enjoying myself tremendously.
Plus it drew everyone's attention away from my massive erection which was clearly visible through my suit pants.
There was an awkward exchange with the bellboy at the elevator, who didn’t know where to look.
“Top floor,” I said, hoping the elevator would hurry the fuck up.
Luckily, it did.
The bellboy sensibly decided not to follow us in. Neither did the other guests who’d arrived behind me.
The doors slid closed behind us, and I pressed the button for the top floor.
I was still holding Chloe over my shoulder. She started squirming. “You can put me down now,” she whispered in my ear.
“Whatever you say, Miss.” I grabbed her under her arms and lowered her onto my chest, holding her so her face was in front of mine. She draped her arms over my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my hips. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her close to me. Her dress had lifted, and I felt the warmth from her seeping through onto my cock.
I kissed her gently on the lips, and she kissed me back passionately. Her tongue entered my mouth, caressing mine slowly. Her mouth tasted sweet as I returned the kiss, passion increasing as she grabbed the back of my neck, caressing me with her hand. I ground her onto me, slowly and rhythmically.
The smell of her was wonderful, a mixture of fresh sweat and the hormones that came with it, mixed with a musky perfume, and it was driving me wild. I was barely controlling the strong desire I had to rip her clothes off.
I heard the elevator ping behind me.
Still carrying her, our lips still locked, I carried her through the corridor and into her suite.
She took her face away from mine and stared at me, her big eyes locked onto mine. Her cheeks were flushed as she spoke.
“You’re so strong,” she said, her voice deep with lust. “I want you to fuck me, Axel. Now.”
I carried her over to a large ornate desk, and swept it clean with one strong brush of my arm. A few items clattered to the floor. I heard something smash. I didn’t give a fuck.
I placed her down on her butt onto the desk, and opened her legs with my strong hands. She groaned with pleasure.
I lifted her dress up over her hips, revealing her soaking wet, skimpy panties beneath. I could see the shape of her pussy clearly, swollen with arousal.
I lifted the dress further, and paused to grab her breasts through the dress. Even my big hands couldn't encompass them completely. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I squeezed her breasts together, feeling her hard nipples on my palm, and she groaned a second time.
She tugged at the dress herself, pulling it over her head. I watched as her plump breasts bounced slightly after being released by the confines of her clothing. They were by far the nicest breasts I’d seen, full and round. Pert, with big nipples hard with desire.
I grabbed them a second time, the feel of the soft flesh under my tough hands driving me into a sexual trance. Nothing else mattered.
I slid my hands down her side and hips, pausing to grab her ass, pushing her legs back as I pushed my cock into her again, teasing. She pushed back, and we ground against each other, rhythm increasing in pace, and we locked eyes.
Damn, she’s beautiful. All I want to do now is make her happy. The only way I know how.
I grabbed the top of her panties and pulled them slowly down her legs, my eyes still on hers. I peeled them down past her knees and stepped back to pull them off completely, flinging them over my shoulder.
She was completely naked, her legs open. Sitting on the desk, staring at me. My gaze wandered down her body to her pussy. It was swollen, and glistening with arousal. Chloe ran her hand down her stomach, pushing two fingers into herself. Her eyes half closed, she moaned my name.
I threw my suit off as quickly as I could, tearing the shirt off. I heard buttons and fabric rip as I threw the clothes to the floor and stepped forward, unbuckling my belt, hands shaking with anticipation.
“Let me,” she whispered, jumping off the desk and pushing my hands away. She got down onto her knees and looked up at me as she unfastened the belt. Then the zipper, and the button of my pants. I gasped with pleasure as she yanked them down in one deft movement.
My dick sprung up as it was released by my boxer shorts, inches from her face. She was still looking up at me.
“Wow, you’re a big boy,” she whispered huskily, leaning forward. “Luckily for you, I’ve got wide hips. And a big mouth.”
I groaned in pleasure as she took me in her mouth, gently rocking forward and backwards, her tongue circling the end of my cock.
I lost myself for a second, the waves of pleasure becoming all that mattered. I closed my eyes, put my hands gently on to the back of her head.
“Fuck, Chloe. You’re beautiful,” I groaned, looking down at her.
I gently pulled myself out of her mouth, and I lifted her up into my huge, strong arms.
Chloe
Axel lifted me up again, the strength of his muscled arms never ceasing to amaze. I caressed his chiselled chest with my hands, my fingers tracing the route of a faded scar that ran from his collar bone to his abs.
He placed me back on the desk, and I felt one of his large hands at my thigh, the other grabbing one of my breasts.
I moaned as he pushed two of his large and rough fingers into my pussy. Strong waves of pleasure flowed into my core as he increased the pace of his rhythmic pushing, his hand at my breast matching the rhythm with strong squeezes.
He was standing in front of me, completely naked. He was even fucking hotter than I’d imagined in my fantasies. Ripped arms, biceps bulging. Big defined shoulders, chiseled abs. Large, strong legs. Big, hard cock inches from my pussy. I longed for him to fuck me.
He obliged.
His hands went to either of my legs as he pushed them apart and I felt myself open to him as he did so.
He stepped forward, slowly pushing his cock into me. He entered me gently at first, teasing. I felt myself stretch, my tight pussy struggling to accommodate him. There a slight twinge of pain, mixed with the pleasure of a week-long fantasy come to life. I was turned on even more, and the pain faded. He pushed himself into me deeply, grunting with animalistic pleasure, leaning over to bite my neck gently, his hands grabbing my ass.
I’d never felt pleasure like this before. I felt his cock filling me, and my knees shuddered. He made no move, kissing my neck and keeping his hips pushed into mine.
I grabbed his shoulders, caressing his large muscles, squeezed them.
“Axel,” I moaned. He groaned in pleasure again at the sound of me saying his name.
“Fuck me, Axel. I want you to fuck me, hard. I’m so wet.” My voice came out as a strained, husky whisper. I was so horny I was struggling to speak.
I looked up at him, and he leant in to kiss me deeply as he slid his cock back out slowly, almost all the way. Then all of a sudden, he pushed back into me deeply.
I felt waves of intense pleasure building as he started fucking me deeply, with a rhythm that was slowly increasing in pace. He moaned and grunted with lust each time his cock pushed deep inside, filling me up, completing me.
The deep feeling of ecstasy in my belly increased as he fucked me harder and faster, his hips slapping against my thighs and ass. I scratched his back with my fingernails, leaning my body against his. My breasts pushing against his chest, erect nipples pushing against his muscled frame.
This was almost too good. The pleasure was unbearable, a feeling of tension starting to build in my pussy, rising up into my core in an unstoppable wave.
I felt my face contort as I leant into Axel, pushing his cock into me deeper. He was thrusting hard and fast now, his moans loud in my ear. I convulsed with pleasure, the waves of sensation radiating from him becoming almost painful in their intensity. I screamed with pleasure as I orgasmed, pussy quivering, clenching his cock with each wave of tension.
“Oh. Oh fuck!” I managed to moan, as the orgasm built to a crescendo. I’d never cum like this before. He was amazing.
Axel slowed as my orgasm faded. He looked down at me, his blue eyes wide with pleasure, jaw clenched.
“Your turn,” I said. I wanted to see him orgasm now. The thought brought back a tingle in my pussy. He was still inside me, slowed down to a steady push.
“Ok. I’m gonna fuck you real hard, Chloe.” My whole body tingled as he said my name.
He turned into an animal in an instant, fucking me harder and faster, everything else forgotten other than his intense need.
I locked eyes with him as he began to increase in pace, fucking me hard and roughly. His strong hands grabbing my breasts.
“Cum inside me,” I moaned, looking up at his face. “I want you to cum inside me, Axel.”
My words made him thrust harder, faster. If it wasn’t so good it would have been painful.
I felt another wave of pleasure and tension building as he reached climax, slowing as he came inside me. I felt his cock bunch and twitch inside me as he came.
“Oh, fuck… Chloe…” he moaned, his voice deep and strong. I leant forward as his orgasm passed, grabbing his arms. He slowed to a stop.
I felt his knees weaken as he shuddered with pleasure. He moaned low, softly.
“That. That was amazing,” he gasped. “You’re amazing.”
Axel
“Sorry it didn’t last too long. It’s been a while,” I said, after the last tingles of pleasure had faded.
The sex had been so good I’d almost collapsed at the knees, and had to hold on to the edge of the desk for support.
I looked down at my cock, which was still inside her. Both of us and the desk were soaking wet. I’d never made a girl orgasm like that before. I felt proud. I felt like a man.
She giggled, easing the awkwardness as the sexual tension faded.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had. Don’t apologise to me, Axel.” She looked down at herself. I didn’t want to pull my cock out of her, for fear of our juices flowing out onto the carpet.
“What a mess. Carry me to the bathroom?”
I laughed, over a decade of self loathing and sexual frustration forgotten as I stood there in front of her, naked.
“Sure thing, Chlo’. Give me a second.”
After taking a few deep breaths I carried her to the bathroom. She smiled at me as I did so.
We both stepped into the large shower, kissing each other gently as we washed the sex off of each other.
Chloe
After we’d showered we both went out to the balcony. Axel poured me some champagne and made himself a whiskey.
He was a different man. I barely recognised him with his ice cold facade lifted. I understood then that his hard-man demeanour had been protective. A way of pushing people away for fear of being hurt again. He had been deeply troubled in the past, but that had lifted, but his mask hadn’t. Not until he’d fucked my brains out.
I still sighed with pleasure from time to time, as we sat cuddling. Talking, laughing and joking, watching the sun set over the cityscape around us. Comfortable silences stretched between small talk.
I felt a warmth in my chest, a deep, complex feeling.
I’m falling for Axel. Or I’ve fallen for him already.
Rather than feeling scared however, I felt the safest I’d ever been in my whole life. Nothing could touch me now.
I squeezed Axel’s thigh through his bathrobe, which was comically too small for him. I heard a rip as he lifted his whiskey glass to his mouth. We both burst out laughing.
“So,” I said, after another long silence. Both of us were content just to sit in each other’s arms.
“I’m bored of Paris, I think.” The sun was almost out of sight, fast fading behind the skyline.
Axel looked down at me. “Flights to Prague are tomorrow. Or you wanna go someplace else?”
“Prague will be nice.” I poked him in the rib, which hurt my finger more than it hurt him, I suspected. “It’s supposed to be very romantic.”
He almost choked on his whiskey.
“Right, I’ve had enough out of you. Time to shut you up again for a while.”
He led me back to the bedroom by the hand, pushing me to sit on the bed in front of him.
“Take your robe off,” he commanded. I complied, slowly untying the bathrobe and letting it fall down my body, slowly revealing my naked breasts, and then my pussy. I opened my legs.
He got down onto his knees, looking at me as he started kissing my inner thigh, the pleasure of his tongue and lips mixed with the sharpness of his stubble.
“If you want me to be quiet.” I said, voice quivering. “You’re going the wrong way about it.”
I gasped as his tongue entered me.