Page 41 of Axel

“Are you full?”

“What?”

He indicated by jerking his head towards the unfinished meal.

“I am.”

“Good. I don’t think I can eat another morsel. I need you.” He muttered.

“Then have me.” She whispered achingly.

With a muttered curse, he scooped her into his arms and left the balcony. Curving her hands around his neck, she buried her face into the wide expanse of his chest and breathed in his scent. She lifted her head when he pushed open the doors that led into a suite of rooms that were completely finished and purely masculine.

Striding across the pale gold carpet, he went straight to the king-sized bed in a room that could fit hers in one corner. A massive fireplace took up an entire section of the room and a closet larger than her bedroom and bathroom combined was thrown open. Teal blue wallpaper made a stunning combination with the carpet.

Setting her on the edge of the bed, he bent to remove her boots. His head was lowered, allowing her to see the thick hairs curling on the crown of his head. The desire to plunge her fingers into the coffee brown richness could not be ignored. When he felt her fingers toying with his hair, he lifted his head, an expressionless mask on his face.

“I intend to take my time.” He rasped.

“I would like that very much.”

She gasped slightly when he slid his hands up her stockinged feet until her dress was bunched up around her hips. A hoarse laugh escaped him when he saw the garters.

“Sexy as hell.”

“I am glad you like it.” She bit her lip when he continued to caress her thighs through the sheer stockings.

“As much as that is the case, I prefer to see what’s under it.” He unhooked the garter and rolled the stockings off her legs, dropping them onto the carpeted floor. “Much better.”

Standing on his knees, he pulled the dress over her head, a groan stifled inside his throat as she stared at the vision in front of him. The set of underwear was what he would call, flesh colored and the cups of her bra dipped low enough and just covered nipples that were already pebble hard.

“Christ!” he whispered reverently. “You are so beautiful.”

Unhooking the clasp, he took the scrap of material off her and tossed it aside. He was going to have to make room in his trousers. He was so hard, his cock was pressing against his underwear and rubbing.

Sitting back on his heels, he lifted one long, shapely leg and placed it on his shoulder. Leaning back on her elbows, Ellie closed her eyes, breath escaping between her parted lips. When she felt his mouth on her toes, her breath quickened.

“Axel.” His name was like a prayer as he continued to trail kisses on the inside of her leg until he was kissing the sensitive area of her thigh. “Please.”

Ignoring her shattered plea, he made his way towards the crease of her thigh where he hesitated before peeling off her panties.

Her musky scent poleaxed him and had him reeling slightly. With a hoarse groan and a swear word, he kissed the springy hairs of her sex, his open mouth getting to the skin underneath and sending heat plunging through her body.

Gripping the blanket, she arched her hips upwards as his mouth moved to the kernel of sensitive flesh. With fingers digging into the soft material covering the bed, Ellie felt as if she was going to burst into flames!

His teeth and tongue tormented her until she was certain she was going to die. When he plunged his tongue inside her, she came, violently, her body erupting off the bed, his name on her lips.

“Oh God! Oh my God!”

Stumbling to his feet, he ripped off his clothes with undue haste and joined her. Hauling her upwards until she was nestled on the mound of pillows, he turned sideways so he could look at her. With breasts quivering in the aftermath of the climax, her lips parted, eyes shadowed with passion, she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

“Axel.” Her voice was whisper soft, her body trembling.

“I know.” Turning her slightly, he palmed her breasts, head dipping to suckle on the one closest to his mouth.

Ellie fought back tears. She was emotionally drained and disoriented. She had just managed to stop herself from declaring her love for him but was certain he already suspected. She was not adept at hiding her feelings the way he was and more importantly, she did not want to.

When he had reduced her to a trembling mass, he climbed on top of her. Using just the smooth tip of his penis, he rubbed it against the opening of her vagina. His hands were balanced at either side of her head, his intense stare taking in the passion on her face.