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Chapters (123)
  1. DELAY OF GAME
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. PRE-GAME
  5. PRE-GAME
  6. FIRST QUARTER
  7. FIRST QUARTER
  8. 1. Blaire
  9. Blaire
  10. 2. Axel
  11. Axel
  12. 3. Blaire
  13. Blaire
  14. 4. Axel
  15. Axel
  16. 5. Blaire
  17. Blaire
  18. 6. Axel
  19. Axel
  20. 7. Blaire
  21. Blaire
  22. 8. Blaire
  23. Blaire
  24. 9. Axel
  25. Axel
  26. 10. Blaire
  27. Blaire
  28. 11. Axel
  29. Axel
  30. 12. Blaire
  31. Blaire
  32. SECOND QUARTER
  33. SECOND QUARTER
  34. 13. Axel
  35. Axel
  36. 14. Blaire
  37. Blaire
  38. 15. Axel
  39. Axel
  40. 16. Blaire
  41. Blaire
  42. 17. Blaire
  43. Blaire
  44. 18. Blaire
  45. Blaire
  46. 19. Blaire
  47. Blaire
  48. 20. Blaire
  49. Blaire
  50. 21. Blaire
  51. Blaire
  52. 22. Axel
  53. Axel
  54. 23. Blaire
  55. Blaire
  56. 24. Axel
  57. Axel
  58. 25. Axel
  59. Axel
  60. 26. Blaire
  61. Blaire
  62. 27. Blaire
  63. Blaire
  64. 28. Axel
  65. Axel
  66. 29. Blaire
  67. Blaire
  68. THIRD QUARTER
  69. THIRD QUARTER
  70. 30. Blaire
  71. Blaire
  72. 31. Axel
  73. Axel
  74. 32. Blaire
  75. Blaire
  76. 33. Axel
  77. Axel
  78. 34. Blaire
  79. Blaire
  80. 35. Blaire
  81. Blaire
  82. 36. Blaire
  83. Blaire
  84. 37. Blaire
  85. Blaire
  86. 38. Axel
  87. Axel
  88. 39. Blaire
  89. Blaire
  90. FOURTH QUARTER
  91. FOURTH QUARTER
  92. 40. Blaire
  93. Blaire
  94. 41. Blaire
  95. Blaire
  96. 42. Blaire
  97. Blaire
  98. 43. Axel
  99. Axel
  100. 44. Axel
  101. Axel
  102. 45. Blaire
  103. Blaire
  104. 46. Blaire
  105. Blaire
  106. 47. Axel
  107. Axel
  108. 48. Blaire
  109. Blaire
  110. 49. Axel
  111. Axel
  112. 50. Axel
  113. Axel
  114. 51. Blaire
  115. Blaire
  116. 52. Blaire
  117. Blaire
  118. POST-GAME WRAP-UP
  119. POST-GAME WRAP-UP
  120. Afterword
  121. Acknowledgments
  122. About Author
  123. Also By Jade

I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him down onto me, a thin layer of sweat already forming between our bodies. “I love you, too, Axel.” He pushed all the way into me in a single hard stroke, and we both groaned before his lips took mine in a bruising kiss. Then he was driving forcefully into me, and I cried out into his mouth as his thick crown stroked me exactly where I needed him. I swear to God, this man had the exact GPS coordinates for my G-spot, and he hit it every damn time.

“You’re so. Fucking. Hot,” he grunted, punctuating each word with a slick, deep thrust into my core.

I clenched my eyes tightly shut as I started to come, pressing my face against his shoulder. “Ax baby, I’m coming. So. Hard. God, yes!” I was clutching him with my arms and legs as he rode out my orgasm with deliberate, powerful thrusts, all the colors of a kaleidoscope flashing against the dark backdrop of my eyelids as the climax overtook my body.

He kissed the side of my face, and I could feel him smiling. He smiled every time I came. I think he enjoyed my orgasms more than he did his own. “Damn, that was so good, Axel,” I panted against his shoulder.

He sat back on his heels and hauled me up against him like I weighed nothing. “Ride me, sweetheart,” he urged as his big hands gripped my hips and guided me up and down his length. “God, Blaire. Yes, baby. Fuck me with that tight little pussy.” He was slamming me down onto him as he thrust upward to meet me, and I rested my face in the crook of his neck, licking and sucking his salty skin frantically as we pounded against each other. “I missed you so much, Blaire,” Ax whispered.

“I missed you, too. God, you’re so deep inside me, Ax,” I moaned as I stroked my hands up and down his back, feeling the muscles bunch with every movement. Then I squeezed his rock-hard biceps and felt my pussy start to clench. Axel Fucking Broxton was hands down the champion of arm porn fantasies. I could almost come just by looking at his huge biceps and thick forearms. Add that to his dick pummeling my cervix, and I was tossed directly into the throes of another killer orgasm.