Axel:A Bad Boy Romance(26)

One by one, taking his time with the delicate buttons, he undid her  dress, stopping to kiss each inch of newly exposed skin. Her spine  tingled from his light and delicate touch before moving out towards her  fingers and toes. Her breath sped up as her dress began to slowly slip  down her shoulders.



With the last few buttons, the only thing holding up the dress were her  hands. When he was finished Marie let go and the dress fell into a  pillowy puddle at her feet. She was still wearing the corset and a pair  of black, thigh-high stockings clipped with a garter belt. Axel let out a  low growl and he spun her around and kissed her fiercely. His hands  roamed up and down her back, going lower and grabbing her ass, making  Marie gasp every time he touched her.



She broke away from the kiss. She desperately wanted him. Her breath was  coming in short bursts and she pushed him back with a hand firmly on  his chest. He was twice as big as she was but he moved as she directed.  Her light touch pushed him until his knees hit the bed and he sat down  on it.



Marie stood in front him and she maneuvered between his knees and his  hands came to rest on her hips. Her deft fingers removed his vest and  then got to work on the buttons of his tuxedo shirt. But Axel was not as  patient as she was. She had only undone three buttons when he took  matters into his own hands and ripped off his white shirt and then his  undershirt.



"So impatient," Marie said.



He pulled her towards him until she was straddling him on the bed, her  knees on either side of him. "Do you have any idea how hot you look  right now?"



She hitched her breath as he buried his face her chest and then he swung  her over him and pushed her back onto the bed. He pulled down on the  corset and she shuddered with pleasure as her breasts slipped out from  their confinement. He was on them in a second. He took her nipple  between his teeth and she strained underneath him as his tongue flicked  before he released her. He took her breast in his mouth and Marie buried  her hands in his hair and whispered the word yes. She was writhing  beneath him, her body already out of her control.



He looked up at her and gave her a wicked grin. "Don't move," he ordered  and she looked up at him. He stood up and removed his belt, pants and  shoes and then came back to the bed. He hovered over Marie and kissed  her deeply. She grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin  as his tongue explored her mouth. He broke the kiss and then began to  slowly kiss his way down her body. He settled between her legs and Marie  moved to close them. His hand stopped her and when he touched the  inside of her thigh she quivered uncontrollably.



"What are you doing?" Marie asked, though she knew what he had in mind.  All of her friends had a guy "go down on them" but never Marie. Austin  thought it was disgusting, although he never a problem with Marie using  her mouth on him. But she couldn't think about Austin, not now. Axel's  hands caressing her inner thighs were the only things she could think  about.



She closed her eyes and felt his lips on her sensitive flesh as he  kissed her. He kissed her again, but this time, his tongue slid into  her. Marie arched her back as she felt his warm tongue enter her. Her  fingers grabbed at the sheets, as she clenched her fists. His hands came  up on either side of her legs and he pulled her closer. She could feel  his tongue making long strokes inside of her. He was sliding over her  clit and making her gasp and grab at his hair, as her pleasure grew.



It felt so good. It was, by far, the best thing a man had ever done to  her. She didn't know sex could feel this good. His tongue was soft and  gentle and warm and he was teasing her with it. He was slowly,  patiently, building up her climax and all Marie had to do was lie back  and let him. She cried out his name as she felt an impossible feeling  build up inside of her. His tongue continued to move, each stroke  bringing her closer to her orgasm. She writhed beneath him unable to  control herself. Her hands were in his hair and then clutching at his  back. She was gasping for breath and whimpering and crying out in  pleasure.



Her breath hitched as she cried out for more. "Don't stop," she begged  through moans. He growled from between her legs and she could feel the  rumble in her center. Her ache was growing. She never wanted him to  stop. Her pleasure was building inside of her. She could feel it with  his every soft touch. She grabbed at his hair as she moaned. Her body  tensed and then, with a rush of electricity, she lifted her back off the  bed as she gripped his hair and her orgasm pulsed through her. Pleasure  poured through her veins, and she closed her eyes to give herself over  to it as he rode it out with her until finally spent she collapsed back  onto the bed.         

     



 



"God that was hot," he said as he licked and then bit at her nipple.



Marie felt like she had been floating somewhere above her body and now  she was coming back down to earth. She ran her hands over Axel's strong  back. She could feel his erection grazing the inside of her thigh. "I  want you," she whispered as she bit down on his earlobe.



He let out a low growl and then reached for his pants. He found his  wallet and removed a condom. Once it was on he lifted her up off the  bed. He spun her around and quickly unlaced her corset and pulled it off  her. Then Marie relaxed on her hands and knees. She felt his penis at  her opening. Axel rubbed himself against her and then slid into her. She  gasped and grabbed at the sheets as her body strained to take him all  in. He sunk even farther into her as Marie finally relaxed around him.



She could feel every inch of Axel inside of her. He pushed himself into  her and then pulled himself all the way out. Marie moaned and moved back  against him. The sensation of him entering her over and over again was  overwhelming as her body strained to accept him. He put his hands on her  hips and began a slow smooth rhythm.



Marie moved with him, pushing him even farther into her with each  thrust. She shivered as his hands clutched at her hips. Her skin grew  hot under his touch, and a shudder ran up and down her as they moved  together. His cock was lightly grazing her clit with each thrust and she  moved against him desperate for contact.



As if he could read her mind Axel bent over Marie and his thumb began to  spin circles right above where their bodies met. Marie moaned out his  name and grabbed his wrist as her still swollen clit cried out from the  sudden attention. He kissed her neck and took a lighter touch and Marie  pressed closer to him. His thumb was just barely touching her. He was  teasing her, slowly unspooling her pleasure. She moaned as he bit her  neck.



"Yes. Yes!" she cried as they continued to move together. He sped up his  thrusts and she sped up with him. She shut her eyes letting out a  haggard breath as pleasure again shot through her veins. She was sure  she couldn't come again. The last one had been almost too much. But her  body had other ideas and already her hips were out of her control  pushing and thrusting with Axel.



"God. Marie. Yes." His staccato voice was in her ear. His body was pressed against hers.



She had never felt so close to someone before. His thumb was still  moving against her and she whispered yes. She was so close. Just a few  moments more. He was going fast and hard and she was ready for him. She  moved with him, her aroused body accommodating every inch of him.



He thrust and his thumb continued to brush over clit. It was too good.  Her body tensed and she let out a whimper and then she was crying out  the word yes over and over again she convulsed and crashed against Axel.  Pleasure poured over and her eyes clamped shut as her orgasm flashed  through her. He finished with her, a loud groan and a final deep thrust  as they both gasped for breath.





Chapter Twenty-Six



Axel collapsed onto the bed, glad that the previous occupants had left  the sheets on. He fell next to Marie and rolled over onto his back and  stared up at the old brick ceiling. His hand rested on her thigh and he  gave her a light squeeze. The basement was cold, but the cool air felt  wonderful against his exposed hot skin.



"That was amazing," Axel said in a breathy voice. How was it possible  that sweet naive Marie was the best lay he had ever experienced? Then  again, though the details of her backstory were vague, he knew she  wasn't as naïve as she appeared.



"It really was," Marie agreed. She turned on her side and lay across his  chest. His hand caressed her back. With her finger she traced the lines  of the tattoo on his chest. It was two swords over a red shield. Below  the swords was a cornucopia and above it was a stag with an impressive  head of horns.



"That's my mother's family's crest. From all the way back in Ireland."



"I like it," Marie said. "I don't have any tattoos."



"You should get one. Hurts like hell, but it's worth it."