3.
Bodies swam around us in a rhythmic, sensual beat. Low, rumbling music boomed through my ears, the mixture of trance and alcohol floating through me in waves. I take in my surroundings; clouded, smoky air and coloured lights streamed through the room, amongst the mess of sweaty, euphoric bodies. I could feel the alcohol loosening my movements; calming my thoughts. Most people had lost half of their outfits and women danced amongst us in their undergarments, with wild paintings casing their faces. I feel the warmth of wasted hands fumbling all over me as muddled faces of all wild genders touch and grope and wonder along my limbs. I turn in the blurry haze, meeting Axels chiselled, gorgeous features in the dark. He smiles sensually toward me, leaning in and wrapping his long arms around my waist. My sights adjust and a hit of adrenaline courses through my veins at the touch of his fingertips digging into my latex dress. My sights set on him and the smell of bourbon filled my nostrils as he parts his mouth. Everything was becoming hazy and I was losing control of my body; my morals. I fucking loved it. As the beat of the music continued to thump through me, Axel drew his jaw along mine, bringing his mouth to my ear.
“Relax, kitten...” he hummed, and the sound of his voice sent shivers down my spine. He nibbled at my lobe, and my eyes rolled back at the sensation. They stay that way for what could have been minutes- hours- as the night took me away with this stunning, overwhelming force of a man standing in front of me. As alcohol sets in even further, I sway to the feeling of my body giving in to the party. My eyes flew open after god-knows how long, to the stir of my dress being pulled up, flipping over my ass. Woah, what the hell is happening to me? I attempt to look down instinctively, when Axels thumb lifting my chin back up to meet his face. Without warning, I crane my neck up to be met with his soft, forceful lips on mine. He probes his tongue between my lips, and I give in without a fight. Fucking hell, he tastes incredible. His tongue massages mine in smooth, practised strokes and the world fell apart around us. Completely enveloped in him, it wasn’t until his hand had already found its way beneath my panties that I felt the sweet, irresistible sensation of Axels fingers caressing my clit. My knees buckle, just to be caught by his free arm, wrapping around my waist to keep me steady.
“That’s it,” he purrs as I bite down on his hard shoulder.
“Holy shit,” I moan, unable to withhold the surprise; the body jolting feeling of pleasure building between my thighs.
“You’re already so wet for me, kitten…” He whispers into my ear, as we continue to move with the music; continue to dance amongst endless bodies of minds that have no idea what’s happening- that don’t even care what’s happening.
He leans back, sliding his hand up from my waist, to rest on the back of my head. He looks into my eyes, those dark, grey orbs glistening with mischief. He continues to fuck me with his hand, moving his fingers in rhythmic circles. I feel as though the climax inside of me was building faster than the peak of the song playing for us, and I clutch onto him for balance. He is fucking incredible, stroking my delicate skin like he had known what my body has always craved. He bites his lip; his stunning, possessive expression forcing me to teeter into dangerous territory. He begins to bend and suddenly, panic prickles at my senses. I reach for his shirt, helplessly trying to pull him back up. He shakes his head slowly, a slow, sinful grin forming on his face. He kneels to the ground and I look up with flustering anxiety. Once more, I search the room and am met with nothing apart from blurry figures moving to the music in the darkness. I see a jungle of tangled limbs, people fumbling their hands in every direction. I see tongues coming from three mouths, all licking and sucking on each other. I see sex; in its rawest, most passionate form as naked bodies fuck against walls and scratch at bare skin. I….oh, fuck.I moan loudly into the thick air as Axel bites at my thigh, lifting it to sit on his shoulder. I look down at his adoring gaze as he bites at my thigh repeatedly, marking my skin with his pearly teeth.
He looks up at me and with one last, wicked grin, he parts his lips, wrapping his mouth over my pussy. My head falls back, and I grab onto his head reflexively, forbidding him to move away. He devours me savagely, his tongue twisting, licking and sucking my clit- his fingertips digging into my thigh as his free hand feels up my torso, reaching for my breast. He works wonders between my thighs, feeding my nerves with more tenderness than I’d felt in years. Every stroke hitting that sweet, sensitive spot that makes me jitter and squirm for more. I scream into the loud room, the sound drowning out with the music and the crowd. He grips at the top of my dress without fumbling his beautiful mouth and yanks at the latex, revealing my bare, perked breast to the entire room. He grabs at my skin, squeezing my round curves and pinching at my tout nipple. The feeling sent sparks of pleasure beaming down my chest- and I could fucking swear, his touch was affecting every single nerve ending in my body. As he sucks at my skin, tasting my wet arousal- consuming me- I start to feel the familiar pull in my muscles. I fist at his hair, pushing his face further into me. I feel the vibrations of his groaning on my clit as I move my hips with his tongue, grinding against his jaw and rolling into a euphoric, endless haze of pleasure. Pressure builds inside of me as our movements become desperate and messy. He grips my breast tightly and digs his fingertips hard enough into my thigh that I knew he would release me in bruises. Grinding and moving with him, I clamp my eyes shut, revelling in the borderline painful climax that shakes my entire body. I let out a gritted, exhilarated moan as the orgasm ripples through me and my come spurs from my body, onto his lips and jaw. The effect was dizzying, and I was immensely grateful that Axel came back up soon enough to steady me on my feet. As sparks of pleasure burst at my nerves, he wipes the back of his hand on his mouth, smiling at me with the type of lustful sin that rocked me at the core.
He leans in once more, encasing my quivering lips with his. He kisses me in long, drawn out motions, swaying and embracing me until my mind trailed back to reality.
“Relax, kitten...” he hummed, and the sound of his voice sent shivers down my spine. He nibbled at my lobe, and my eyes rolled back at the sensation. They stay that way for what could have been minutes- hours- as the night took me away with this stunning, overwhelming force of a man standing in front of me. As alcohol sets in even further, I sway to the feeling of my body giving in to the party. My eyes flew open after god-knows how long, to the stir of my dress being pulled up, flipping over my ass. Woah, what the hell is happening to me? I attempt to look down instinctively, when Axels thumb lifting my chin back up to meet his face. Without warning, I crane my neck up to be met with his soft, forceful lips on mine. He probes his tongue between my lips, and I give in without a fight. Fucking hell, he tastes incredible. His tongue massages mine in smooth, practised strokes and the world fell apart around us. Completely enveloped in him, it wasn’t until his hand had already found its way beneath my panties that I felt the sweet, irresistible sensation of Axels fingers caressing my clit. My knees buckle, just to be caught by his free arm, wrapping around my waist to keep me steady.
“That’s it,” he purrs as I bite down on his hard shoulder.
“Holy shit,” I moan, unable to withhold the surprise; the body jolting feeling of pleasure building between my thighs.
“You’re already so wet for me, kitten…” He whispers into my ear, as we continue to move with the music; continue to dance amongst endless bodies of minds that have no idea what’s happening- that don’t even care what’s happening.
He leans back, sliding his hand up from my waist, to rest on the back of my head. He looks into my eyes, those dark, grey orbs glistening with mischief. He continues to fuck me with his hand, moving his fingers in rhythmic circles. I feel as though the climax inside of me was building faster than the peak of the song playing for us, and I clutch onto him for balance. He is fucking incredible, stroking my delicate skin like he had known what my body has always craved. He bites his lip; his stunning, possessive expression forcing me to teeter into dangerous territory. He begins to bend and suddenly, panic prickles at my senses. I reach for his shirt, helplessly trying to pull him back up. He shakes his head slowly, a slow, sinful grin forming on his face. He kneels to the ground and I look up with flustering anxiety. Once more, I search the room and am met with nothing apart from blurry figures moving to the music in the darkness. I see a jungle of tangled limbs, people fumbling their hands in every direction. I see tongues coming from three mouths, all licking and sucking on each other. I see sex; in its rawest, most passionate form as naked bodies fuck against walls and scratch at bare skin. I….oh, fuck.I moan loudly into the thick air as Axel bites at my thigh, lifting it to sit on his shoulder. I look down at his adoring gaze as he bites at my thigh repeatedly, marking my skin with his pearly teeth.
He looks up at me and with one last, wicked grin, he parts his lips, wrapping his mouth over my pussy. My head falls back, and I grab onto his head reflexively, forbidding him to move away. He devours me savagely, his tongue twisting, licking and sucking my clit- his fingertips digging into my thigh as his free hand feels up my torso, reaching for my breast. He works wonders between my thighs, feeding my nerves with more tenderness than I’d felt in years. Every stroke hitting that sweet, sensitive spot that makes me jitter and squirm for more. I scream into the loud room, the sound drowning out with the music and the crowd. He grips at the top of my dress without fumbling his beautiful mouth and yanks at the latex, revealing my bare, perked breast to the entire room. He grabs at my skin, squeezing my round curves and pinching at my tout nipple. The feeling sent sparks of pleasure beaming down my chest- and I could fucking swear, his touch was affecting every single nerve ending in my body. As he sucks at my skin, tasting my wet arousal- consuming me- I start to feel the familiar pull in my muscles. I fist at his hair, pushing his face further into me. I feel the vibrations of his groaning on my clit as I move my hips with his tongue, grinding against his jaw and rolling into a euphoric, endless haze of pleasure. Pressure builds inside of me as our movements become desperate and messy. He grips my breast tightly and digs his fingertips hard enough into my thigh that I knew he would release me in bruises. Grinding and moving with him, I clamp my eyes shut, revelling in the borderline painful climax that shakes my entire body. I let out a gritted, exhilarated moan as the orgasm ripples through me and my come spurs from my body, onto his lips and jaw. The effect was dizzying, and I was immensely grateful that Axel came back up soon enough to steady me on my feet. As sparks of pleasure burst at my nerves, he wipes the back of his hand on his mouth, smiling at me with the type of lustful sin that rocked me at the core.
He leans in once more, encasing my quivering lips with his. He kisses me in long, drawn out motions, swaying and embracing me until my mind trailed back to reality.