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

his legs. He looks enormous. Fully erect, he’s at least ten inches and dauntingly thick. He reaches for his wallet on the side table and pulls out a condom package.

When he hands it to me, I operate on instinct and use my teeth to open it. Everything always seemed so awkward with my previous lovers. But somehow, this feels sexy and right. I’m not quite sure what to make of it, but now is not the time for thinking. I lean forward and lick his oozing slit. I look up at him and lick the length, sucking on his sack. Only then do I roll the condom onto his cock, and he shivers with anticipation.

He bends down and kisses me again. “Just tell me when it’s too much, baby.”

He runs that heavy and hot flesh across my opening, making himself wet and slick. I moan and close my eyes in bliss. But, my eyes shoot open when the thick head presses into my opening as he drives himself slowly into my heat. Fuck! I cry out and pull at his body as I desperately want more.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No! Please keep going.”

He slowly increases the pace until he’s thrusting into my depths.

Just when I’m not sure I can take any more, he leans down and kisses me hard, his tongue caressing mine, and the tension melts away. He rolls us over, never breaking the connection, and holds my weight above him with his hands under my bottom to prevent me from taking any more of him inside.

“What are you doing?” I moan, pushing against him in an attempt to continue the pleasurable journey.

“Teasing you, of course, Mia.” Axel smiles. “I think it’s my new all-time favorite hobby.”

I want it all—fully inside me. “I need more of you,” I complain. “All of you.”

“Are you sure you can handle more of me?” he asks with a smirk.

“I’m desperate for you.”

“I know.” He grins and rolls onto his back, keeping our connection. “Hence the word tease.” His strong arms lift my body up and down on his length, entirely controlling how much of him is able to slide into my tight, twitching body.

My hands are on his hard pecs for balance, and I can’t get over how ripped and strong he is. “Torment would be a better word.”

He grins. “Poor Mia. I can drop you straight down onto the entire length of me? Is that what you’re asking for? For me to drive uncontrollably into you?”

As the naughty words leave his mouth, my internal muscles clench around him, answering the question on my behalf. Without any warning, Axel releases my body, allowing it to do just as he threatened. I scream as the entirety of Axel plows from beneath me into my tight, wet, swollen sex.

“You didn’t let me answer!” I gasp.

“Sorry, but your body answered for you,” he growls, lifting me once again so I’m suspended partway up his cock. “Let me show you.”

“‘Oh God,” I moan, squeezing him in anticipation as I hover above.

“Are you ready to feel the full extent of my hard, unrestrained cock slamming into you again, Mia?”

My channel clamps around him. His thumb circles my hard nub.

“If it’s too much, we can do something else.”

This feels too good to do anything else. I shake my head, lean back, and enjoy the pleasure he’s pulling from my body. I close my eyes and put every ounce of focus into rhythmically rocking my hips, trying to offer Axel some of the pleasure he’s selflessly given me.

Axel’s muscles tighten, and he groans as he reaches his own climax.

Sparks rush out from my center as I cling to the man driving bolt after bolt of lightning into me. I wrap my legs around his ass and hold him tight to regain some control over myself. Gradually, my mind settles back inside my body, and I lie across him.

Axel slips his softening cock from me and lies alongside. I settle myself against him, kissing his shoulder fondly. He smiles, and I sigh with happiness, content to be wrapped in his arms.

Chapter 8

Axel

Crap. I can’t believe we did that. It was amazing, but now for the awkward after-chat.

I clear my throat. “Damn, that was fun.”

She smiles. “I think it was better than fun. I don’t usually jump into bed on my first date.”

“I know what you mean,” I say, though I’m ready to go again. “The emotions of this day have been incredible—flying down here and watching that game…”

“Can you believe what Jeremy accomplished? I mean, he’s seventeen years old.” Mia rolls over to look at me. “He could have a career that lasts decades. Nolan Ryan played until he was forty-six. It’s incredible.”

“He’s young, but did you see how well he handled everything?”

She sighs. “I know. He’s a natural. I’m so glad I was there to see him break the record.”

She’s so beautiful, and she reaches for my cock. My eyebrows rise.

“I did say it was better than a lot of fun,” she murmurs. “I wouldn’t mind another round. Seems like you’re up for it.”

“Oh, I’m up for it.” I roll her on her back and run my fingers through her wet slit. She’s so sexy. I reach for another condom and rip the foil packaging open as I kneel between her legs. “This time will be all about you.”

I open my eyes the next morning and have to tamp down the excitement growing inside me. When Nate suggested staying for the second game, I was sure I could find excuses to not spend every minute with Mia, if I needed to. But somehow that’s not at all what I want. Just the opposite…

I love her passion for baseball. She’s beautiful,