He took his briefs down and Leighton covered her mouth in mock horror as his thick cock rose before her. “It’s a huge, enormous, massive beast.”
“Punk.” He shook his head with a grin. “You’re going to pay for that.”
For some reason she thought of those handcuffs he carried. It had been terrifying when he’d clapped them on her by the side of the road. But what would that feel like here, in his bed? Her breathing increased rapidly and she felt her panties dampen.
“What dirty thoughts are you having, little Miss Leighton?”
“I’m picturing you punishing me.”
Axl growled. “Damn. You’re going to kill me.” He bent over and took her nipple into his mouth.
Leighton stared down at the top of his dark hair and marveled at how fantastic it felt to have his tongue lathe over her tight nipple. He seemed to know instinctively when he had driven her to madness, and then he would shift to the other and start it all over again. She gripped his arms and let her head ease to the side while she was swept away by the concentrated pleasure.
But then when she realized she could just about orgasm from his skilled sucking and teasing, she realized she wanted to drive him as crazy as he did her. She wrapped her legs around him and said, “On your back now.”
He paused to glance up at her. “Bossy. I like it.”
She gave him a sassy smile. “If I could flip you right now I would. But I can’t so I’m going to demand that you get on your back.”
“Done.” Axl grabbed her and rolled her with him when he went onto his back.
Leighton enjoyed the ride. He gripped her with firm hands and muscular thighs and when she tumbled over she landed on the hard plane of his chest.
“Now you have me right where you want me,” he said, giving her ass a firm squeeze. “Torture me.”
That was the plan. Leighton sat up, her thighs spread on either side of his. She took her time, exploring his body with her fingers and the palms of her hands. He had beard stubble that she brushed over, testing the coarseness of his hair, and flipping her thumb over his bottom lip. He tried to bite her finger but she drew it back quickly.
“Be still,?
? she told him. “I want to play with you.”
His eyebrows rose. “So I’m your toy? I like it.”
“I don’t get to feel muscles very often. I want to fully enjoy the experience.”
“Don’t forget the most important muscle.”
She knew what he meant, of course, but she tried to wiggle her finger into his mouth. “Your tongue?”
He licked her finger. “No.”
Leighton giggled. She couldn’t believe that she could feel this way. Both turned on and amused. She felt… giddy with Axl. Bending down she briefly sucked his nipple, then kissed her way down the pecs and to his rock-solid abs. His body was like a day at an amusement park. She just ran from one attraction to the next.
Below that sexy V on either side of his hips was the magnificent cock she had felt more than she had seen. Now she wanted to study him, from the tip on down the full shaft and to his tight balls. With each brush of her fingers down the silken skin he made a little sound in the back of his throat that pleased her. “Can I suck you?” she asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to tease him the way he teased her.
“You can suck me for as long as you want. I’m not going anywhere.”
The words squeezed her heart just a little. He didn’t mean anything by them but her stupid, attach-too-easily heart wanted it to be otherwise.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” she said, flicking the tip of her tongue over his tip.
Axl gave a little hiss but otherwise stayed still. “Really? You’re a dirtier girl than I realized.”
Instead of responding to that, she opened her mouth and slid down onto his shaft. It was a lot to handle but only in the best way possible. The growl he gave encouraged her to go as deep as she could. It made her feel powerful to have this strong man in her grip. She pulled back, letting her mouth pop off of him. When she took him again, she gripped him with her hand below her mouth and stroked with both.
“Leighton, that’s good, babe. So good.”
It was. She slid over him repeatedly, switching up the depth each time to keep him guessing. She shifted her hands down over his balls and cupped them, giving a small squeeze. So much of Axl was hard, rough, and holding his sensitive balls in her grip made her feel like she was completely in control. If that sharp inhale he gave was any indication, he seemed okay with that.