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Chapter 9

Author: Daisy Jolliffe
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-23 19:34:14

“Fuck… you’re so tight,” Axel growled through gritted teeth, his voice thick with pleasure as Mia slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing cock. The stretch was intense. It had been years since she’d been this intimate with anyone, and the pressure, the heat, the way he filled her—it felt good. It almost scared her how good it felt.

She took a moment to adjust to his size before beginning to move, hips rolling, testing different paces and angles, all while watching his face. Learn him. Know what he likes. Knowledge was power, and right now, Mia needed every ounce of control she could claw back. But Axel wasn’t going to make this easy. His expression stayed frustratingly composed, save for the flare of lust in his dark eyes. The tension in his jaw was the only tell of just how much he wanted to lose control.

His hands lifted to her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples before gently tugging, pinching, teasing, sending sparks through her core as she moved her hips in wide circles.
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