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“Yes…” I hissed, arching my back, presenting my body to him.
Then I felt them, long nimble fingers sliding along the seam of my thighs, then pulling me apart, exposing everything he’d described. His fingers glided over my overheated flesh, teasing me open, no friction possible with the slick I was producing. But it was all too little, too featherlight, serving only to remind me of what I needed but not actually giving it to me. I began to shift, disgruntled little noises escaping me, which just made him chuckle.
“You need it now. It’s OK, you’re gonna get it.” Then two fingers teased the entrance th
at ached so much, something inside me twisting and thrashing as he pushed in with small stabbing strokes, but that wasn’t needed. He was able to push them in with ease, going deep before pulling out and then thrusting in again.
“Yes!” I chanted along, matching his pace, his hand moving at a faster and faster rate, the stabbing sensation exactly what I needed. So he pulled his hand back, repeating the process with another finger, waiting until my hands started to grip the bed before another was added. This made things a short, almost grinding thing, rather than fucking me with his fingers. He was testing me, seeing how much I could take, but finally, at some predetermined point, he pulled away, sucking his fingers clean to the sounds of my cries before replacing his fingers with something much more sizeable.
I was lucky it was made from a soft squishy material, because damn, this thing was big. I’d been writhing on the bed, needing more, moments before, and now I was well and truly getting it.
“Fuck,” he said. “I wish you could see this. It’s so fucking hot, seeing you take my cock. You’re stretching around it, your clit is popping up and begging for attention.” The only way I could agree was to groan, so a finger stroked down the hood, my continued sounds of pleasure egging him on until he was stroking it firmly, fanning the flames that burned inside me. Then right when I was getting close, clamping down on that silicone dick, he pulled his hands away.
I just blinked, staring up at him as he appeared above me, a shit-eating grin on his face.
“You said you wanted to rub your cunt on a vibe held between us?”
I didn’t know what I wanted right then, besides just to get off. There was a storm building inside me, and I just wanted it to break. He hauled me up and over him as he lay back down, grabbing his cock and the now throbbing vibe in one massive hand, providing me the perfect surface to grind on. I felt crazy full, and the angle I had to take was a bit of an awkward one, but as my hand slapped down on the wall above us, Axel grinned.
“Fucking hell, those tits,” he said on a growl as I took position. “I could spend all fucking day sucking on those nipples if you let me.”
He reached up and gave one a tug with his free hand, prompting me to press my clit down.
Jesus fucking Christ! Pleasure exploded inside me, and right then, I realised Axel was completely right—working that dildo gave me an approximation of what I really needed. It gave me that full feeling as I ground my clit against the vibe, pushing it into Axel’s dick, his mouth falling open with each swipe, but he was persuading me again. My mind couldn’t help but guess at what this would be like if the toys were tossed aside, or just left buzzing against my clit as…
“You want me to wonder how this would feel with your cock inside me,” I gasped out.
He surged up, wrapping his spare hand around me, forcing his cock hard against the vibe, pushing it against me in explosive waves that just kept coming harder and faster.
“Fuck yeah I do.” His eyes flared, burning with something dark, something intense. “You and me, we could do amazing things together. We could take more to a whole other level. I want you to feel how fucking inadequate that toy is, how it’s not fit for anything but a little play before the main event. Whether you’re here for your heat or here forever, I want to follow you to wherever more is and then go one step further. I’ll always give you that, Bec.”
He studied my face, waiting for a response, no doubt, but I was too far gone with it. My eyelids fluttered, my hips jerking frantically.
“You gonna come, little girl? Gonna come around the cock I worked inside you? Because I feel the one you put in me, pressing right where I need it. I’m gonna come when you do, love, paint us with my seed, and then I’m gonna clean us up and just hold you.”
I barely understood that now, hardly moving as I fought to maintain constant throbbing contact with the vibe. I was spiralling and spiralling up, so fucking fast, it almost hurt.
“That’s it. So close. Come, Bec. Reach out for more and take it.”
So I did, my whole body stiffening, bracing for what rushed through me, my thighs starting to shake.
Coming always felt good, obviously, but fuck, this felt different somehow. As Axel watched my every move like this was the most fascinating of performances, as his cock erupted everywhere, marking the both of us, I felt something I’d only just started to get used to.
Enough.
If I wanted more, if I wanted him to lick my clit softly as I came down, I knew he would. If I wanted the dildo pulled free and replaced with a real dick, I’d have that too. It was dizzying, almost frightening, to know that whatever the hell I wanted, I could have.
Which of course made my mind race, trying to work out what to want next.
But not now. The characteristic lethargy that takes over when you come hard overtook me, lulling me with the knowledge that there would be more pleasure, so much more, right after I took a break.
I flopped down onto the bed and then was scooped up, brought into the en suite, toys discarded in the sink to be washed and pushed under warm water. His arms held me up, his hands washing me all over, removing all traces of what we’d done except for the bliss pulsing through me. Then he did exactly as he’d said, towelling us both off and then dragging us back to bed, to let me recover in the safe harbour of his arms.
“When you feel up to it, we need to talk about the sex club,” he murmured into the top of my head. “You want more? You’ll find every damn thing and then some there, which is exactly what you want, I reckon.”
Chapter 17
“A sex club?”
