Page 38 of Into the Blue
Axel
Jade pulls my shirt over my head, kissing down my chest, her tongue flickering across my nipples, her teeth nipping me. I pull her down on the sofa, so she straddles my lap. She is wild like the ocean, her blonde hair tangled, her green eyes dark. She sits up and, in one smooth movement, peels her dress up over her head, dropping it on the floor.
Fucking hell.
She’s completely naked underneath. No underwear, just like I asked. A small strip of soft hair, and that curling tattoo across her hip, like a pathway of leaves and vines to take a man’s tongue to where she wants it. Her tits are perfect, paler than the rest of her, heavy globes made to fit in a hand. I flash back to the poster in my workshop. To have the reality in front of me, her nipples just a kiss away, is an absolute mindfuck in the best possible way.
I slide my hands up her body, across her satin skin, cupping her breasts, smoothing the rosy peaks with my thumbs. She tosses her head and moans, grinding into me until I feel like I’m going to explode.
Her hands fumble with my waistband, undoing the button, unzipping me so I spring free.
“Shit.” She takes my length in her hand, looking at it, then at me. Her breath is coming hard, her nipples erect, her hips undulating against my thighs. She lifts herself up, rubbing my cockhead against her soft wetness, then slides onto me, taking my full length inside her in one movement. It costs her, I can see by the gasp she makes, her brows coming together. She bites her lip, rocking on me.
“Jade, wait,” I gasp. I am an idiot. This dream of a woman is fucking me right now, and I’m asking her to wait?
But aside from the no-condom thing, there’s something not quite right about the way she’s reacting. I know I’m bigger than average; I’ve been told so by other lovers. And she took me bare and almost cold, no matter how turned on we both are.
I put my hands on her hips, stopping her from rolling them. I look into her eyes. Her hands are on my shoulders, her lips parted. “You okay?”
“Yes. Oh god. Just fuck me, please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” I rock my hips upwards and she moans, but it comes with another hiss of breath. I move myself to the edge of the sofa, lifting her up and kicking my trousers off my feet as I stand. Her legs and arms wrap around me, her eyes wide.
“What the hell?”
“I told you how I wanted you, Jade. Naked. Wet. And in my bed. So that’s where we’re going. I want to splay you out, suck you and lick you, and fucking explore you. You want a fuck, I’ll give you one.” I carry her through to my bedroom, pulling out as I lay her on the bed. She looks so goddamn beautiful, silvered by the moonlight, her hair like tangled gold spread across my bed, her breasts rising and falling with her panting breath, begging for my tongue.
I’m breathing pretty hard, too. My cock is so stiff it feels like stone, heavy at my groin. But this woman deserves to be loved properly, deserves all my time. I lower myself to the bed, bracing myself with my arms so my body hovers above hers.
Then I kiss her, swiping my tongue in her mouth, teasing her with it, a preview of what’s to come. I slowly lower my hips down. She moans, a soft sound, opening her legs, reaching for my dick.
“Slow down,” I whisper, trailing a hand across her breasts. I dip my head, taking a nipple in my mouth and sucking on it, hard and slow, my hand on her other breast. I tongue both nipples, sucking them, caressing and squeezing her. Her breathing changes, the sharp gasps she was making becoming more relaxed, more in time with what I’m actually doing to her. Her body softens beneath me as I kiss lower, trailing my tongue along her tattoo, drinking in her sweet floral scent, the hint of musk.
But when my tongue flickers across her clit, she tenses up again.
I pull back, blowing on her softly, my hands massaging, smoothing down her thighs, opening her up to me, until she softens once more.
This time I trail the tip of my tongue along her folds, drinking her in. She’s wet, but again there’s that slight feel of tension, though not as much as before.
I pull back, moving up her body once more, dropping kisses on the inside of her thigh, her smooth stomach, her soft breasts. I kiss up the curve of her neck, my hand sliding between her legs.
This time, when I touch her clit, she moans. Her head drops back and her hips push against my hand, her legs opening. I slide my finger through her wetness, teasing her opening.
“Oh god, yes,” she moans.
I push my finger inside her, into her soft wet heat. Christ. I need to fuck her, so badly.
ChapterTwenty-Two
Jade
Being with Axel is like being in a dream. A dream of soft kisses, of a flickering tongue, hardness between my legs.
I went too fast, I know I did. I could see it in his face.
But he was bigger than I expected. I took him, though, expecting him to go with it and fuck me.
Only, he changed the game.
