Following Her (Unexpected Heroes #2.5)(20)

“I want to feel you,” he whispered before stepping back and slowly peeling her dress away, like unwrapping the perfect gift for himself. “Damn, Ella, you’re even more perfect than I imagined,” he gasped as her high breasts were revealed to him, her nipples pink and hard and pointing straight up.

Not able to resist the temptation, he walked her backward and sat her on the bed, kneeling before her as his head leaned forward and he took one perfect circle into his mouth, tasting her, devouring her, loving her tender flesh.

“Ah, Axel . . .” she cried out as he switched sides, his fingers digging into her hips as he tried unsuccessfully to control his arousal.

He was losing control fast despite his best efforts. They had all night to make love, and he planned on doing it over and over again, but right now he needed to feel her walls gripping him, needed to bring their bodies together as one.

Standing, he unbuttoned his pants, his eyes never leaving hers as he unzipped them and pushed them down. When her eyes traveled down his body, then widened in pleasure at his full erection, he couldn’t help but feel pride.

Unable to bear their bodies apart any longer, he grabbed a condom from his pocket before tossing his pants aside and then crawled onto the bed with her, pushing her up so they could lie together. He pulled her dress the rest of the way off, but left on the incredibly sexy heels as he’d promised he would.

He then worshipped her body, his tongue laving across her skin, his lips leaving their mark as he sucked her flesh, and he made her cry out over and over again. His first taste of her womanhood had his head spinning and time lost all meaning as she cried out in pleasure.

Finally, he slipped the condom over his pulsing arousal as his fingers shook with the restraint it was costing him to pleasure her first. But the wait was worth it.

Lying in the cradle of her thighs, his eyes bored into hers as his hardness begged for entrance inside her wet heat.

“Tell me you want me,” he commanded.

“Oh, Axel, I’ve never wanted anyone more,” she moaned.

With a powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her, both of them groaning at the pure pleasure of the moment.

Axel leaned down and kissed her, his tongue slipping inside her mouth while his body lay connected with hers. Then time once again lost all meaning as he began moving, his hips thrusting powerfully as he filled her and then pulled back.

When the walls of her heat tightened around him and she cried out in pleasure, he let go, thrusting a few more times deep inside her core where he found his own release, a guttural groan ripping from him.

When he could finally open his eyes again, he realized he had to be crushing her, but she didn’t have a single complaint as her hands stroked his back.

“I guess I can’t say we’re strangers now,” she sighed when he shifted so he was lying on his back, her body draped over his. “And I’m very glad to know you.”

“Ah, baby, you’ve only scratched the surface of me. Let me teach you so much more,” he said, pulling up her chin and kissing her, excitement and wonder filling him as he felt his body already returning to life.

By morning, they both knew each other quite well.





“I think it’s been at least five years since I’ve actually carved a pumpkin,” Maycie said as she stuck the knife into her bright orange ball—with a bit too much glee, if you asked Ella.

“Maybe there’s a reason,” Reese said with a brow raised at the force with which Maycie was stabbing the pumpkin.

“Hey, I can take my rage out on this vegetable, or on someone else,” Maycie said.

“What rage?” Ella asked as she scooped out her seeds and put them in a bowl. The best part of Halloween was roasting pumpkin seeds after the carving was all finished.

“Oh, it’s nothing really,” Maycie said as she stabbed her pumpkin again.

“Okay, you totally have to spill,” Reese insisted, her technique a lot gentler as she carved her pumpkin.

“Fine! I went on a date with the most insufferable man last night, and then when I didn’t invite him in? he actually had the gall to ask me to pay him back for my half of the meal.”

Ella and Reese stopped what they were doing and stared at their friend. “You’re joking, right?”

“Nope. When I asked him what he was talking about, he went on to explain that he’d paid for dinner because he was planning on getting in my pants, and since that wasn’t going to happen he may as well at least recover some of the money on the expensive wine he’d purchased in the expectation of doing just that.”

After a moment of total silence, Ella couldn’t help it, a laugh escaped her. She tried to suppress it, but quickly gave up as more followed. “Oh my gosh, that is priceless,” she said between fits of laughter.


“I’m not telling either of you anything ever again if you don’t shut up right now!” Maycie insisted, but then her lips twitched and soon she was joining them in laughter.

“I don’t know what’s worse, dating or being single. Because it feels like years since I’ve had a decent date, or a decent kiss for that matter,” Reese said.

Ella was quiet for too long and both girls’ heads turned. “Oh, you had better spill,” Maycie insisted, her stabs against the pumpkin far less vicious now that she’d gotten her annoyance off her chest.