Capítulo 86: This Love

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Axel caught the ribbon tied at her blouse neckline between his teeth, tugging gently yet decisively. The soft fabric slid free, the loosened bow hanging delicately against her chest. Each subtle movement brought them closer, the tension between them thickening as her breath hitched in anticipation.

Axel's eyes never left hers as he leaned in, taking the top button of her blouse between his teeth. His lips grazed the fabric, and after a few teasing motions, the button popped open. A faint smile played on his lips, a mixture of satisfaction and playfulness.

Axel's lips moved lower, trailing slow, deliberate kisses along the smooth skin of Lila's collarbone. Each touch felt electric, sending shivers through her as she struggled to maintain control of her own reactions. His hands, once gentle, now pressed more firmly against her body, sliding over her waist and drawing her even closer.

She remained silent, but her body spoke volumes. Every shift, every breath she took seemed to invite him further. Axel's gaze flickered upwards, catching her eyes, as if asking for permission, but there was no hesitation in his touch.

Without a word, he dipped his head lower, pressing his lips just above her heart. The warmth of his breath sent heat radiating through her body, and the weight of his hands against her waist anchored her to the moment. His lips lingered there for a moment before he slowly kissed his way down, savoring every inch of her skin.

As his hands roamed her sides, Lila's breath quickened. His fingers, strong but reverent, traced the line of her ribcage, brushing lightly against her. There was an undeniable hunger in the way he touched her, but he was holding himself back, as if fighting to keep his desires in check.

His lips reached her chest, and Axel hesitated for the briefest of moments, as though taking in the sight of her, before he continued. Lila's heart raced, her body reacting instinctively to his closeness, and she felt her pulse quicken under his touch.

His hands moved, guided by instinct and desire, and soon his fingers brushed across her chest. He drew in a deep breath, the tension between them growing with every passing second. His lips followed, kissing along her skin in a trail that left a fire burning beneath.

Axel paused, pulling back for a moment, his hands resting on her hips as he looked up at her. His voice, thick with emotion, finally broke the silence. "Lila…" he breathed, his voice low and filled with longing.

The weight of his gaze sent a shiver through her, and she could feel his control slipping. Yet even now, he moved with reverence, as though she was something to be cherished, not just desired.

Lila remained silent, her eyes meeting his as her hands moved instinctively to his shoulders. She pulled him closer, guiding him back into the moment without words, letting her actions speak for her. Axel didn't resist; he followed her lead, unable to hold back any longer.

Axel had pulled off the thin garments and unfastened the buttons all the way down to her breast. Her pink tip breasts were nearly weightless in his palm.

With his face descending, Axel planted his lips on Lila's pink, erect n*pple. He bit it a little and sucked it with his tongue, making Lila's body shake with excitement. He dropped his hand and stroked her wet bottom part with his fingers while he licked her breasts.

Lila was more stimulated by Axel's insistent touch. He slipped his delicate fingers beneath Lila's softly damp lower parts, rubbing her a few times over her garments before raising his hand to fondle her breast again.

"Uh…!" she breathed, the sound involuntary as his fingers brushed against her sensitive skin. He grinned faintly.

As his fingers contacted her inner areas, the sound of squeaks resonated around the room. When he pressed his fingers on her slippery cl*toris, she gulped and fluid spilt out of her v*gina. An amount sufficient to moisten her thighs. Axel wet his fingers in her v*ginal fluid and gently inserted them into the little, heated hole.

There were squeaky noises as the long, strong fingers went in and out of her. Axel wanted to loosen up her bottom parts in advance because his member was tremendously large.

With a careful touch, Axel's fingers brushed against her most sensitive spots, going in and out, again and again.

"Are you okay? You like that?" he teased, his voice playful yet filled with a raw intensity.

Lila couldn't find her words; even though it hurts, all she could do was nod, her body responding instinctively to his every movement. "Yes..." she breathed, the urgency in her voice matching the pounding of her heart.

Axel leaned in, his lips ghosting over her skin as he continued to touch her, igniting a blend of tenderness and yearning that left her breathless.

As his fingers ventured closer, Lila leaned back slightly, allowing him to continue his exploration. Pain turned into pleasure. "Just… don't stop," she urged, her voice barely above a whisper. Axel's eyes darkened with desire, and he responded with a smirk, as if he relished the control he had over her.

"Uhm..." Lila gasped, the sensation sending ripples of pleasure through her body. The world outside faded further as she lost herself in the moment, each caress deepening the connection between them.

"Ah..." The sensation of his long, delicate fingers piercing through her inner wall was enough to bring Lila to a mild climax.

Axel felt the heat of desire coursing through him, the intensity of the moment becoming almost overwhelming. Sweat glistened on his brow as he found himself irritated by the confines of his clothing. With a swift motion, he tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular physique—a testament to countless hours spent training and preparing for the responsibilities that weighed on him.

Lila's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her. His chiseled abs and defined arms were a striking contrast to the tension in the air, and she couldn't help but admire the man in front of her. It was a raw, powerful display of masculinity that only fueled her own desires.