~LAYLA~
"Come for me, my love."
His cock twitched in my hands, and then, with a final stroke, he fell apart, his release spilling over my fingers, painting my skin white and into the water below us.
I watched him, my gaze tracing the curve of his lips, the angle of his jaw, the intensity of his eyes.
He was breathtaking, and while I was admiring him, a small smile appeared on my lips. A smile that said a million things and yet, nothing at all.
Because what could I say?
In my moment of bliss, I didn't realise when Axel recovered and smirked. A dangerous glint appeared in his dark amber eyes as he spoke. "You should have been careful, Layla. You have no idea what you've just started."
I didn't even have a moment to comprehend his words.
Because just as I blinked, his fingers left my pussy hole as he focused on rubbing my clit.
My eyes widened, and before I could process what was happening, my second orgasm slammed into me, stealing the breath from my lungs.
