Page 68 of All's Fair in Love & Wrath

“It feels good. I want to come.”

“You’re not going to hurt me. Use me. Take what you need.” I urge her to move, rocking her hips gently back and forth on my hard length. Stars shoot behind my eyelids. She’s naked except for the T-shirt she refuses to take off. I know she’s hiding her scars. I’m going to give her all the patience in the world, but someday, she’s going to feel so confident, she’ll start wearing them as battle scars she survived instead of wounds that are something to hide and be ashamed of.

Sienna rocks back and forth against my cock, taking over the rhythm and movements. Seeing her ride me like this is so fucking sexy. I explore her body with my hands, gliding over her thighs, sliding up her sides until I’m cupping her perfect tits over her T-shirt. Fuck, I want her completely naked, want to kiss every inch of her gorgeous, sexy body.

Her pussy leaks all over my cock, warm and wet, proof of how good she’s feeling right now. The tip of my dick pops free of the waistband, leaking precum onto my abdomen, her pussy lips so fucking close to us being skin on skin. I’ve never experienced that before, never planned on it, either, but right now, there’s nothing I want more.

“You’re so sexy, Sienna. So fucking beautiful. Look at you chasing your pleasure.”

“I want your mouth, Axel. Please.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I don’t waste any more time, lifting her from my waist and dragging her up my chest. She quickly grabs onto the headboard, her pussy hovering right over my mouth. “You want my mouth, baby girl? It’s yours. Now sit that pretty cunt on my face and let me lick what’s mine.”

I don’t know what comes over her, but there’s zero hesitation from that moment on, and it makes me so fucking proud. Sienna sits, my tongue spearing into her tight center, the taste of her arousal sliding over my taste buds, her sweet scent filling my nose. She rocks back and forth as I lick through her folds, giving her desperate little clit my attention. I love eating this woman out, an act I haven’t done since I was a dumbass teenager. I could live with my face between her legs, and it wouldn’t be enough.

As Sienna rocks on me, a slow roll of her hips, I shove my briefs down, gripping my swollen length in my hand and stroking. The pleasure is immediate, spreading outward and flooding my veins with heat. I lash at her core, and when she rocks forward, I use that opportunity to dip lower, flattening my tongue and dragging it across her tight little asshole.

“Axel!” she screams, so I do it again, licking long stripes from ass to clit, over and over and over again as she rolls her hips over me. Fuck, it’s hot, and when I look up her body, she’s let go of the headboard, gripping and pinching her pointed nipples, her head thrown back in pleasure, completely lost, unabashed, and wanton. Such a good fucking girl.

Sienna’s legs start to tremble, her stomach tightening, mouth falling open in a sexy little “O.” I stroke my cock with wild abandon, chasing my orgasm, but then Sienna is screaming, her body falling forward as her orgasm wracks throughher. Watching her come is a sight to behold, and I want to permanently etch it into my brain. Fuck, I wonder if she’d let me record us, then I could play it back and show her how fucking sexy she is.

When she’s had enough, she slumps to the side, climbing off of me, her eyes going wide when she sees me stroking my cock, my hips bucking into my hand.

“Axel, it’s so hot watching you do that,” she pants.

“Lay down in front of me, Sienna?”

She does as I ask, lying down on her back as I sit up on my knees.

“Spread your legs. Let me look at your pretty cunt while I fuck my hand.” Sienna doesn’t look away from my cock as she bends her knees, feet flat on the bed as she slowly spreads her legs, letting me feast my eyes on the paradise between them.

“My sexy baby. Look at that wet, swollen little pussy.”

“Are you going to come for me, Axel?” she says, full of confidence.

“I only come for you, baby girl.” I erupt, shooting spurts of cum onto her perfect body, coating the top of her mound with my arousal. Marking her. Claiming her. Handing myself over to this gorgeous, strong woman in front of me.

Chapter Twenty-Five

AXEL

We’re on complete lockdown, which means nobody in unless we say so, and nobody leaves alone, but that doesn’t stop the club from partying on a Friday night. I stand on the front porch, a cigarette between my fingers, watching the last strip of orange and red disappear behind the mountains while the music slowly picks up behind me until it’s a roaring, thundering sound through the walls and rattling the windows. The bass rumbles through the floorboards and my chest, and I wonder how Sienna is handling the abrupt change, even though she’s safe and isolated in my bedroom.

My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I quickly pull it out, never knowing when we’ll get the call from Saint that it’s time to move in. Much to my disappointment, it’s just the front gate.

“Yeah?”

“Got a visitor. Said he’s best friends with Rogue.” It takes me a second, but then a laugh bellows out of me. Oh, this should be interesting. “Let him in, I’ll meet him out front.” Istub out my smoke, throwing the butt into the trash, and lean against the large beam of the porch, watching an old-ass bright-red truck coast down our gravel driveway. He parks to the side of the bikes, hopping out as I walk down the stairs to greet him. His dark brown hair is pushed back out of his face, his beard much shorter than the last time I saw him.

“Sawyer Hayes,” I greet, slapping his hand and pulling him into a side hug.

“Axel James.”

“I take it this is a surprise visit?”

“Can’t go that long without seeing my sister and Reid, I guess. Aspen Ridge isn’t the same without them.”

“I can agree with that. We miss him here, nothing is the same without him.”