When my underwear was down as far as I could get it in this position, I guided his cock toward my entrance. Axton went completely still, releasing my mouth as he watched me. His chest was rising and falling rapidly. “Dallas?”
“Just for a little while. We’ve never done this before. I want…” I swallowed hard, suddenly nervous because I didn’t know how he would react to what I wanted. “I need to have you like this. Just this one time.”
He didn’t even hesitate as he reached for my underwear and tore the sides apart so that they were no longer a hindrance to our joining. Then he sat back, watching me with hooded eyes as I took the tip of him inside. We both made whimpering sounds as his length finally slipped inside. I knew then that I had made a mistake. Why would I ever want him to use a condom again? Why would I want that thin layer between us, keeping me away from the sheer perfection of heaven? I had thought it would never get better between us, but with the absence of protection, my pleasure shot off the charts.
Hey, bitch! A voice yelled at me inside my head, but she sounded so far away. You need the condom. Do you really want a baby with this guy?
I ignored that stupid voice—she was such a downer anyway. Even if images of carrying Axton’s baby inside of me did suddenly invade my imagination for a second.
And then Axton kissed me in a way he had never kissed me before, knocking any unwanted—or suddenly desperately wanting—thoughts out of my mind. Of all the kisses Axton had ever given me, from the intensely passionate to the sweet pecks, none of them compared to the tender kiss he gave me then. My heart melted and I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him back in the same way. I put every ounce of what I felt for him into that kiss, sucking his pierced bottom lip roughly, while our bodies slowly moved together.
Suddenly Axton broke away, panting hard, while lower he went completely still inside of me. “I’m going to come. Very soon. Decide what you want. Should I pull out or…” He broke off, swallowing roughly. “I’d fucking kill to come in you like this, but it’s your choice.” I opened my mouth, not sure what I was going to tell him, but he spoke again. “I’ve never gone bare, baby. I haven’t done this with anyone. Anyone. Do you understand what I’m saying, Dallas?” His eyes were intense and I was mesmerized by the uniqueness of them. Hazel eyes more green than brown with flecks of gold around the center. How had I never noticed those flecks before? “We get to share this first. That blows my mind, baby.”
That stupid voice was suddenly screaming at me louder than before, but I blocked her out as I nodded my head. “Come in me, Axton.”
“Fuck, Dallas.” He gripped my hips, holding them as gently as he possibly could considering he was close to the edge of release. He held me still as he thrust up into me. I was thankful that he was doing all the work, because the pleasure of having him like this was making me mindless. I held onto his shoulders to steady myself, taking every hard thrust and silently begging for more.
Axton’s eyes closed for a moment, savoring this moment. When they snapped open our gazes locked and held as he thrust faster. I could feel my orgasm building, I wasn’t going to last much longer. I was so close, so close…
He stopped. Just completely stopped. I felt how hard he was deep inside of me, that ring pressed against just the right spot, his shaft spreading my tender walls wide. I could feel every inch with each heart beat we seemed to share. Axton moved his thumb, brushed it over my clit in a hard figure eight and I was lost.
My cry of release felt like it was being torn from my throat. I couldn’t remember a time when an orgasm had ever been this good. Ever.
Our gazes remained glued to one another. The way he was watching me, seeing the pleasure and emotions moving across my face, shining out of my eyes made me feel oddly vulnerable, but made the orgasm even more intense. When three words sprang to my lips, demanding to be let free, I bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood to keep them inside. But they refused to be quiet and screamed loudly inside of my head.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
As if watching me triggered his own release Axton suddenly shouted my name and I felt him pulsing seconds before the first splash of his semen hit my womb. It was then that I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of that hot blast inside of me.
Axton pulled me against him, my head going straight to his chest. The sound of his heart beat pounding in my ear made me smile and I snuggled closer, praying that this lasted a little longer.
Dallas
The feel of warm lips on my bare shoulder tempted me from a deep sleep. With a content smile, I stretched out, enjoying Axton’s hands caressing down my side and over my hip. His lips trailed up my neck, sharp teeth sinking tenderly into my lobe before he kissed my temple.
“Time to get up, baby,” he purred against my ear seconds before his hand slapped across my ass.
“It’s not time to get ready for the show tonight,” I argued, refusing to open my eyes unless he was going to fuck me into oblivion as he had when we had gotten back from the show in the early hours of the morning.
“True.” Another kiss to my head. “But I have a surprise for you. So get your beautiful ass in the shower. Marissa will be waiting downstairs in about fifteen minutes.”
My eyes snapped open, the delicious image of him surprising me with something sex-related fading into a puff of smoke. No way would he involve Marissa in a sexual surprise for me. I was pretty sure that Wroth would murder him before any thoughts in that regard took fruition. “What kind of surprise is it?”
Axton brushed his lips across mine in a quick kiss. “I thought you needed a day of nothing but relaxation. So I arranged for you to have a massage and facial. You can get your hair done, have them do whatever the fuck it is they do to your nails, and just be pampered. Wroth stole my idea, so Marissa is getting the full works too.” Another kiss cut off any idea I might have had of protesting. I was supposed to be taking care of Liam after all, not spending my day at a spa.
Even if the very thought of having a day like that melted me. He was being so thoughtful and considerate. He hadn’t pampered me like this during our months of whatever our relationship had been years ago. And he sure as hell hadn’t made love to me the way we had made love the day before or that morning when we had gotten back to our suite. I was falling under a spell, there was no other excuse for how stupid I was being where he was concerned. I had to put some distance between us and quick, so maybe a day at the spa would be good for me in more ways than one.