Remembering

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He takes my hand, pays the bill and we leave in a haste. We get in his car, and he just starts driving. We arrive at his house moments later and he's already at my car door opening it for me. He helps me out, picks me up and kisses me. It is full of heat and passion and hunger. He walks towards the front door still holding me in his arms. I move my lips from his to his jaw, down to his neck, lightly nipping and leaving small kisses behind. I hear him groan. I lick up the side of his neck to his ear and gently bite it. I hear his door unlock and he carries me in. Axl closes the door behind him and only stops to kick off his shoes, he also removes and drops mine. I giggle because my feet are ticklish, and I feel him smile against my cheek. I tilt my head to the side as he leaves gentle kisses in a burning line down my neck. He kisses my collarbone and I melt in his hands like putty. He notices and softly nips along the length of it. I let out a soft moan and can feel how wet he has made me already. We make our way to the bedroom, and he lowers me to the floor, turning me around. He runs his hands up my body to the zipper of my dress. He leans down and kisses my exposed shoulder as he unzips me. He slides the strap of my dress off of me and it falls to the floor. He turns me around and looks at me fully.

"So beautiful." he whispers as he leans in to kiss me once more. His fingers work to unclasp my bra and removes it. He tosses it aside and his warm hands return to my body, exploring, learning my shape and my curves. He caresses my breasts and another small moan escapes my lips, his fingers fondling my nipples, giving them a little pinch. I shiver and moan out. Axl smiles.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" he asks coyly.

"Yes, sir." I reply with heavy breaths. There's that spark.

'Gods, I need him so bad.' I think to myself.

"Mmm, good girl." he breathes out. He pinches my nipples again and I moan out once more. His heavy erection straining against his suit pants.

"Unh... You sound so sexy when you moan for me like that." he says in a guttural voice. He removes his hands from my body and I whimper in response, already missing his touch.

"Easy, my little minx." he states as his strong hands work to undo the buttons on his shirt. I instantly get wetter as he says those words.

"I haven't forgotten you." He removes his shirt and goes to take off his belt. He swiftly slides it out of the loops and drops it to the floor. He continues to undo his pants. I begin to squirm watching him undress. I bite my lip in anticipation of meeting his hard cock once again. He pulls his pants down, taking his boxers with them and his dick springs to attention. I eye it and meet his gaze. I bite my lip again and drop to my knees in front of him. I take him in my mouth and swirl my tongue around the tip. He releases a lowly moan. I take him in further and glide my tongue along the shaft as I suck. I slowly increase my pace and run my hands up his legs. One travels higher than the other, to play with his balls. Small, deep moans and grunts escape his lips as my tongue, hands and mouth pleasure him. I slowly take him fully into my mouth and down my throat as I grip his balls and tug gently. I hold myself still with his cock in my throat and begin to gag. Once,

'Hold it.' I tell myself. Twice,

'Wait.' Three times and I slide him out of my mouth only to swallow the accumulated saliva, and swiftly return to attacking him with my tongue. I suck harder and increase my speed again, allowing him to go deeper with each pass. He groans again, reaching down to place his hands on my head and begins to thrust his hips. I hold still and let him use my mouth. He thrusts a little deeper, reaching the back of my throat. He pulls out and returns it, only to hold it there. I gag once again and feel his cock bounce in my throat. I gag a second time and he gently pushes himself just a tad deeper. I gag a third and fourth time, back to back. He growled and pulled himself slowly out of my mouth. My eyes watery from gagging, he moves a hand to my cheek and wipes a tear away that had escaped the rim.

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