Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
In his defense, it is just a graze, and with all the adrenaline in our systems and his focus on making sure I was okay, I can understand why he ignored it. He’s been a nightmare patient, too, insisting he’s fine when I clean and bandage it every day. All I have to do is pin him with a look, though, and he lets me do whatever I want.
“Ava, it’s been a week. It’s healed,” he says with a sigh, raising a brow at me.
“Let me look after you,” I snap back, sticking the bandage down and stepping back. “I love you, Axel. That means I want you to be okay. So deal with it.”
He stands, wrapping his arms around my waist. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Ava. I love you, gorgeous. You’re the best nurse I could ask for.”
That makes me giggle, and his eyes crinkle as he smiles. His smile still takes my breath away.
“Besides, not even a fatal wound could stop me wanting to touch you,” he says at the same moment he pounces, lifting me into his arms. On instinct, I wrap my legs around his waist, gasping when I feel him harden against me. “Let me show you just how fine I am.”
I squeal as he jogs through to the bedroom and throws me down on the mattress. My giggles turn to a needy whimper as I watch him yank his t-shirt off with one hand and shove down his sweatpants, stepping out of his clothes.
He prowls towards me like a predator starving for a taste, and my thighs clench as heat pools between them. He braces over me on the bed, caging me in, but this is a cage I never want to escape. My breaths come in short pants, anticipation heating the air between us.
Axel holds my gaze as his hands run over my body, stripping me out of my clothes with slow, sensual movements. By the time I’m as naked as he is, my skin feels like it’s on fire and I think I might explode if he doesn’t hurry up and touch me.
“I’ll never get tired of looking at you,” he groans as his eyes trace every exposed inch of me. “You’re the most perfect girl I’ve ever set eyes on. All mine, Ava, isn’t that right?”
“Yes!” I cry out, arching up in a silent plea for him to touch me. I’m so wet my thighs are damp, and I’m out of my mind with need purely from his closeness. “All yours, Axel. Please, I need you.”
“I’ll give you whatever you want for the rest of our lives, angel,” Axel says in that low voice that sends shivers through me. He slides his hand up my thigh, running two fingers through my center. “Fuck, Ava, you’re soaked for me.”
I can’t do anything but moan in agreement as he fills me with his fingers, dragging my wetness back up to my clit to tease the needy ball of nerves. Just when I think I can’t wait a second longer, Axel slams his mouth to mine the same second he slides his thick, long length inside me.
There’s no air, but I don’t need it to survive anyway. All I need is him. Who cares about oxygen when kissing him is so much more important? We gasp against each other, drink down each other’s moans, rise and fall together.
“So fucking perfect squeezing my cock like that,” Axel praises, lips against mine, as I tighten around him, my orgasm drawing closer. “Fuck, yes, angel, just like that. You gonna come all over my cock?”
“Axel!” I scream as he slams into me, deep and hard, over and over again until bliss crashes into me and sends me flying. Stars flash behind my eyes as I fall over the edge, clutching at Axel’s shoulders as though I can possibly get any closer to him.
“Fuck, Ava,” he groans, and I moan as I feel him come with me, filling me and claiming me entirely.
He rolls us to our sides, our legs wrapped in each other’s, our noses touching as we catch our breath.
“As much as I want to lie here naked with you forever,” he says softly, making me laugh, “I have a surprise for you.”
That makes my energy return, and I sit up, eyebrows raised as excitement flows through me. I’ve never had a good surprise before, and the idea that Axel has planned one for me makes me feel all warm and mushy. Dammit, I love this man so much. “What is it?”
He chuckles and stands, and I take a moment to admire the way the muscles on his back ripple as he stretches. “If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it?”
He’s got a point, but I pout anyway. He strolls to the wardrobe, pulls something out, and lays it on the bed. I gasp when I realize it’s a stunning blue dress, made of gorgeous satin with a skirt that flares out and a neckline that dips down, lined with pearls.