Champagne Brunch: The Stiletto Sisters Series by Ainsley Claire (easy readers .txt) 📗

“Are you still good with sticking around for the rest of the series?” Axel asks me. “Since Jeremy won’t be playing tomorrow, we can get to know each other without all the craziness.”

“I’d like that,” I say.

Chapter 7

Mia

It’s past midnight now, and Axel has stood with me throughout the evening and into the night during the party in Nate’s suite. Axel’s warmth with Oliver during the game and the way he took care of Jeremy after the game have told me a lot about who he is. He stayed with Jeremy during all the interviews, and when he could tell Jeremy had done as many as he could take, Axel shooed everyone away. I really like what he’s shown me about himself.

He bumps my shoulder with his, and I can feel the heat rolling off of him. My body has been screaming to play, and his subtle touches all day have told me he feels the same way.

“Do you want to go to my room?” Axel asks. He leans in and his warm breath sends jolts to my core. “I don’t want to assume, but we’ve had hours of time with all these people, and I wouldn’t mind some time alone with you.”

I turn to him and smile. “I think I’d like that.”

The party is still raging and probably will be for a while. They won’t miss us.

Axel leads me out by the hand to the elevator, where the electricity crackles between us. We ride down to the fifteenth floor, and he leads me to his room. My room is just across the hall. How convenient. After the lock gives us the green light to enter, he holds the door open for me to pass in front of him.

I’m not even nervous. I’m just buzzing from the celebration of today. It’s been one of my best by far.

When the door closes behind us, Axel touches a wall switch and a gentle light bathes the room. “I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get here,” he says, looking into my eyes.

“I get it. It was a huge night for Jeremy, and he needed you.”

“I can’t believe how perfect you are.” Axel shakes his head, but his eyes never leave my lips. “I want to kiss you.”

I smile and step forward to press myself against his body. All day I’ve been wanting to do this—the kiss at the ballpark hardly counted. He tilts my head up and his lips gently press against mine. I sigh as he strokes his bottom lip across mine, and my breath catches. I moan at the sensual touch.

He caresses my neck, and a shiver runs through my body. As our tongues do a slow and erotic dance, my skin prickles with electricity. His hand moves to my back toward the curve of my ass. I can feel his erection growing at my apex, and I know where I want this to go tonight.

My grip tightens on him as he squeezes the globes of my ass, and our kiss becomes more feverish. His hands slide up to the bottom of my T-shirt, and he breaks the kiss to pull it over my head.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

I can’t speak. I can’t string any words or sounds together. He’s lit every cell in my body on fire. I stare at him and nod. His lips move to my neck, and I gasp as I lick and kisses his way down.

I reach for the buttons on his shirt as Axel pulls back to stare at my breasts in their demicup bra. Right now, it barely contains me. He places his hands under my breast and lifts them reverently. My hard nipples appear over the edges of the cups. He immediately sucks one into his mouth, and the bliss of the intense sensation overtakes me. He gently squeezes and tugs on the second nipple as he strokes the first with his tongue.

I clutch his head and pull him tighter against me, probably threatening to suffocate him. His attention turns to my breasts and pushes me over the edge, and I shudder with a small orgasm.

Stroking the tent in his pants, I can tell he’s big and hard. While I struggle with the button on his jeans, I finish the last few buttons of his shirt and push it off his shoulders. His jeans soon follow.

“I think someone here needs to lose her jeans, too.”

I bite my lip as I stare at the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. For a moment I’m overcome by its size, and I’m not sure it will ever fit, but I’m willing to take one for the team and try.

He steps back as I unbutton and remove my jeans, and I stand before him in my La Perla boy shorts and matching bra.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

I lean back on the bed, and he slips the bra off of me and worships my tits with his mouth and hands until I’m squirming with desire.

His fingers stroke my seam through the panties. “You’re so wet.” He moves lower. The heat coming from my center is intense. Hooking his fingers under the elastic of my underwear, he pulls them down. “You’re absolutely beautiful.” He parts my thighs and nestles between them. His tongue dips between my folds, and he sucks and pulls on the nub. A second orgasm rolls through me.

I hold my breasts, pinching the nipples between my fingers as my toes curl. I feel his fingers find the magic spot deep inside me and massage. He slurps my juices as I moan and hold his head against me.

“Axel! Please! I need you inside me! Please!” I gasp as I push his head away.

He climbs up my body, his eyes filled with raw need as his cock bobs between