She grabbed the sides of my face, bringing it to hers, and then thrust her pelvis into mine. “I’m not going to stop you, Axel.”
That’s all I needed to hear.
I trailed my lips down her perfect neck, dipping my tongue into the crevice at the bottom of her throat. Her smooth, porcelain skin broke out in chill bumps as her breathing turned ragged, her chest heaving up and down beneath my face. I continued my trail to her cleavage and licked the tender area between her breasts. My mind might’ve been playing tricks on me, but it seemed as though they’d grown over the years. She’d never had a large chest, but she’d filled out more, enough to fill my hand.
With each kiss, each swipe of my tongue on her skin, she held my head and encouraged me to move further down her body. By the time I made it to her stomach, my hands were beneath her shirt, lifting it up to expose more of her to me. I was so impossibly hard, looking at her from this angle and watching her stomach dip with my breath, that I feared I wouldn’t actually make it through the entire duration.
Bree sat up, pushing me back with her body as she finished pulling her shirt off, throwing it on the floor next to the bed. I couldn’t take my eyes off her cotton-covered chest, and I became entranced the moment she reached around and released her bra. My breathing, which had been harsh and incontrollable just moments before, became stuck in my lungs, burning as my chest grew incredibly tight. The moment her bra fell away, I pushed my mouth back to her, latching onto her nipple with my lips, sucking, licking, toying with it as she writhed beneath me. And then I switched to the other, starting all over again.
She tugged on my shirt until I sat up, unbuttoned it, and pulled it from my arms, then I dropped it to the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. I grabbed the back of my undershirt and yanked it over my head, watching her eyes brighten.
“You have no idea, Bree…” I growled as I made quick work of the button on her jeans.
“I think I do, Axel.” She lifted her hips, allowing me to remove her pants easier. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear. But I stopped her, grabbing ahold of her wrists.
“Nah-uh. That’s my job. I didn’t wait all this time for you to take that from me.” I leaned down, catching the cotton material between my teeth, slowly dragging them down her legs before pulling them the rest of the way off.
I trailed my nose up the inside of her leg, starting at her calf and ending on her inner thigh before taking over the path with my tongue. I slowly licked my way to where I wanted her most, taking in the heady scent of her arousal.
“Axel…stop fucking toying with me,” she whispered hoarsely and let out a frustrated moan. She tried to regain control, pushing her hips into me, closing the gap between my mouth and where I knew she ached the most, but I held her down with my forearms while I continued to tease and torture her with my tongue.
“Bree, I’ve dreamt of this moment for over six years…don’t rush it, baby.”
Her body squirmed beneath mine as her fingers gripped the sides of my head. “Well, I’ve waited just as long, so hurry up before I explode.”
“Once I’m inside you…I don’t know how long I’m going to last,” I growled against her silky, wet core. I swiped my tongue up her slit, tasting her for the very first time, and immediately became an addict. Her whimper egged me on until I closed my lips over her clit and sucked. Her back arched, and the moment my fingers entered her, her gasp rang through the air, covered me in heat, and then infiltrated my body until my fingers relentlessly pumped inside of her and my tongue furiously flicked her hardened nub.
It took seconds before she had my two fingers squeezed tight inside of her as she rode out her orgasm on my face. I slowed my pace, allowing her to come down so that I could lick her clean before trailing wet kisses up her stomach to her lips.
Her hands wasted no time working my belt loose in order to remove my pants. I helped by kicking off my shoes so that she could finish disrobing me. I heard each shoe thud on the floor. She pushed down my boxers along with my slacks. Arms and legs were tangled and panting breaths were mixed as we desperately fought our way toward the same goal.
She grabbed me roughly, stroking my shaft with frenzied hands as I poured everything I had into my kiss. I wanted to confess everything…tell her how much I loved her. Tell her how much I’ve always loved her and how I’d never stop. But I was too afraid that she’d clam up and put an end to our time together. She’d been so distant since finding each other again, and if this was how I had to get through to her—keeping my thoughts to myself—then I’d keep my lips on hers and my feelings locked tight inside. I could never bear to lose her again.
Her hips lifted and she lined herself up with me. The moment I felt her heat surround me, she let up on her grip and I pushed inside, in dire need to be consumed by her warmth. But something was off…she went from desperate to panicked in a split second.
I stilled inside of her, feeling her heated tightness grip my shaft like a vise. “Bree…baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” I asked into her ear, unable to see her eyes since she had her face buried in my shoulder. “Please look at me, Bree. I need to see your face right now.”
She pulled away slightly, enough so that I could see the glistening tears in her eyes. Her fingernails dug into the skin on my back, and her thighs clenched hard around my hips. “I’m okay.”
“You don’t look okay.” I ran my fingers into her hair, holding her head to keep her from looking away. “You’re about to cry. Talk to me.”
She shook her head as best as she could and then brought her lips to mine, giving me a gentle kiss. “I swear, I’m fine. It’s just been a really long time. I wasn’t expecting it…to be like that. Don’t stop. I promise, I’m okay.”
Her body slowly relaxed beneath me and her fingers relented in their fight against the flesh on my back. I leaned down to kiss her once more, keeping my eyes open and on her face the entire time.
“How long, Bree?” I moved my hips in an unhurried rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before slowly slipping back deep inside her so that she could get used to me, underestimating what it would do to me. I was so turned on the movements were almost painful.
“Since getting pregnant with Ayla.”
Her whispered words pummeled into my chest, seizing my body and causing me to come to an abrupt halt. “Fuck, Bree. I don’t have a condom.” I nearly pulled all the way out before she wrapped her legs around my hips, holding me in place.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
“I don’t know. We’ve both been with other people.”
Her hands moved from my back to my face. “I used a condom…did you?”
My mind was torn between answering her question and asking one of my own, so I compromised by nodding and then asking, “You used a condom? But then…”
“It was defective. But I swear, he wore one.” The intensity of her stare proved that she wasn’t lying. But it did little to comfort me. “Axel, I don’t have any condoms here. Unless you have one, we either keep going like this and trust my birth control, or we stop.”
With the intense sensation of being inside her, my mind fogged over as I relaxed my arms. I fell against her, thrusting fully into her warmth. Her gasp hit my bare shoulder, and her searing breath spread along my skin. I couldn’t stop, not after finally getting to this point, and I didn’t have any protection with me. So that left only one option, and that was to push forward.
The pressure built up quickly in my lower abdomen, threatening to explode and burn me with it. I wanted Bree to come one more time before I finished, but with as fast as the start of my orgasm crept up, I didn’t know how possible that would be. But then she arched her back, pressing her slick chest against mine, and clenched her walls around my shaft. Her breathing stopped, she pushed her head into the pillow, and stretched her neck for me before letting out a low moan.