6– Moans and Pleasure

Lily’s chest quaked with heaves, her skin quivering as Axel moved his finger in and out of her. It was just a single finger, but the precision of his stroking was taking her places.

“Oh gosh, Axel,” she breathes a moan, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

Axel’s response is a groan. He loves to see her like this, he loves that she’s letting him in. His desperation for her grows stronger, but he reminds himself to be patient and wait for the right time. “You like it, don’t you?” He asks on a rasp, his tongue moving slowly over her tight nipple.

“Yes. . .” Lily responds, pleasure seeping through her tone of voice.

“Do you want more?” He asks again, “tell me you want more, little bird.” Just as the words fill Lily’s ears, Axel pushes another finger into her, pushing both fingers so deep into her until his knuckles disappear into her. And then he curls the fingers.

“Oh fuck! Oh my gosh!” Lily screams out in both pain and pleasure, her back arching off the bed.

Axel’s firm hand holds her down, keeping her steady for him. His eyes dance across her writhing body, his mind reeling with imaginations of the things he intends to do to her.

To fuck her, to spit on her, to bend her over, to love her body, worship her pussy like his religion.

His eyes darken at such dirty thoughts, his voice thick with desire when he growls, “That’s right, baby, god you’re so wet for me.” His cock tightens with a pulse as Lily’s walls begin quivering around his fingers. “Do you want to come, are you close?”

As he asks the question, he pumps into her faster, grazing the spot that drags screams after screams of pleasure out of her throat.

And he can’t stop himself from whimpering. He might be the one providing his woman the pleasure, but he’s feeling it the most. With the way his cock is straining with desperation to be put inside her, with the way his pre-cum is leaking out of him.

He’s tethering at the edge of euphoria and he’s not even inside her yet.

“Oh. . .oh. . .please. . .” Lily screams when his pace doesn’t relent.

“Tell me, little bird,” he implores, his voice strained.

“I want more,” she whimpers, her knees buckling, “give me more, daddy.”

That name again.

Fuck!

Now he’s going to give her more, take her places that might be foreign to her.

“Good girl. . .” He grunts rhythmically. “My good girl.” As his words of praise make it out, his tongue glides lazily along Lily’s wet slit, stopping at her swollen bud.

His lips encloses around her clit and her voice becomes the most melodious sound he’s ever heard. 

He groans against her, relishing her wonderful and exquisite taste on his tongue. So soft, so fucking wet. . .he attacks her with his mouth, his tongue, and his fingers.

Like a beast who hadn't eaten for days, he began  to lick her folds. His tongue deepened in this sweet abyss as he mouth-fucked her like his  life depended on it.

 

Lily’s body vibrated vigorously as Axel lapped her hungrily. Her moan was wild, cuss words spewing from her lips, announcing her nearing orgasm.

Axel moves to take his fingers out of her, but her walls clenched around his fingers in protest, more wetness pooling out of her.

She’s wild. And he’s just realizing that he’s slowly unraveling her wild side. A feeling of pride surged through him as he continued licking and sucking her.

His dick was already twitching painfully, his muscles tightening with so much more desperation to be buried inside this wet cunt, but he didn’t stop eating her out like it was his last meal.

He finally removed his fingers from her protesting pussy and lifted her legs over his shoulders before pushing the fingers back in and diving back in with his mouth.

Lily’s hands found Axel’s hair, fisting a chunk and pulling as her body shook aggressively.

“Oh! I’m. . . I’m. . .” She writhed, that familiar sensation of an orgasm shooting through her bones, her pussy clenching and unclenching.

"Let go, baby girl. I want to see you come so hard and long for Daddy.”

Axel barely got his words out before orgasm was wracking through Lily with so much violence. Axel held her down, steadying her shaking body as he lapped the juices that looked out of her.

“Just like that, daddy! Yes. . .oh god! Yes!” Her voice echoed through the room, tears pricking the corners of her eyes as she continued writhing in pleasure.

“That’s it, baby. Let go, give it to me.” Axel urged as he continued milking her dry.

This was too much for Lily. So much more than she had imagined.

So this is what being handled like a man felt like—she wondered as she breathed herself into calm.

She watched as Axel slowly eased his fingers out of her and directed the coated fingers into his mouth. He sucked the digits clean, a hum of approval rumbling in his throat.

The act got Lily all hot and needy again, causing her to drag her eyes down Axel’s waist where his cock is straining against his pants.

Axel is quick to notice her eyes, the desire behind those beautiful green orbs.

“Axel. . .” She whispers, popping her bottom lip into her mouth.

Axel shakes his head as he climbs down the bed, a smile of satisfaction tugging at his lips. “Not today, little bird, you’re not ready.”

His rejection deflates her ego and she can’t hide her disappointment. The pout on her lips drags a scoff out of Axel’s mouth. This is what he wanted; to give her the kind of pleasure that’ll make her crave and beg for him.

This is just the beginning of her obsession with him and he plans to make sure of it.

He quickly disappears into the bathroom and appears back with a towel. One which he uses to wipe his woman clean.

God, he’s a dream. My father did his big one with this arrangement. . .she thought to herself.

When he’s done cleaning her up, he puts her into his shirt, places a soft kiss on her forehead and whispers, “I have a surprise for you later tonight. Be ready by eight pm.”

And as Lily goes back to her  suite on wobbly legs, she can’t help but wonder what surprise this dream of a man has for her.