Page 32 of Blinded By Loyalty

“I think we were.” I cupped the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

For some reason, all of this felt like it might be a fleeting moment. If it was, I wanted to get my fill of Axel. Take advantage of what I could get from him.

He gripped my hips firmly, lifting and plunging me down on his rock-hard cock, hitting my G-spot every time. Wow, he was strong, holding me in his hands.

My orgasm was forming as Axel took me higher and higher with each thrust. I couldn’t get enough of his lips. His tongue. His dick. I just hoped he didn’t go off before me. I desperately needed to come.

Sandwiched snugly between him and the wall, he held me with one hand and caressed my skin with the other. The sensations roaring through my body were like nothing I’d ever experienced before. I craved more of him. Needed more of him.

As if hearing my deepest desires, his hand dipped behind me and in between my ass cheeks.

I stiffened as his finger poked my virgin hole. “Axel,” I whimpered as my pussy pulsed around his cock.

“I’m close, baby. I need you to come.” His fingertip went in, not far but just enough to make me clamp harder around him in both holes. It was like my body had a mind of its own. Like it knew what to do at this moment. “That’s it. Squeeze the fuck out of me.” He continued kissing me and removed his finger. Oddly, I felt bereft. But not for long when his hand went between us and he rubbed my ball of nerves.

I stilled, my core tensing around him, and shot off into the clouds. I screamed Axel’s name like a prayer, hooking my arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. His speed increased as he smothered me into the wall with his broad chest.

He hammered into me with brute force, chasing his climax with so much intensity I was on the verge of another orgasm. I was also sure to have bruises on my butt and lower back after this was all over.

All over…I didn’t want this to ever end.

“Simone,” he groaned out my name and crushed his mouth to mine. It was then I realized he wasn’t wearing a condom. He filled me with his cum. This man went on and on. It was good we were in the shower, or we would have made a mess on my duvet.

He hissed against my lips. “You’re magnificent. Incredibly beautiful. Vivacious and sassy. You’re my fucking dream girl.”

Where was all this coming from? Was he high on drugs? This was a whole new, unfiltered side to him.

I loved it.

“Keep talking like this; I might let you fuck me again.”

He growled. “I’m going to do it all to you. Fuck you in all your holes. Make love to you until sunrise. Dominate you until you cry out for mercy.” He kissed the tip of my nose as a shudder ripped through me. “Baby, I’ve only just started with you.”

Neurons in my brain short-circuited. Words could not find their way onto my tongue. If this was only the beginning, would there be an end?

12 Axel

I HELD SIMONE firmly in my arms, our bodies still connected as I labored to catch my breath. This woman meant the world to me. Finally, I was ready to admit it. To myself, at least. I wasn’t bullshitting her when I said she was my dream girl. She was, and so much more. I was desperately in love with Simone St. James.

Knowing my life would end soon fucking destroyed me. But for Simone, I would give her the best of me while I was here. Memories she could have in her heart to remember me by for as long as she wanted.

Fuck, this situation gutted me. I held Simone tighter, kissing her neck. Inhaling her sweetness. It was a damn shame I couldn’t take her essence with me to live off of in the afterlife.

“Axel?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“What just happened?” The confusion in her voice made me pause.

I reared my head back to see the expression on her face. Confusion was in her beautiful brown eyes. She would press me to tell her why I’d done a one-eighty. But telling her the truth, that I was sacrificing my life for my brother’s, wasn’t a conversation I wanted to have with her. Not now. Not ever. I didn’t have a goddamn clue how I would explain leaving her and never coming back. I refused to think about it now.

“Let’s wash up.” I eased her off my cock and set her on her feet.

“But—”

I kissed her sweet lips, then turned toward the shelf holding several bottles of shampoo and body wash and grabbed the first one to catch my eye. “Let me wash you.”

“Talk to me.” She gripped my bicep. Her touch seared my skin. “I’m not upset at all. This was spectacular. I never wanted it to end.”