“I could kiss you forever, babygirl. Your lips are like a taste of heaven.”
She licks her tempting lips as if she’s enjoying the flavor of our kiss too. “I like kissing you too, daddy.”
CHAPTEREIGHT
Addy
As soon asthe door shuts to the private room, Axel kisses me senseless. While I was waiting at the bar for his shift to end, I ran over the conversation with him and decided we needed to have another talk about expectations. His friend calling me his girlfriend freaked me out a little, but now that we’re alone and his lips are on mine, it doesn’t feel very important anymore. There will be time to talk later. Right now, all I want to do is kiss him.
We kiss until my lips are tender from his enthusiasm and I still want more. I run my hands over his muscular chest, loving the feel of him under my hands. I didn’t get to do much touching last night, and now I realize what a shame that is. The only thing that would make it better is if I were touching his skin.
Once the idea hits me, I can’t shake it. I reach for the hem of his shirt and tug it up. He catches the hint and pulls the shirt off, discarding it, then his lips are back on mine. He moans into my lips at the first touch of skin on skin. I love that he loves my touches. It turns me on even more.
I touch every inch of his exposed skin, loving the feel of his hot, hard muscles under my fingertips.
“Fuck, babygirl. I need you,” he growls against my lips.
I trail my hands down his stomach to his belt. I quickly unbutton it and then start to work on his jeans. His hands capture mine before I can push his pants down and free his cock.
“What are you doing, babygirl?”
“I’m going to give you what you want,” I say seductively. “Don’t you want that?”
His head falls back with a groan. “Yes, I want you so fucking bad.”
“I’m right here for the taking.” I take a step back and strip off my clothes. He watches in rapt attention as I bare myself to his gaze. I cup my breasts and give him a sultry look. “Take me, daddy.”
Without a second’s hesitation, he grabs me up and tosses me onto the bed. I let out an undignified squeal as I bounce on the mattress. Before I have a chance to catch my breath, he’s on me. His mouth descends to one of my nipples. He licks and sucks the tight bud, and my back arches off the bed at the exquisite pleasure. He switches to my other nipple giving it the same attention as the first.
I fist his hair, holding him to my breasts as he devours them. My eyes fall closed, and I lose myself in the moment. When his hand trails down my stomach towards my pussy I wantonly spread my legs further apart, encouraging his touch. The first swipe of his fingers through my wetness pulls a cry of pleasure from my lips.
He crushes his lips to mine, swallowing my moans of pleasure. I kiss him frantically as his fingers circle my needy clit. My hips come off the bed when he pushes two thick fingers inside me.
“You’re so wet, babygirl. Is all this sweet honey for me?” he growls.
He thrusts his fingers into me again, crooking his fingers inside me so he hits my g-spot with every push and pull of his fingers.
“I asked you a question, babygirl.”
He did?
Oh God, I can’t concentrate on anything but the pleasure he’s pulling from my body. It’s overwhelming my senses.
“Yes… Yessss…” I cry out in response, hoping it’s the answer he’s looking for.
“Good girl,” he praises.
My pussy squeezes down on his fingers at the praise. Lord, I love being his good girl. I could maybe come from just those two little words. Not that I want him to stop what he’s doing to test that theory. It feels too damn good. He pulls his fingers from inside me, and I whimper at the loss, my hips moving to try and seek out his fingers again.
“Please,” I beg. I was so close to the edge, and being denied is almost painful.
Before I can beg, his fingers are on my clit, teasing the sensitive nub until I’m once again mindless from pleasure. He kisses down my neck, licking and sucking his way down to my breasts. He bites down on my nipple, pulling a shocked cry from me. Then he sucks my nipple, and the sharp pain turns to pleasure. Between his fingers on my clit and his mouth on my breasts, I’m quickly racing toward release.
When he roughly pushes his fingers inside me, hitting my g-spot, my climax hits me. I moan as lights flash behind my eyes, the breath stolen from my lungs. My pussy clenches tight around his fingers as he continues to fuck me with them, dragging out my orgasm until I’m a puddle of sated woman on the bed.
Axel makes a tsking sound. “Naughty girl,” he says, drawing me out of my stupor. “You broke rule number two.”
Oh crap.