“No. It was fuckin’ great.” She knew she was feeding into what she had seen as a huge ego, but she didn’t care. He deserved a pat on his back—or better yet, a pat on his ass—for making her come so hard, harder than she’d ever come before.
“Do you like big cocks?” he asked as he trailed his fingertips over her stomach.
Shivering, she said, “You have a big one.”
“Yeah…?”
“You know you do. I’m sure the women love it.”
“Haven’t gotten any complaints. You want my big cock in your tight pussy?”
Nodding, Baylee licked her lips.
Axe kissed her stomach and murmured against it, “I aim to please.”
He leaned over and undid the belt, freeing her wrists. Running his finger over her nails, he said, “I want to feel these digging into my back and ass as I fuck you.” Then he hoisted her legs up over his shoulders and spread her wide. Smacking his lips, he bent down and swiped his tongue over her wetness several times. “You taste delicious.”
Baylee moaned and grasped his shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh.
“That’s it, baby,” Axe groaned. “Harder. Draw some blood.” He winked at her then reached over and grabbed his pants next to them. After securing the condom over his shaft, he moved his cock to her heated slit, slowly pushing in.
“Oh. Mmm, that feels good,” she whispered as she dug her nails in deeper.
“I’m sure it does. I’m gonna fuck your pussy hard and rough, ‘cause I’m betting you like it that way. Am I right?”
“You know you are.”
She watched him as he looked at his cock entering her, a smile of pure joy spreading over his face. Then he was in, and his dick made her feel full.
“Damn, you’re tight. When’s the last time you fucked?”
Embarrassed, she lied, “A few nights ago.”
“Is that right? You’ve got a tight cunt, sweetheart.”
The headboard slammed against the wall as Axe pummeled her over and over, his feral grunts and her deep moans filling the room. Baylee balled the sheets as she turned her head sideways and closed her eyes, her nerves tingling and on high alert as her pleasure rose steadily. Before she could savor her building orgasm, Axe flipped her over on her knees, pushed her head and tits against the mattress, spread her thighs wide, and shoved his delicious dick back inside. As he pounded her, he grabbed her long, brown hair and pulled it back, making her scalp burn and her eyes water. She stuffed the sheet in her mouth to help quiet the screams threatening to erupt from her.
When he rubbed the side of her engorged clit, she lost it, and her screams came out as low, guttural rasps against the sheet. A thousand jolts of intense ecstasy coursed through her body as she bucked and trembled, her legs spastic, threatening to collapse. He groaned and thrust a few more times before he pulled out and collapsed next to her, panting and heaving, his magnificent chest rising and falling.
Baylee rolled over onto her back and covered her forehead with her arm.
“Oh, my God. That was intense,” she said between breaths.
He reached over and squeezed her tit. “Glad it was good for you.”
“Was it for you?” she asked tentatively.
“Fuck yeah.” He stood up and padded to the bathroom, his firm ass flexing with each step.
Baylee remained in bed wondering what the protocol was for a one-night stand. Did she thank him and show him the door? Did she ask him if he wanted to spend the night? What the hell was she supposed to do? She sat up and finger-combed her hair.
“Ready for another round?” Baylee looked over her shoulder and saw that Axe’s wonderful dick was erect once more. How can he be hard again so quickly? The guy is amazing.
“Sure, why not?” She flashed him a devilish grin.
A crooked half-smile crossed his face. Standing next to the bed, he dragged her toward him. “Yeah. Why the fuck not? The fun is just beginning.”
Chapter Three
The morning sun streaming in through the picture window woke Baylee up. As she squinted through sleep-bleary eyes, she brought her slender fingers to her temples and pressed hard, trying to quell the incessant pounding. She groaned and covered her eyes with her hands. Damn, my head hurts. It feels like a freight train is running through it. Fuck. Pushing herself up, she staggered toward the bathroom in search of some aspirin.
After swallowing a couple of pills, she shuffled back to the room, the sunbeams stabbing her eyes. Closing the curtains, she welcomed the darkness of the cool room. What a night. I drank too much and fucked too much. Her cheeks burned brightly, and a funny squiggle seized her stomach when she thought of the dirty deeds she and her one-night stand had engaged in the previous night. But in that moment, with a pounding head and sore muscles, she realized they may have been a bit overzealous.