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I shivered again. If he thought he would scare me like that, he couldn't be more wrong. I would gladly get on my knees to pleasure him, and when he lost control to that pleasure? Now, that would be a true highlight for me.

Another growl rumbled in his chest as he sucked on my neck and fisted his hand in my hair tighter. For now, I was more than happy to relinquish control to him. The man had a skilled mouth and I couldn't wait to see what he did with it.

And it was official.I would definitely, one hundred percent need new panties after this.

Chapter Twenty

Axel

I wason the verge of losing my mind. That's what she did to me. I thought for a moment she might fight me on this, and I'd be forced to let her go. But I'd been wrong. ALL wrong. She needed this as much as I did.

"You are going to kill me. I know this—and yet—I won't stop. Turn and kiss me. I need your mouth."This beautiful convergence between us made me want to possess her all the more so when she did as I demanded and turned her head, I took her mouth with a savage kiss meant to claim as much as give pleasure.

She was mine.

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do with that thought yet. It wasn't smart or logical. But it was the truth. I'd made a huge mistake. I'd lived years under a false preconception that had robbed me of so much. Now she was here, and we could barely stay in the same room together without fighting. And now this. No matter how this whole thing turned out, I didn't think the possession I felt would ever change.

My dark thoughts continued to swirl in my mind as our tongues dueled in a fight that mimicked real life. If she thought this would dissuade me from doing it again, she was sadly mistaken. If this is how a fight could end between us, our relationship would likely be built on the need to clash.

That thought made me pull away, but only long enough to press her back forward more across the couch giving me better access to the lower half of her body. Her mewl could have been a protest or a plead for more. I would never know because it was closely followed by a gasp when I shoved my hand between her legs and rubbed across her covered pussy.

I could feel the dampness through her shorts, and a wicked sense of satisfaction rolled violently through my body. What had started in anger and frustration had officially morphed into this storm of desperation that couldn't be denied.

I rubbed harder, only giving her a small taste of what was to come before I dropped to my knees and forced her legs farther apart with my shoulder.

"What are you doing?" she gasped again, her breath one big heavy pant.

"Don't play dumb, sweetheart. You know exactly what I'm about to do to you," I responded, reaching for the waistband of the tiny offensive shorts and shoving them down her legs. Her panties went with them, leaving her completely bare to me. As it should be, I thought, another growl rumbling through my chest.

"I don't—"

"Mandy, we already discussed this was happening. And after such a long wait, I intend to savor every beautiful inch of you including this gorgeous ass," I said, rubbing one perfect round cheek while imagining what it would look like pinked up after a good hard spanking. "And this exquisite pussy that looks as juicy and ripe as a fresh piece of fruit. I cannot wait to get a taste." To emphasize my intentions, I leaned forward and bit into the fleshy cheek of her ass hard enough to leave a little mark. I was so going to enjoy this.

I then spread her cheeks and rubbed my finger back and forth across her tight little hole, imagining how incredible my dick would look sinking into it. I would, no doubt, die of strangulation, but it would be so worth it.

"I don't—don't do that anymore," she gasped out as another finger slid across the damp lips of her beautiful almost bare pussy. I had to admit that I enjoyed the fact it wasn't clean-shaven. When I ate her, I was going to enjoy that tease of hair tickling through my beard.

"Why the fuck not?" I bumped gently against her clit and she gasped, raising onto her tippy toes. If that was supposed to get me to stop, it had the opposite effect. If anything, it pushed her backside closer to my face and my eager tongue.

She didn't answer or protest so I took that as my cue to continue. I would watch her closely, making sure to keep her interested if not comfortable. This wasn't about comfort. This was about getting her out of her head, pushing her limits, and pleasing us both.

"I am really going to enjoy watching you lose control." That was the only warning I gave her before I leaned in and swiped my tongue through the glistening folds before sealing my mouth temporarily over her clit. Her entire body jerked and my mind raced with satisfaction.

While delving deeper into my nirvana, I palmed her right ass cheek and squeezed. The whistle of air sucked through her teeth made me smile like the devil I was. I was rough and unforgiving, but I balanced it with pleasure by lapping at the savory satin between her legs. Something we both could revel in.

"Fuck. I could do this all day. I thought I remembered what this was like, but it's a thousand times more potent than any memory. And now that you've surrendered to me, we can never go back. I won't allow it."

The clench of her thighs were all I needed to ensure she liked it. Her life had spiraled out of control and I wanted to make it my mission to help her regain it. Together, we would be invincible.

"Axel," she gasped, going up on her tip toes as I doubled my efforts and circled my fingers around her clit.

"Don't worry, my sweet candy girl, I am going to make you come until you have given me everything you have to give." I thought I had moved on with my life without her, but it was all a lie. I was possessed by this woman.

She reached behind her and grabbed at my crotch. A movement I allowed only for a moment, as my eyes rolled to the back of my head when she made contact and squeezed my dick through my jeans. For the first time in too long to count, I had an inkling of what I'd missed. But when she tried to fumble her way to getting my zipper undone, I pushed her hand away.

"Not yet." I growled. "This time, we do this my way."

She whined in protest, which I brushed away. The time for protest and complaint had passed. Now it was all about her pleasure and how far I could push her before she broke.

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