Page 100 of Axe-identally Married
Without stopping my movements, I squeezed my breasts and rolled my nipples between my fingers, knowing how much he loved it when I played with them.
Slowly, I worked myself over him, soaking in the way every bump and ridge of his shaft hit me in all the most sensitive spots. My pace was slow, but I savored the control I had in this moment.
“You’re doing great,” he rumbled. “Can I touch you?”
I nodded, and an instant later, he was gripping my ass cheeks and spreading them wide, allowing him to go even deeper.
With a moan, I threw my head back. It was such a turn-on, the way he manhandled me and used me with those big hands while I was in control of our pleasure.
“Yes,” he growled. “You were made for this. You were made to take my cock. But you know that, wifey. You know this pussy is mine.”
I cried out, clenching around him. Jesus, his words hit me with such physical force.
“Oh yes. Now ride me. Tell me about all your dirty fantasies. Everything you want me to do to you. I’ll fuck you and make you come any way you want.”
As his words drove me higher, I increased my speed, reveling in the all-consuming sensations taking over. I played with my nipples and let my body figure it out, shifting and adjusting until I found an angle that hit me just right.
“I want you to fuck me somewhere public,” I admitted, a heated flush washing over me.
“Oh yes, dirty girl,” Cole said, clearly turned on rather than appalled by my request. “What else?”
“Tie me up. Blindfold me.”
He groaned. “Anytime. As long as you promise to tie me up and have your way with me the next time.”
I smiled down at him, meeting his dark, glassy eyes. My vision blurred, and my pleasure bloomed larger until all I could feel was him inside me, his hands on my body. I was building and building, but not sure to what. I’d never experienced this combination of sensations before.
“What else, wifey? I’m gonna make all your dirty fantasies come true. I’ll teach you and make you come so hard you forget your own name.”
My breaths were coming in sharp pants now. I could barely speak. How was he able to keep up a steady stream of dirty talk when this felt so good?
“What else? Don’t hold back on me.”
I closed my eyes. This was a big one, and despite how incredible I felt, I was scared to say it.
“I want you to—” I snapped my mouth shut and froze. “You know.”
He cocked his head, and one side of his mouth quirked up. “Come?”
Swallowing, I nodded. “On me.”
He sat up and took my mouth, biting down on my bottom lip. “Anywhere you want, but you have to be a good girl and say it.”
With my heart pounding in my ears, I took a deep breath. “I want you to, um, come on, um. My tits.”
He squeezed his eyes shut and froze. “Shit. I almost came because of your words alone.”
His hands were all over me again. “It would be my fucking honor. I’m the luckiest guy in the world. I get this greedy, dirty girl all to myself. But I need you to do something for me. I wantyou to rub your clit while you ride me, because I’m holding on by a thread here.”
I snaked my hand down to where we were joined and gently flicked the bud. Instantly, electricity shot through me. Using the pad of my thumb, I rubbed gentle circles, and pressure built hard and fast, ramping all the way up to a breaking point.
“That’s it,” he praised. “Now ride me. I wanna watch your tits bounce as you come.”
I obeyed, rubbing and riding, and when a toe-curling orgasm rocked through me, I threw my head back. I was levitating, and all that was keeping me grounded were his hands on my hips and his cock pulsing inside me.
Wave after wave, I ground against him until the pressure that had mounted inside me ebbed.
When I finally collapsed on his chest, my throat ached from screaming.
