Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 43870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Axel unbuttoned his shirt, his gaze fixed on me as if tracking my reaction. I didn’t drool, but damn, it was a close call. He was pure muscular perfection—hairy chest, defined pecs, a hint of a six-pack under a layer of frosting, and shoulders the size of a small barge. Tattoos covered his biceps and part of his torso—designs with thorned veins, bird wings, and horns.
He threaded the leather strap of his belt, unbuckling and unzipping in a fluid motion. His fly was open, revealing the impression of his bulge cradled in black cotton boxer briefs.
Fuck, I was drooling now.
I think he knew it, too. Axel tilted his head slightly. “You gonna join me?”
I nodded and possibly whimpered as I kicked off my shoes and undressed in record time. “Let me just…send the dogs downstairs. Be right there.”
Lila and Gordy obeyed without fuss, probably anxious to get away before their human made any embarrassing confessions about hoping to get lucky. I closed the door behind them, checked the nightstand drawer to be sure I had condoms and lube…just in case. And double-checked to be sure nothing had expired. Good to go.
The sound of running water echoed off the high ceilings in the bathroom. The house wasn’t extravagant, but it was well-appointed. My biggest splurges had been on top-of-the-line kitchen appliances and a shower stall large enough to accommodate two grown-ass men.
Wise choice, I mused, stalking toward the fogged glass enclosure.
“There you are,” Axel drawled, his gaze traversing my nakedness as water sluiced over his sinfully gorgeous body. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
Yeah, right. I was “cute” compared to Paul Bunyan here, but I was too distracted to care. Jesus, his cock was a thing of beauty. And like the rest of Axel, it was massive.
I stepped into the shower and snaked an arm around his waist, molding my chest to Axel’s as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He held me under the warm water and captured my mouth. The kiss went from sweet to wicked in a flash. We fought for dominance with dancing tongues, sucking and licking under the spray. I splayed my hands on his back, lowering them to his hips.
Our cocks collided, and that sent us into another stratosphere. Axel pushed me against the tiled wall and bent his knees to adjust for our height difference. He gripped us in his big hands and stroked.
“Oh, fuck.”
He chuckled, low and dirty. “We’ll get to that. I just wanted to feel you.”
“You can do whatever you want to me,” I moaned.
“Good. Turn.”
Next thing I knew, I was facing the tile, my legs spread with Axel’s enormous dick nudging my entrance. He played with my nipples and rolled my balls between his talented fingers while sinking his teeth into my neck like a fucking vampire. I squirmed, but I wasn’t looking for escape. I wanted this.
And he knew it. Axel raked his fingers along my spine and slowly sank to his knees. I glanced over my shoulder as he parted my ass and set his thumb on my hole, applying a little pressure while I stroked myself. Shit, I was leaking like a sieve.
“Be careful. You’re gonna make me come.”
“You can handle it, cowboy,” he taunted, flattening his tongue and laving my puckered hole.
My eyes slammed shut and yeah, I whimpered. I couldn’t help it. He played me like a fiddle, eating my ass as I jacked my cock. It was sensory overload, and there was no way I could hold off now.
“Fuck, I can’t—I’m gonna…”
That was the only warning I was capable of giving before my orgasm claimed me with the force of a tsunami. I braced myself on the tile, trembling through the aftermath. My vision was spotty, and I couldn’t hear much beyond the sound of my labored breathing and the steady fall of water.
But I was aware of Axel moving nearby.
He shut the spray off, toweled us dry, and led me to my room.
The irony wasn’t lost on me. This was my house, my shower, my bed, and yet he’d taken over. I didn’t mind at all.
Axel lay behind me, his erection riding my crack as he wrapped me in the cocoon of his strong arms. I couldn’t recall the last time someone had held me, surrounded me, and could easily overpower me. This was heady stuff. My spent cock pulsed hopefully. I didn’t think I’d get it up again so quickly, but I wasn’t going to leave Axel hanging.
I twisted to face him, nipping his bearded jaw and licking a trail down his body. His rigid pole hit my chin, stopping me in my tracks.
He quirked a wry smile and tapped his shaft on my cheek. “What are you waiting for?”
I held him at the base, marveled for a beat at his girth, and maybe even wondered how much I could handle. But I wanted him. Badly. I twirled my tongue at the tip and sucked precum from his slit.