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Axe
Axe sureas hell didn’t intend to leave Angel in the state she was in today. Not without at least reminding her what she was missing. Even if the closet was only thirty feet away from her circulation desk. She had said what she wanted to say, but nothing spoke more loudly than the same vulnerable expression in her eyes that betrayed her yet again. She wanted him, but kept her intentions tight to the vest, almost fighting against herself to the point where Axe had no idea which part of her would come out swinging.
That was half the fun.
Angel pressed her generous breasts into his chest, and her fingers twisted in a lock of his hair. “I don’t know whether to punch you or kiss you,” she admitted, tucking his hair behind his ear.
“None. Both. Whatever, just as long as you’re enjoying it.”
She purred out a laugh, and the noise went straight to his thickening cock. Christ, he couldn’t get enough, and all they had done in the dark little room was a bit of kissing.
Goosebumps launched a full-scale attack all over his body as his bulge kicked to life behind the fly of his jeans. He clocked her biting back a groan as he picked her up and sat her on the same cart she had just rolled into the room. All the air she exhaled came out in a hiss. He grasped around her waist, barely processing anything but her body and her sweet scent.
“I love this leather skirt, doll, but it’s got to go,” he told her, inching the hard to handle fabric up her legs.
Angel slid off the cart and turned her back to him. “Maybe we’re better off this way,” she suggested in a coy whisper, hiking up her skirt and bending forward with her hands gripping the handle of the rollaway cart. “But hurry. My coworkers will come looking when it’s time for the library to close.”
Fuck. Sex on the clock was not his usual deal, but for Angel, he’d make it work.
Angel pressed her ass back into his groin. God, she was gorgeous. Licking his lips, he grasped her hips and pulled her closer, just to get her nice and wet.
He reached around to her mound, sliding her panties aside. “You’re wet as fuck,” he whispered, pleased that he could turn her on so easily.
She moaned out a plea, begging him to take her now.
“Only if you’ll let me have my way with you how I like it,” he growled into her ear, undoing his belt to unzip his pants and finally free his cock. He found a condom in his pocket and quickly opened it. “And just so we’re clear,” he muttered as his free hand roamed up to her breasts, “I mean in my bed, any damn way I want you, for the entire night. Deal?”
“Yes,” she hissed and dragged her panties down her legs.
Rolling on the condom, he took her hips again and this time, he positioned his cock at her slick slit, burying himself deep inside of her in one sharp thrust. Angel whimpered out so loudly he was sure someone would be at the door any second. She held on to the cart with one hand in a white-knuckle grip, arching her back as he pulled out and eased back inside of her. Axe picked up the pace, sliding a hand from her hip to her mound, only to find Angel was already busy at work, touching herself as he took her.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he groaned, thrusting into her, hoping there was enough time to drive her insane. He knew he hit the spot when she threw her head back and stuffed her hand into her mouth to stop her cries from escaping the tiny room. Axe couldn’t hold back anymore. Not after walking away from her the other night, and not with her core gripping his shaft as she came. With three or four sharp thrusts, he released, filling her completely.
After a minute, Axe pulled out of her and turned her to face him. “I am not done with you,” he whispered in her ear. “Not even close. Understand?”
“Yes,” she answered.
They quickly got dressed, and Angel made him leave first so she could get him the hell out of the library before closing time. Stepping out into the warm evening air, he walked over to his bike, then changed his mind and waited beside her car. What he should have told her was that he wasn’t done with her today either.
