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She nodded enthusiastically. “Good.”

Axl rose to his feet and put his hand on the button of his pants. Leighton scissored her feet frantically to rid herself of her shorts entirely. They had still been trapped around her ankles. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Axl looked like a stripper. He really did. His chest was broad and defined. His abs were rock solid and as he took his work pants down she saw a thick erection straining against black briefs.

That was promising.

She couldn’t say she was picky. A man couldn’t help what he was born with and she figured as long as someone knew how to use it, size didn’t matter. But that didn’t mean that she wasn’t just a little curious and excited to feel Axl’s hard and probably large cock inside her. Because yeah, she was. Swallowing hard, she was about to divest herself of her shredded kimono wrap when Axl removed his briefs and she saw all her convictions were about to be tested. Maybe size did matter because what she was looking at made all its predecessors pale in comparison.

Axl rolled on a condom he’d dug out of his wallet and turned back to her. He ran his hands over her, slowly, from her shoulders to her breasts, teasing at her nipples, making them harden. Leighton gave a soft moan, goosebumps raising on her flesh. He moved past her belly button, outlining her hips with both hands, before moving to cup her sex. “I love everything about your body,” he said. “You’re so gorgeous.”

She felt his desire. It was reverberating off him, making her aroused even more if that were possible. It meant everything to her that he seemed happy with her just the way she was, instead of wanting something different or more. He didn’t want her to perform. Just be herself. The feeling was definitely mutual. “And you’re hot. I want to touch you.”

She did. She wanted to run her hands over all those many muscles, including that thick erection.

“In a minute,” he said.

Then without warning he grabbed her ankles and yanked her to the edge of the bed then raised them. “Put your feet on my shoulders,” he urged. “I’ve been fantasizing about that ever since your co-worker mentioned it last night.”

The sudden movement robbed her of breath, but it made a lightning bolt of heat shoot through her pussy. Not to mention the visual she now had in her head. At the time he’d said it, Jackson had mortified her but in the twenty-four hours since it had played in her head over and over to major distraction. “Me too. I’m looking forward to it.”

She wasn’t sure why she said that other than it was the truth but Axl gave a soft laugh. “So polite. But I’m glad to hear it.”

“Jackson said by midnight but I think we missed that deadline.”

Axl leaned over and glanced at his phone he had dropped on the nightstand. “11:52. Damn, I’m good.”

She laughed, feeling giddy right along with turned on. “I’m impressed.”

He lifted her feet so they rested on his shoulders. God, she needed to go back to yoga. She couldn’t hold herself up but Axl seemed undeterred. He clapped an arm across her legs and held her solidly against him. The blood rushed to her head and she felt dizzy. Or maybe that was just the anticipation. With his other hand he used his fingers to test her dampness and to ease her apart.

Then he was there, teasing at her opening with the tip of his hard cock. He moved in torturous circles, slicking up his cock, easing it over her clit, then back to dip inside her again. Leighton moaned. “That feels good.”

“I haven’t even done anything yet.”

“You’ve done a lot in my book.” The oral sex, the orgasm… whatever she might have said was lost on a gasp when he pushed into her with a hard, driving thrust.

To her complete and utter shock she had an orgasm. All that teasing with his tip, then feeling him fully stretch her, bumping her G spot, sent her over the cliff. She gave a cry of shock and pleasure and met his intense gaze.

“Holy shit,” he said.

Her feelings exactly.

* * *

Axl hadn’t expected Leighton to come again so quickly and he had to say it was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever seen. Paired with the way her pussy was hot and tight around his cock he was just about drowning in pleasure. Her tits were bouncing with each hard thrust into her welcoming body and her plump lips were parted as she gave her cry faded into a low moan.

Her orgasm had her inner muscles clamping down on him, and a rush of warm moisture made for a slick, tight passage for him to bury himself in. He had been expecting something amazing with Leighton and fuck, this did not disappoint. Her hair was spread out around her head and above it from when he had dragged her down the length of the bed, her shirt torn open. Her bra dangled on her wrist and her nipples were pert and begging for his touch. He reached down with his free hand and teased one of the buds.

“Oh, shit, stop, Axl, I can’t…” Her eyes were wide, her head turning back and forth like it was sensory overload.

He just held her legs tighter as she tried to escape and fucked her harder. She had the absolute perfect body for pounding into and he wanted her to take all his intensity.

“I can’t,” she said again. “I’m going to come…”

She said it like it was a bad thing. “So come, baby. Come again with my cock inside you.”

Leighton’s cheeks and her chest were stained pink and she looked dewy and sex

y and stunned. Her eyes drifted closed when she let go. This time she exploded silently, head back, mouth open, tits arching up toward him.