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“I know exactly what you need for your leg,” I say, standing up and staying in character. I hook my hands in my waistband, pulling my pants down and exposing my ass. “You’ll need to fuck me.”
“Gladly,” he growls, standing up and taking hold of my hips.
He bends me over the table, wasting no time in burying his fat cock inside of me. I whimper at the sensation. He easily nails my sweet spot on the first try, and my legs nearly buckle from ecstasy.
He sets a relentless pace. While some of his urgency is certainly from the fact that I could be needed outside at any moment, I know that most of it is from my admittedly diabolical teasing. He’s chasing the orgasm I cruelly denied him. And that thought turns me on.
“Fuck, Hazel,” he curses as he brings a hand to my clit to stimulate me in time with the thrusts of his hips. “You don’t have any fucking idea how wild you make me.”
“I–” I gasp, gripping onto the table tightly as my own climax starts to build. “I think I have an idea.”
He chuckles as his hips start to stutter. He’s close, about to spill his seed deep inside me. I want it. Badly. So badly that I start babbling before I can stop myself.
“Cum inside me, Axel,” I whimper, my pussy contracting around his length. “I want it. Please.”
“Shit,” he growls, plunging deep inside me. His hips buck forward once last time while his fingers play with my clit.
As he fills me up with his load, my own orgasm takes hold of me. I cum with a gasp of his name, my hips rocking against his, giving myself a bit more friction as I ride the wave out. I’m so full with his cock and his semen that I feel like I could burst in the best way.
When he finally pulls out, I all but collapse onto the table. He chuckles, pulling my pants up from where they’ve pooled around my ankles and kissing the side of my head. His presence goes away for a moment as he puts his pants back on, then he’s back, helping me upright.
“You need another minute to recover?” he asks with a hint of laughter in his voice.
“No, I’m okay,” I say, stretching my arms above my head and adjusting my own clothes. “We should probably get out there before they wonder where we are.”
Axel snorts, resting his hand on the small of my back. He leads me to the door saying, “There are so many goddamn people at this cookout, I doubt anyone even noticed we were gone. And if they did, they know I love you so much that it’s physically impossible for me to keep my hands off of you.”
I laugh and shake my head saying, “You’re right. And I love you, too. Madly.”
He stops me, one hand on the handle, to pull me into a searing kiss.“You’re damn right you do.”