Axe's Fall: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 4)

by Chiah Wilder

  “I’m fine. Thanks for a nice evening.”

  “I’m gonna make sure you make it to your room. Come on.”

  They crossed the lobby and stepped into the waiting elevator. Silence pooled around them as they rode up to the fifth floor. Axe walked her to her room, and she opened the door and leaned against it. He bent down and kissed her, deep and wet.

  “I’ll call you tomorrow,” Axe said.

  He turned away, but Baylee tugged him back, guiding him into her room.

  He grinned and kicked the door shut. “This feels familiar, sweetheart. And this time, I know what to expect.”

  Chapter Eleven

  The moment the door closed behind him, Axe had Baylee in his arms, his mouth hungrily covering hers as his tongue delved in, pushing deep. She moaned as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and twisted it, pulling her head back so he could plunge further into her mouth. Moving his hand down, he placed it on her ass, kneading it roughly, her large breasts brushing against him with each breath she took.

  “I’m on fire. How the fuck do you get me so worked up?” he murmured against her lips.

  “I want you, too,” she said breathlessly.

  He walked forward, guiding her, still devouring her lips as he pinched her nice, firm ass. When her calves hit the bed, she lost her balance and fell, yanking him on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his lips closer to hers until there was no space left between them. His deep, thrusting kisses sent chills down her spine and ignited a burn inside her.

  He broke away and stood up, removing his shirt and kicking off his boots. Leaning over her, he placed his hands under her arms and lifted her toward the top of the bed, then lay beside her, jerking her in to him again. Shivers raced across her body as he traced his tongue over the curve of her neck, pausing to suck and nip at the tender skin. The hairs at her nape stood up as he skimmed his fingers over her bare arms, tickling them and licking her sensitive flesh. Each touch sent jolts of desire straight to her aching pussy, and she spread her legs, inviting him to touch.

  He chuckled, trailing his tongue up her arms, then to her neck and earlobe.

  “Anxious?” he whispered in her ear, his hot breath scorching her skin.

  “I want you.”

  She grabbed his hand and placed it over her dampened, throbbing sex. He slid it away before catching her eyes, hunger reflected in his dark orbs.

  “I decide when I touch your pussy. I’m calling the shots.”

  He bit her lip and she cried out, the copper taste of blood on her tongue. Then he licked her lip gently, and pleasure skated to the tips of her hardening nipples.

  “Take your dress off,” he ordered as he pulled away from her.

  Baylee rose from the bed and slipped her black dress over her head then tossed it on the nearby chair. Axe looked into her eyes before his gaze moved down to her breasts, then her hips, lingering for a few seconds before it moved back to her tits.

  “You’re gorgeous,” he rasped, his eyes locking with hers. “Fuck.”

  Her cheeks reddened, and she felt exposed under the feral, predatory look in his eyes. Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her chest, avoiding his gaze.

  “Come here.” He patted the mattress.

  She padded over to the bed, her arms still in its place. Reaching out, he clutched her wrist and pulled her to him until she was flush against him. He nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck then nibbled her soft skin, his hands quickly unfastening her bra.

  “You are so fuckin’ soft. I can’t get enough of tasting you,” he whispered.

  The flaming touch of his mouth ignited every part of her tingling skin.

  “I love the way you touch me,” she murmured as she ran her hands through his dark hair.

  “I’m glad, ‘cause I plan to touch you all over. I love the way you feel.”

  In one move, he slid down and sucked her cherry-red nipple in his mouth, intense pleasure dancing inside her walls. As he sucked, he moved his hand down to the crotch of her damp panties, rubbing and twisting his palm against her pulsing heat. The sweet sensation drove her body to buck and grind against his unrelenting hand. He removed it suddenly, his trimmed nails scratching up her side, landing on her beaded nipples, pinching and tweaking them.

  “As I remember, you like it rough.”

  With her head to the side, her eyes squeezed shut, she groaned, “Yes, hard.”

  He bit down on her nipples then proceeded to bite and suck her tits, leaving red marks.

  “You’ve got great tits. I’ve been thinking about playing with them since we fucked.”

  The intensity of the sweet pain made her body flush with sensitivity, and she was overcome, pleasure lancing all her nerves. He makes me feel so hot and alive. I’ve been searching for this for a long time.

  Gliding her hand down, she unzipped Axe’s jeans, wrapping her hand around his hot and pulsing dick. She didn’t recall it being that big, but she remembered how he filled her up. Her mouth watered as she saw the glistening head, a couple of beads of pre-come still clinging to it. Pushing up and shoving Axe backward, she bent over, licking the salty beads off his soft crown. A guttural moan ripped past his lips.

  “Fuck, baby. That’s it. Suck my cock.”

  She pulled the hard shaft out all the way and ran her tongue over its length, grasping the base of it tightly. Swirling her tongue over the smooth crown and the underside, she opened wide and wrapped her lips around his dick, pulling it in and out of her mouth, sucking him hard and deep.

  “Oh, yeah.”

  Baylee moaned as she sucked him, her bright eyes looking into his as she took him deeper.

  He said huskily, “My cock looks so good in your mouth.”

  “It tastes and feels good in my mouth.”

  He reached to the side and kneaded her ass, then shoved his finger inside her wet slit.

  “Oh, God. That feels so good,” she breathed against his shaft.

  “I love how wet you are for me,” he grunted as he shoved his finger in and out of her.

  As she felt her pussy quiver, he pulled out and moved her off him. Startled, she asked, “What’s wrong? Was I too rough?”

  “No, you were perfect. You want to kick this up a notch?”

  The wicked gleam in his eye made her body tremble in pleasurable anticipation.

  “Yeah.”

  “You got a scarf or some nylons?”

  She jumped up and ran to the dresser, taking out a pair of thigh-highs. Turning around, she met his smoldering gaze.

  “Love watching your ass move. Fuck, you got an ass that brings men to their knees.”

  She crawled toward him and he caught her arms, dragging her closer before crushing his mouth to hers. Each touch from him shifted her body into overdrive.

  “Lie down,” he ordered.

  Baylee lay on her back and he grasped each wrist and tied it with the nylons, pulling her spread-eagle until her skin was taut. Her body hummed with excitement as his intense gaze roamed over her.

  He whistled softly. “Fuckin’ hot. You turn me on so bad, babe. Look how hard I am.”

  Axe moved his dick to her face and rubbed it all over. Her drenched pussy throbbed and she closed her legs. He leaned back, his dick still inches from her mouth, and pushed her legs apart.

  “No fuckin’ way. Keep your legs open,” he demanded.

  He rolled away, and peeled his jeans down his legs, revealing the muscles in his thighs. As he stepped out of his pants, his boxers crept down, giving away the curve of his ass as he took out a condom wrapper from the pocket of his jeans. Discarding his boxers, he climbed back on the bed, placing his knees right above her shoulders.

  “Open that sexy mouth and take my cock.”

  She opened wide, and he shoved it in her mouth then held the sides of her face as he thrust back and forth.

  “You like that? You love fucking my cock with your mouth, don’t you?”

  His filthy mouth almost sent her ove
r the edge. She loved it; every fantasy she had contained a dirty-talking bad boy. She couldn’t get enough of him.

  He pulled out then kissed her neck, trailing his hands and tongue down the sensitive stretch of skin along the side of her body. The way she was tied, the skin was pulled tight; when Axe scratched and grazed it, her body trembled. It was like she was on sensory overload.

  Each time Axe bit her, she’d wince and tug at her restraints, and then he’d follow it with a lick and a kiss. Sometimes he’d blow his hot breath over her breasts, her ribcage, her belly, leaving a trail of goosebumps. There wasn’t a part of her body he didn’t touch, scratch, kiss, or lick, and by the time he flicked his tongue softly on her inner thighs, she was ready to explode.

  He pushed her knees up and wide, exposing all of her to him, and she saw the savage desire in his eyes as he took her in. Burying his face in her pussy, he breathed her arousal in deep then, with the tip of his tongue, he flicked her clit. Fire burned inside her as she squirmed and twisted.

  With his fingers, he pulled open her swollen lips and licked her from the bottom of her hot opening to right above her clit. He took his finger and rubbed her nub quickly.

  “Look how wet you’re getting.”

  He stroked her clit while his other hand held her lips wide open. He pushed his tongue up her hot pussy, her ass flexing and wiggling on the mattress. Thrusting several times, he swept it over her fully once more, all while his finger stroked her sweet spot.

  “Love it, babe. You’re getting so wet now.”

  More rubbing and licking.

  “Look at it, it’s coming right out for me. It feels good, doesn’t it, babe?”

  He replaced his finger with his tongue and rubbed around her sweet spot while he inserted two fingers in her, twisting them around, driving them in and out. Baylee was beside herself. Her body was flushed with heat and her nipples were swollen as she writhed and moaned, twisting against the restraints.

  With urgency, Axe ripped the foil packet with his teeth, covered his pulsing cock, and spread her knees further apart. He placed his hand under her ass cheek, lifting her higher. When he pushed in her soaking pussy, Baylee screamed out from the sheer ecstasy of it.

  “Fuck, you’re tight. My cock feels good in your pussy. You like it?”

  “I love the way it feels. Harder. I want it harder.”

  A big grin broke out over his face. “You sure?”

  “Harder,” she gritted, thrashing her head from side to side.

  He lifted her higher and slammed into her, each time harder than the last. As he pounded in and out of her, her hips bucked up and down amid loud moans and gasps of pleasure. When Axe brought his finger to her slick clit, she lost it, shattering into a million pieces as deep, scorching pleasure raged through her. It wasn’t anything she’d ever experienced before. And as Axe grunted and panted, she felt him burst inside her, her silky walls encasing him. It was glorious.

  He collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving. She wanted to caress him so much, but she couldn’t because her hands were still tied. Plus, this was a casual sexual thing, something that didn’t involve cuddling and caressing each other. This was fantastic sex—the best she’d ever had, but it was just sex.

  Axe turned sideways and kissed her jaw. “Fuckin’ intense, babe. Awesome. Shit, let me untie you.” He retrieved a knife from his rag then cut the stockings. “I’ll have to come better prepared next time.”

  He rolled next to her and drew her to him, and she pillowed her head on his shoulder.

  Wait! What are we doing?”

  “Umm, you have to go.”

  “What?” He pushed himself up with his elbow.

  “I mean, what we have is casual sex. It was the best, but it’s done, so you have to go. Anyway, I can’t risk Logan seeing you coming out of my room.”

  “Are you fuckin’ serious?”

  “Yeah. Cuddling and sleeping over is too intimate. What we have is casual. We have to keep it that way.”

  Axe bristled. “Casual’s the way I want it, too.” He rolled out of bed then dressed. At the door, he looked over his shoulder. “I’ll be back in the morning to take you to your car.”

  All of a sudden, he was gone, and the room seemed too quiet. This is what you wanted. Axe was taking his cue from her; he appeared to be content holding her. It was nice, but she couldn’t go there. Casual sex was perfect, and he’d left like she asked him to. So, why did a part of her heart ache? Ridiculous. Axe was perfect for casual sex, especially since he had women at his disposal twenty-four-seven. When she told him he had to leave, he hadn’t even argued with her. He just up and left.

  That’s good, right?

  Heaviness weighed her down as she switched off the table lamp. Her phone pinged.

  Axe: I still taste you. Nite.

  She reread the sentence several times.

  Baylee: Nite.

  Axe: This Saturday?

  Baylee: K.

  Axe: Cool.

  That was it. Simple words which lifted the heaviness right up.

  Lying back down, she burrowed her head in the pillow, a smile on her lips.

  * * *

  At eight-fifteen in the morning, Axe texted to tell her he was coming by to take her to her car. She hurriedly finished dressing then made her way downstairs.

  The minute she entered the lobby, she saw the man—propped against the pillar, watching her like he had the night before. Something about his face seemed familiar to her. The man didn’t try to hide from her like he had the last time; instead, he boldly watched her as she passed the pillar and stood by the large glass entrance door. He was lean and tall, and upon closer inspection, he appeared to be in his early fifties, with dark hair graying on his temples. He strolled down the lobby, coming closer to her.

  She darted into the coffee shop and ordered a black coffee to go, and he followed her inside. She ignored him, moving over to the small gift store to flip through the local paper while she waited for Axe. Without turning around, she sensed his presence. Everywhere she went, he was there.

  Why is he following me? Should I tell the front desk? The blood rushing to her head made her dizzy, and she dropped into a chair outside the gift shop. With her eyes closed, she rubbed her temples lightly as she tried to regain her composure. Her eyes fluttered open and locked with the piercing stare of her stalker. A strangled yelp escaped her as the space around her became smaller.

  “Hey, babe.” Axe’s deep voice washed over her as relief replaced panic. “You not feeling so good?”

  She brought her thin fingers to her trembling lips. “Not really. A glass of water should help.” As she rose to her feet, Axe ran over to help. Behind him, she saw her stalker turn around abruptly.

  “I’ll get it for you.” Axe pivoted. “What the hell?” Baylee watched Axe move toward the man. “Uncle Max?”

  Baylee gasped as her tormentor stopped dead in his tracks.

  Axe approached him. “What’re you doing here?”

  The man mumbled something Baylee couldn’t understand. The last thing she wanted was for Axe to introduce her to his uncle—the man who’d been following her. She scampered out of the lobby, leaving the two men talking.

  As she waited for Axe in front of the hotel, Baylee tried to digest what had just happened. The man who’d been creating such anxiety for her was Axe’s uncle? What if his uncle was the one who killed her mother? He was around the same age as her dad, and she’d described the man as being tall and thin to her psychiatrist at some point during the years. Could Axe be the nephew of her mom’s killer? It was too fantastic to imagine.

  My mind is just conjuring up all sorts of unlikely scenarios. It’s ludicrous. There has to be a rational explanation.

  Axe came out of the hotel and motioned her to follow him, stopping at his Harley. “That was fuckin’ weird, seeing my uncle Max at the hotel. Crazy.”

  “What was he doing here?” She hoped her voice didn’t betray any nervousness.

 
; “He said it was work-related.”

  “What does he do?”

  “He’s involved with a bunch of different things like construction, building management, and development.” As he dusted off the bike’s seat, he asked, “Why did you run out so fast? I was gonna introduce you, but you split.”

  “I didn’t want to intrude. We better get going, I have to get to work.”

  He watched her closely for a few seconds. “Okay. Hop on.”

  “Oh, I forgot to ask you last night about the permit. What’s going on?”

  “The club thought it was all squared away. The person who was supposed to handle it flaked.”

  “I figured it was a problem. I have all the preliminary blueprints together, and I’m meeting the head of the zoning department for lunch. I’ll schmooze him. No worries.” She jumped on the back of the Harley.

  “When you having lunch with the dude?”

  “Next Monday. We’re going to the French Bistro.” She tugged at her hem, trying to pull down her dress. “Don’t you have a car?”

  “No. Don’t like cages.”

  “My dress is all the way up. Maybe I should grab a cab.”

  “Not so easy to find a cab in Pinewood.” He looked over his shoulder at her legs. “Besides, you have the sexiest legs I’ve ever seen, so why not show them off?” He winked. “Hold on.”

  The bike leapt forward, and she put her hands around his waist and enjoyed the ride.

  They pulled into Le Crystal’s parking lot next to her car.

  “Thanks,” Baylee said as she swung her leg over the motorcycle’s seat. She grasped Axe’s outstretched hand, falling in to him when her shaky legs hit the pavement. “I didn’t expect—”

  He captured her bottom lip with his teeth then kissed her, silencing her words. He ate her up with quick bites and kisses, and the taste and touch of him sent her reeling. Her eyes fluttered closed.

  “Seeing you in your short dress makes my fingers itch to dig into your sweet, soft thighs, babe. Just like this,” he breathed, burying his fingers into them.

  “Oh, Axe,” she moaned, pressing closer to him.

  Her breasts were squashed to his chest, her legs surrounded by his powerful ones, and the long, thick bulge between them rubbed against her belly. Finding the hardness which stretched across his zipper, she palmed it firmly.