“Fuck,” I breathe. I don’t want to cum in my pants like a little virgin, but I also don’t want this to end.
She rocks her hips as her hands come up to her breasts, but it’s the moan of my name that has me unraveling. I can’t hold back anymore. When she grinds down on me the next time, I let out a long groan as my cock jerks in my pants, cum soaking my boxers. I want to squeeze my eyes shut at the intense pleasure, but I can’t look away from her piercing blue eyes. Hers are heavy with lust, and it makes any awkward feelings I might have go away.
The song is over, and I’m left panting like crazy, my girl still in my lap. The club is cheering at Harlow’s performance, but she doesn’t look away from me. “I’m glad I got to give you a dance. I’m so proud of you,” she says, leaning in to give me a soft, tender kiss. “Now, go home and explore some more. Don’t give up, you’ve got this.”
With one more quick peck she's off my lap and back on stage. I turn to Axel who's watching me with heavy lids. “I’d like to go home now.”
NERVES. THEY’RE KILLINGmy stomach right now. It feels like there's a war raging on my insides. My body is still humming with sexual energy. The dance Harlow gave me ignited something inside me I’ve never felt before. And it’s given me a lot of confidence that wasn’t there just a few hours ago.
The knowledge that I went out to a place that had other people gives me a burst of pride. I did it, I fucking did it, and I didn’t freak out, didn’t run away. And I have Axel and Harlow to thank for that. For always being so amazing, so patient with me.
“We don’t have to do this.” Axel’s gruff voice snaps me out of my own inner ramblings.
We just got to the house and went straight to Axel’s room. Everyone but Harlow and Evie are home.
“No. I want to,” I say, my voice shaky, not sounding very convincing.
“Relax,” Axel soothes, stepping towards me. He spins me around, his large hands going to my shoulders. A soft groan slips from my lips as he starts to work the tense muscles. “We can take this as fast or as slow as you want,” he whispers, his breath tickling my neck before he places a warm, soft kiss on the sensitive skin behind my ear making me whimper.
My cock stirs to life, and even though my boxers are full of my cum from Harlow’s dance, having this big sexy man, who I love so damn much, touch me has me wanting more.
“Shower,” I manage to croak out.
“With me or alone?” I can hear the desire in his voice, and it excites me, but he doesn't push.
“Together.” I want to see him naked, the need to is overwhelming.
“Then let's go, my king, and get you cleaned up from the mess that was made due to the vixen we call our Queen,” he chuckles, making my cheeks turn pink.
We head into the bathroom connected to his room. I try to stop my hand from shaking as I grip the button of my jeans and Axel goes over to the walk in shower, turning it on.
“I wanna watch.” Axel’s voice makes me jump. Spinning around I see Axel watching me like I’m a whole meal he wants to devour, and I’m not even naked yet.
“Only if I get to watch you,” I say, my voice a soft whisper. But I know he heard me because his eyes flash with heat, and he reaches for his T-shirt, pulling it off over his head. My eyes widen as I suck in a gasp. He’s perfect, beyond perfect. Ink covers his body, a true work of art. My eyes trail along the designs, memorizing every one.
His breathing is quickening with each passing second, making me aware of my own racing heart. He watches and waits for me to go next.
With trembling fingers, I abandon my jeans for a moment and take my shirt off too. He lets out a groan as I toss my shirt to the floor.
I’m not built like him, but I have been working out the past few months with him and the other guys. I didn’t want to stay a weak, skinny man. I wanted to be strong enough so that no other human can touch me, hurt me, use me without my permission. I know I have Axel and Harlow to protect me, but I want this for myself. I shouldn't have to rely on them for everything.
Also from the way Axel is looking at me like I’m his favorite snack, it was worth it.
“You're perfect, Sam,” Axel growls, the sound making my skin pebble. But he stays where he is, watching.
It’s his turn now. He reaches for his jeans and undoes them, letting them drop to the ground, taking his boxers with them, leaving him fully naked. He looks like a Greek God and a viking had a baby.Fuck, he’s brilliant.
Then my eyes flick down to his cock, and I almost choke on my tongue. He’s big, so damn big. It turns me on and frightens me at the same time.
Wanting to get these pants off, I quickly rid myself of my remaining clothes so we’re both naked.
He lets out a curse before biting his lip, his eyes locked on my cock. I’m not small, but I’m not as big as him. Although, he doesn't seem to mind. I look back at his cock.
“That’s not going inside me anytime soon,” I blurt, and die at what I just said.God. Why?
He lets out a husky chuckle with a smug as hell smile on his face. “Don’t worry, my king. You can have me whenever you're ready to take me. In the meantime, I'm more than happy to have you inside of me.”
I want that, more than anything I’ve wanted in a very long time. “For now, I want to taste you.”