Page 116 of Axe-ing for Trouble
I got her leggings down to her ankles and guided her feet apart before trailing my fingers over her ass crack toward her pussy.
“Dripping.” With a groan, I leaned in to taste her.
“Jude.” She sighed, tilting her hips to give better access.
I slipped a finger inside, and she instantly clenched around it. “You need this?”
She nodded, her legs shaky.
“You need to come?”
“Yes. So badly.”
While I finger-fucked her, I slid my free hand up her thigh and gave her a light swat.
She cried out, and her channel tensed around my finger again.
I rocketed to my feet and pushed my sweats down to release my aching cock. The need to bury myself inside her was overwhelming.
“Shit, I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t care. I’ve been tested.”
My cock surged at the idea of sliding in bare. Filling her up and watching it drip out of her pussy. Fuck, I’d never had that particular fantasy, but now it was all I needed.
“So have I. Nothing on my end. Are you on birth control?”
“No.”
Oh shit.
“Pull out.” She commanded.
“That’s not 100 percent effective,” I reasoned. If I’d learned one thing in high school health class, it was condoms or nothing—no sex. Every time. But Mila made me want to bend the rules and get a little crazy.
“I’ll take the chance.” She arched back against me.
I slipped a second finger inside her, making her gasp, trying to block out the impact that statement had on me. The thought of taking her bare, the thought of potentially creating a child with her. It was more than I could ever hope for.
“I need your cock now.”
It was risky, but I couldn’t help myself.
Pulling her hips back, I lined myself up, and with my eyes closed, focused on every sensation, I thrust inside her bare.
“God, Mila.” My body trembled, my nerve endings lighting up as I adjusted to the perfection that was her wet heat. “You feel so good.”
In response, she moaned and rolled her hips.
Fuck, I had to move. Gripping her hips hard, I thrust into her, setting a rhythm. “Fucking you bare against a tree may be my new favorite thing.”
“Harder,” she cried, her nails digging into the bark. “Please.”
I wouldn’t deny her, but I was barely hanging on. Desperate for distraction and eager to get her as close to her release as I was, I spanked her again, a bit harder.
When she clenched around my cock, I almost passed out.
“You like that?” I said, giving her another spank.
