Rule number two: No orgasms without permission.
My eyes widen, and I wonder what he’ll do now.
“I’m sorry, daddy,” I say, still breathless from my release. I’m sure I don’t sound at all repentant. It’s hard to feel sorry when I’m still riding the high of one of the best climaxes of my life.
“I don’t think you are sorry,” he scolds. “But you will be.”
I squeal when he flips me to my stomach, then pulls me up to my knees. “What are you—” My question is cut off by the first spank to my ass from his unyielding palm.
“Punishing this sexy ass, babygirl,” he says lowly.
I look back at him, finding him kneeling on the bed behind me, his muscular chest on full display. Those sexy muscles flex as he raises his hand then crashes it back onto my ass. I groan at the impact. The punishing hit feels more like pleasure than pain. My wires are crossed, and each spank has my desire rising again.
Axel looks like some kind of sexy god as he administers my punishment. I want more, but I also want to feel him inside me. I know a simple apology will stop the punishment, and we can move on to even better things. The idea of his cock pushing inside me is enough to have an apology falling from my lips.
“I’m sorry!” I cry out when he lays a particularly hard spank on my sit spot. “Please!”
“Please what, babygirl?” he asks, pausing the spanking to swipe his fingers through my wetness. He pushes two inside me slowly. I push back against his fingers, seeking more. He slaps my ass with his free hand, stilling my movements. “Ah, ah, ah… naughty girl. Tell daddy what you need.”
“You,” I gasp. “I need you.”
He gives my ass one more spank, then his weight leaves the bed. “On your back,” he commands.
I don’t hesitate to obey. I settle onto my back and watch as he pushes his jeans and boxers down. His thick cock springs free, and my mouth waters. Fuck me, he’s sexy. My pussy clenches emptily in anticipation of what’s to come.
Axel pulls a condom from his back pocket and rolls it down his length. I’m thankful he thought of it because my brain is focused on only one thing, and that’s not protection. I could easily tell him I am on the pill, but we don’t know each other well enough for that. Not yet.
I swallow thickly when he crawls between my spread legs. The anticipation driving me crazy. He settles down between my legs, his thick cock resting against my pussy. I rock my hips up into him, silently begging for him to push inside me. Instead, he leans in and kisses me. I cling to his shoulders as he steals the very breath from my lungs.
He reaches between us and runs his cock through my folds, teasing my clit over and over. I’m practically losing my mind with need by the time he lines himself up with my opening and slowly pushes inside me.
“Oh God,” I groan as he enters me.
He kisses away my cries of pleasure as his cock stretches me. Inch after inch, he pushes inside me. My eyes roll back at the intensity of the moment. I knew it would be good, but I never imagined it would feel so overwhelming.
“Fuck, babygirl,” he moans as he bottoms out inside me. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I don’t know if I’m tight or he’s just huge, but whatever it is, the fit is perfect, and I want more. I dig my nails into his shoulders and circle my hips, enticing him to move. He pulls out just as slowly as he pushed into me, dragging his length out in a slow glide. He pauses at my entrance, his eyes closed and his head thrown back as if begging for control.
I don’t want him to be in control with me. I want him to lose it. I want him to fuck me like he’ll lose it if he doesn’t because that’s what it feels like to me.
“Fuck me, daddy,” I beg.
His eyes open, and he looks down at me hungrily. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I say, reassuring him.
“You’ll stop me if it’s too much?”
I nod my head quickly, gripping him tighter with my nails. “Yes, daddy. Just fuck me. Please.”
Without another hint of hesitation, he plunges into my body with his thickness. My back arches off the bed at the sudden pleasure. He fucks me hard and fast, driving me to the edge of madness. Each thrust of his cock has his pelvis hitting my clit, adding another layer to the exquisite pleasure he’s giving me.
It doesn’t take long before I’m teetering on the precipice of release again. It’s like Axel knows exactly how to touch me to drive me to the edge. How he can know my body after such a short time, I don’t know, but I’m not going to question it. Not now. Maybe not ever.
“I’m going to come,” I cry out when he grinds down on my clit.
“Not yet, babygirl. Hold it.”