Page 116 of Ravaged Soul

“Shit, babe. You know I can’t take your begging.”

“Then stop arguing, and give me what I need.”

“I don’t want to take advantage,” he mutters.

“I’m giving you full permission to distract me from the hellish day ahead.”

Knocking his hand aside, I stroke the dark stubble that’s formed on his baby face, ensuring he can see my certainty. Axel visibly swallows, his bee-stung lips clamping shut on any more protests.

He huffs in surprise as I drop to my knees on the floor, ignoring the way they twinge on the hard bathroom tiles. Water chills on my skin while I tug down the waistband of his soaked pyjamas.

Axel watches me intently, a fascinating eagerness swirling in his bright gaze. He lets me strip the dripping cotton from his legs, unveiling powerful calves and bulging, muscular thighs that make my pulse thrum.

“You don’t sleep in boxers?” I gulp.

“No,” he replies gruffly.

His long, thick cock is eye-level with me. Already firm and deliciously twitching, the red tip drips with a beckoning droplet of pre-come that’s begging to be licked up.

“I want you to fuck my mouth.” I stare up at him through my lashes. “And I’m going to let you ride it until I can’t think of anything but your cock filling me up.”

“Jesus Christ, Em.”

Axel’s head is thrown back when I press a teasing, open-mouthed kiss to the side of his velvet shaft. He curses gutturally, a hand sliding into my wet hair, loosely holding me in place.

I glide my tongue along his steel, tasting each inch of promising heaven. His skin is hot and veiny, moisture spilling from the round tip as I swirl my thumb over the slit.

Taking him farther into my mouth, I love the uncontrolled sound he growls out. It’s all hedonistic pleasure and animal lust. His cock fills me up, already nudging the back of my throat.

“Fuck, Em. Fuck, fuck, fuck. That goddamn mouth of yours.”

My hand curls around the base, eagerly pumping in time to each deep suck. He tenses and jerks under my touch, his fingers tightening around my locks with each pull.

Even on my knees, letting him take my mouth with increasing roughness, the power is heady. I could demand anything. Axel’s putty in my hands and beholden to my mouth on him.

“Perfect, babe. You look so incredible right now.”

Slick heat gathers between my thighs from the thrill of working him over. Every gasp increases my satisfaction, causing my clit to pulsate between my clenched thighs. I’m wet. Needy. Aching to be touched.

Hips grinding in time to my movements, Axel pushes into my mouth at a steady pace, head tilted back and breath short. I keep my jaw slack so he can find his own rhythm, content to give him an illusion of control.

“That’s it. Take my cock, babe. Take every inch of me.”

My thighs push together again, core burning with the need to be relieved. I release his shaft then cup a handful of his soft balls instead, giving them the lightest of squeezes. He judders against me as a result.

“Shit! Yes!”

His thrusts change pace, growing longer and more frantic. Each time he pushes past my lips, I hold back a gag response. His cock is plunging deep into my mouth, teasing my throat with each hard pump.

My other hand lowers between my folded legs, easily locating my screaming bundle of nerves. I circle my clit while Axel uses my mouth, pushing down on the sensitive bud to find my own bliss.

Between his tight grip on my hair and the pressure on my tingling clit, I can feel myself growing wetter. I don’t just want to forget; I want him to take every last haunting thought from my mind and replace it with nothing but us. Right here, right now, in this room.

Twisting my head, I pop off his dick then lick around the tip, lavishing the butter-soft skin. Axel moans loudly, slackening his grip on my hair for a second before clenching it tight enough to make my eyes water.

I suck him back into my mouth, greedily inhaling every rock-hard inch. This time, I’m setting the pace. Fast. Punishingly determined. I want him to fall apart. To surrender for the pleasure only I can give him. I need to feel this control, this sense of immense power.

Axel moans my name under his breath while shallowly fucking my mouth, leaving me to decide when to suck deeply. His fingers press into my skull, keeping my head still while his hips rock back and forth.