There’s only you. There’s only ever been you. I lowered my lips slowly to his, and as soon as our lips touched again, it was like someone had thrown a match on a pile of gasoline-soaked kindling. We were all tongues and lips and teeth, eating at each other like we were starving to death.

We started yanking at each other’s clothes, our lips only pausing once our shirts and my bra had been slung across the room. Then I pressed against him, our bodies bare and hot from waist to chest.

“Blaire, good God, woman. Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of holding you like this?” His hands roamed over every inch of my bare skin as if he couldn’t touch me enough. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t see straight,” he growled against my ear as his teeth sank into the lobe.

Hell to the yeah. Totally worth the risk of blindness if it got Axel’s extremely hard penis inside me.

His mouth dropped to my neck, licking and sucking from my jaw to my collarbone as I traced my fingers over his shoulders and down his arms, marveling at how well-developed his muscles were now. My hands retraced their path and found their way into his thick, dark hair, holding him to me as he kissed patiently down my chest.

“You still taste the same, baby,” he murmured as he gave me tiny love bites across my aching breasts before circling his tongue around one nipple. Jesus, his warm, deep voice sank through my skin all the way to my bones, heating me from the inside out.

I arched into him, and he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard. My body had craved his touch for so long, and now that it was happening, I had no control over my reaction to him. My hips circled over his hard erection as he continued working my nipple, savoring it with his eyes closed like it was his favorite thing in the world to do. “God, Axel. That feels so good.”

He nuzzled my other nipple with his nose before laying a soft kiss on it. “I need you, Blaire,” he whispered against my soft flesh before taking me in his mouth. It immediately pebbled into a hard peak as his rough, wet tongue slid against it, and I felt it all the way to my sex. Axel’s hands cupped my bottom and pulled me toward him, lifting his hips as we shamelessly ground against each other. “Can you feel what you’re doing to me, sweetheart?”

“Yes, and I need you, too,” I said, kissing the top of his head, savoring the fresh scent of his hair as his mouth worked wonders on my breast.