Axe’s Fall(7)

But you’re driving me fucking crazy! Baylee ran her fingers down his back as he blazed a wet trail from her neck to her collarbone. She slipped her hand between her legs, needing to touch her aching mound to relieve some of the pressure. But before she could even graze her swollen lips, Axe grabbed her hand and brought it up.

“You’ll touch yourself when I tell you to. For now, I’m the only one who gets to touch your pussy. Is it aching to be touched?” His finger circled the skin around her nipples.

Nodding, Baylee squirmed again, trying to reposition herself so his thigh would hit it. No such luck; he was unmovable, his legs like steel rods. And what the hell was he doing to her chest? His finger kept coming so close to her hardened nipples, but he just missed them as he played with her breasts. Axe’s tongue scorched her skin as it traced her collarbone, and that damn hand of his teased as it rested on her inner thigh, millimeters away from her shuddering mound. Baylee’s body was in a state of agitation. It was like every nerve was a livewire, ready to short-circuit at any second.

Then he grasped her arms and put them above her head. He drew back and stared at her quivering flesh: her hardened, dusky buds, her glistening pussy, her slightly parted and trembling legs. His dark glance started from her hazel eyes then moved slowly over her body down to her feet before heading up again, lingering for a few seconds on her sex and tits. As he assessed her, she swept her look over his chiseled chest, noticing a large cobra tattoo spread over it, the evil eyes boring into her. Axe’s stomach was flat, a sprinkling of dark hair disappearing beneath the waistband of his pants, which clearly showed he had a raging hard-on. From the way his pants bulged, she suspected his dick was a big one, and her mouth watered from just thinking about how it would taste and feel in her mouth.

“Liking what you see?” His rough voice brought her eyes to his face. He smirked. “That’s good, ‘cause I’m lovin’ what I’m seeing.”

In one movement, he slid his belt out of its loops. “You want to be tied up, baby?”

His question went straight between her legs and she swiveled her hips, trying in vain to clench her thighs together to relieve some of the ache.

A small chuckle. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

He held her wrists together and looped the belt around them. Raising her arms above her head, he secured the belt through the slats on the headboard, tying it in place. She pulled down and realized she really was tied up and couldn’t get undone without his help. Her body was on fire, but her mind kept screaming what a fool she was. I’m letting a stranger tie me up. I’m helpless with a man I know nothing about. But the way he makes me feel is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

He loomed over her, his face inches from hers, his voice breaking in on her thoughts. “If you want me to untie you, just say ‘Harley.’ Cool?”

“Like the motorcycle?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” Crazy or not, I’m going to let this hunk take me on the ride of my life.

“Good girl.” He leaned down and took her bottom lip in his mouth, sucking it before his tongue moved inside.

Baylee kissed him back with such hunger it startled her. It was like she was a starving woman. And in a sense, she guessed she was. She hadn’t had sex in over a year, and the few men she’d slept with in the previous four years didn’t stir even one ounce of the passion this stranger had in the short time they’d been together. What was it with him? He was a sex god, and it was her lucky night. Being tied up made her feel so out of control, and she loved every second of her erotic vulnerability.

Axe pulled away from her mouth then kissed her cheek, trailing kisses down to the sensitive stretch of skin along the side of Baylee’s body. Her creamy flesh was taut due to her bondage, and she sucked in her breath when Axe’s tongue skimmed over her. The way he licked and scratched sent a rush of goosebumps in its wake. Moaning softly, she twisted and turned, her restraints heightening the sexual experience.

“Keep your legs open and don’t close them. Understand?” he growled as his nipped her sensitive flesh.

She spread her legs wide, the touch of air cooling her dripping mound. She looked down at Axe and met his hungry eyes. Her stomach flip-flopped. Remember, Baylee, this is a one-night stand. Nothing more. You just lucked out and got a guy who knows how to fuck.

“You got a great body, darlin’.”

“Thanks. I try to stay fit.”

He chuckled and moved his mouth to her tits. While he gently bit her breasts, his hand continued lightly tickling the sides of her body. The delicate skin under her arms purred each time he caressed it. It was official—her whole body, even her scalp, was burning.