Chapter 18

Ellie

After telling Axel I had deliberately not worn panties for his sake, things became infinitely steamier between us—something I didn’t think was possible. I had no idea just how wrong he was about to prove me.

He leaned away from me, but I went with him, using my leg hooked around his as leverage. He turned me around so my back was to the door and then began slowly walking me backward. It was like we were performing a slow waltz with no audience and a lot of face sucking.

Once we were through the threshold, he kicked the door closed with such force that the wall shook. This turned me on even more, and I moaned into his mouth as his lips parted to slip his tongue between my teeth. He was consuming me, little by little, and soon, there would be nothing left of me.

Axel’s hip bumped into his sofa when we reached the living room. He cursed under his breath, and I giggled as we came unattached. He shrugged out of his jacket and threw it over the back of the sofa before he reached for me again and guided me around the sofa. We carried on through the living room, past the kitchen, and down the hall toward his bedroom.

We paused several times to press one another against the hallway walls. He pinned me by my wrists and ravaged my neck with kisses and nibbles. When the pressure he was applying loosened, I slipped out of his grip and dropped to a crouch in front of him with my back still pressed up against the drywall.

He braced himself above me and watched as I undid his belt and his pants. Then, I pulled them down his legs and worked his boxers off too. His cock was hard and ready for me. My mouth flooded with saliva at the sight, and I took the tip of him gently between my lips before swirling my tongue over his tip. His salty pre-come sent a rush of excitement through me. I wanted to drink all of him tonight.

Axel groaned above me as I took more of him in my mouth. I used my lips as a seal as I sucked him off, sliding up and down the length of him until he was buried in my throat. I moaned around his girth, and the vibration in my throat got him excited. He began thrusting his hips, and I held still for him.

Looking up at him while he fucked my mouth sent a ripple of heat through my body. It settled between my legs as a slippery wetness, and my pussy began to ache for Axel’s cock. His arms were thick with muscle and decorated in snaking veins that disappeared beneath the rolled-up cuff of his dress shirt at his elbows. The top buttons were undone, exposing just enough chest. His hair was disheveled from me running my fingers through it, and his eyes were hard as his stare never wavered from me.

Then, suddenly, with a growl that made the hair stand up on the back of my neck, Axel pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and held me face-first against the wall with his forearm resting across my upper back. He leaned in to kiss my bare shoulders and the back of my neck. His stubble-covered jaw grazed my skin, and I trembled at his touch.

My cheek was crushed against the wall as Axel worked the skirt of my dress upward. He pinned the hem of it beneath his forearm across my back to expose my bare lower half. That growl rumbled through his chest again as his eyes fell upon my nakedness.

He slapped my ass, and I flinched. He slapped me again, and I found myself smiling against the wall. “Are you just going to play with me, or are you going to fuck me, Axel?” The words came out in a breathless tumble. I was excited, and the weight of him pressing me against the wall was making it a little hard to breathe.

Which I liked.

Axel pressed his cheek to mine. “I’m going to do what I want, and you’re going to stay on your feet. You hear me?”

I nodded. “I hear you.” I spread my legs for him, the heels of my new pumps clicking on the hardwood. I stuck my ass out until I felt his cock against my lower back. “But I know you better than that. You won’t outlast me. You’re going to want to put your cock in my pussy—”

I was cut short by two of his fingers slipping inside me. I gasped as he stretched me while he slid in with ease. I was so wet. I clutched at the wall, wishing there was something for me to hold onto to brace myself as he began flicking his fingers inside me. I could hear how wet I was as I dragged my nails across the wall.

“You think?” Axel grated in my ear.

His voice, the heat of his skin, and the strength of him at my back mixed with his fingers inside me was a perfect combination. I screamed as I came, and I could feel Axel smiling into the groove of my shoulder as my legs began to quiver.

“Still think you’ll be able to stay on your feet?” he asked.

I didn’t dare answer him. His fingers were still inside me, and I knew if I tried to speak, he would do everything in his power to silence me with pleasure. I was competitive by nature. Even now, being fucked against the wall, I refused to submit.

So I wiggled my hips back and forth, encouraging him to do his worst.

He liked the taunting. It was a challenge. He plunged his fingers in and out of me until I came again, and then, he took all my hair in his fist and pulled my head back to kiss my throat while his fingers swirled over my clit.

One of my knees buckled, and Axel chuckled deeply in my ear.

I whimpered and desperately tried to steady myself against the wall. His touch was making it nearly impossible to stay on my feet. I was so sensitive that every time his finger grazed my swollen clit, little jolts of pleasure raced through my body, and after my two orgasms, my legs felt like pudding.

Suddenly, Axel scooped me up in his arms and carried me to his bedroom. I hooked my arms behind his neck and kissed him as we went.

He tossed me on the middle of the bed, and I giggled as I bounced on the mattress. The skirt of my dress danced around me until it finally settled. I got to my knees and waited for Axel to take his shirt off.

Now, he was completely naked before me. I licked my lips and beckoned him closer with the curl of one finger.

Before joining me on the bed, Axel grabbed a condom from his nightstand. He tore the wrapper with his teeth and rolled the rubber on. I watched, the excitement tightening in my belly, as his fingers worked the condom down the length of his shaft.

He got on his hands and knees on the bed beside me. His lips were curled up in a devilish smile as he approached me like a predator on all fours. I giggled a high-pitched sound when he reached for me and pinned me beneath him.

I struggled weakly for a moment, before relaxing into the bed beneath him. I blew a strand of hair out of my face and stared up at him as he looked down at me. I strained to lift my head to his lips. Our kiss was soft and sweet at first. Then, it grew into something more ravenous. As we kissed, I grew wetter. I needed him inside me. I couldn’t wait any longer.

So I reached out and began stroking his cock and fondling his balls.

Axel worked my dress upward over my thighs and hips before pulling it off, exposing me once more. He patted my pussy lightly and then a little more firmly until I was jerking beneath his touch. He grinned and dropped his hips to mine.

His cock slid into me, and I gripped his forearms as his first thrust pushed a moan out of me. He smiled down at me, clearly pleased with himself. He took it slow for the first little while. It was nice to be so close to him, to have him inside me, and to be able to breathe together. Our breaths were in unison as he moved above me.

Soon, I was aching for him to get deeper. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips. My ass was off the mattress now, and it was easier for him to give me all of his length. I gasped as I took all of him and never looked away from his piercing stare.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Axel said through clenched teeth before hanging his head. I tightened my grip on his forearms, my nails biting into flesh and muscle, as he fucked me so deeply, I imagined he was bulging in my stomach.

Then, his hand was on my clit, and he was edging me closer to another orgasm. Right when I was about to come, he would slow down. How he possessed the self-control to torment me in such a way, I had no idea. All I knew was that I loved the way he was making me feel. My body had never been treated this way, and every touch, every kiss, sent me into oblivion.

“Do you want to come, baby?” Axel dropped his head beside my ear to whisper his question to me.

“Please,” I whispered back.

Axel rocked back to rest on his heels and pulled me with him. His cock was so huge that it stayed inside me the whole time. I found myself sitting atop his powerful thighs. His hands held me up by my ass. I draped my arms over his shoulders and began rocking my hips back and forth atop him. Then I let my fingers wander up into his thick hair. I tightened my hands into fists as I leaned in to kiss him. All the while, his cock was shifting inside me, and my clit was brushing against his pelvis.

He squeezed my ass as his tongue wandered into my mouth. He groaned and breathed into me. I reciprocated.

I became obsessed with feeling all of him as I rode him. I traced his jaw, letting his stubble tickle my fingertips. I let my touch wander down his throat, over his Adam’s apple, and down his strong chest. I traced his shoulders and biceps, taking note of the raised skin of a couple scars he had earned during his time in the MC, scars that I had never really seen but always suspected were there. Maybe one day, when the time was right, he would tell me about some of them.

For now, I let them be art on the canvas that was his body, and I began bouncing feverishly atop him.

Axel leaned in to close his lips over my nipple. I held his head against my chest as I worked toward my orgasm. His tightened grip on my ass told me he was about to lose control, too. His tongue danced over my nipple, and then he drew it between his lips to suckle it. Then, he pulled away and cupped my breasts in both his hands. He pushed them together and squeezed.

I moaned and let my head fall back. Axel kissed my neck and chest and dragged his thumbs over my nipples.

As I came, his cock felt bigger inside of me. It pulsed, and he grabbed hold of me, holding me against him like he might never let go. We climaxed together, our skin hot and sticky and our throats ragged from gasping for breath.

When we were done, Axel stayed on his knees. I didn’t want to part from him. So, to buy myself some more time, I pressed my forehead to his and closed my eyes. We stayed like that until we had both caught our breath. Then, Axel collapsed on the bed and took me with him.

I snuggled into him and rested my cheek on his chest. I listened to the steady beat of his heart and his deep breaths. As I lay there, I wondered why it had taken me so long to realize what had been right in front of me.

Axel was a tough man. He wasn’t the sort of man I ever would have pictured myself with—not until I met him that is. His soul was kind, and he cared for all the people in his life, and he would protect them no matter what the cost. I knew that went for me too. I knew he would do anything for me. And I would do anything for him.

As Axel’s breathing slowed and he drifted off to sleep, I knew I was falling in love with him.

I was falling fast.