Chapter Ninety Eight

Reservations were cast aside.

Axels’ fingers brushed against the lace of my panties before moving it to the side. He gently stroked me in there, and I moaned, leaning against him. In slow movement, his fingers when round my clit, the pleasure almost unbearable. Finally, he dipped the single finger into me, pumping in and out.

"I'll add a second," he informs before his second finger sinks in. I rode his fingers fast; his chest vibrated with a deep rumble of satisfaction; I could almost feel his wants, yet he held it down, intent on just satisfying me. His fingers curled in me, hitting the 'spot' and I moaned out his name.

I claimed his lips, and he kissed me back hungrily, his fingers still thrusting deeper into me.

"Can you take one more? he asked, and I nodded. He eased out the two fingers and then slammed back in with a third added, and that had almost brought me to the edge. His thumb stroked my clit as his fingers pounded into me, and I came hard. He cradled me against his chest,