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“That cream belongs to me. Save it.”

“I can’t wait, Aksel. Please.”

Aksel groans and triggers his blinker. “I like hearing you beg me for pleasure. Do it again.”

“Please Aksel, let me take care of myself. I’ll come here in your car and you can eat me out when we get home.”

The car makes a sharp left as Aksel pulls off the road and into the dirt on the side.

“You coming in my car sounds glorious. Get in the back.”

I scramble to unbuckle, jump over the console, and follow his order. When I make it to the backseat, I slip my panties off.

Aksel uses the door to come back to me, having the nerve to straighten his freaking cuffs as he does.

His eyes zero in on my panties as he gets inside and makes me settle with my back against the door.

Aksel runs his nose up my slit, breathing deep and groaning. “You smell delicious and you’re all mine.”

“Please, I need you,” I beg.

“I’ll take my time and you’ll be patient.”

And he does take his time. Aksel’s warm hands trace my hips, his touch sending shivers up and down my spine. He moves up my body pressing gentle kisses along my collarbone. His lips are soft, warm, and tender, and I find myself melting into him.

He uses his hands and lips to tease every inch of me and ignores where I really want him. It feels like he’s memorizing every inch. His fingers dance across my skin, trailing goosebumps in their wake. He brushes against the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs.

My breath catches as Aksel’s mouth descends to the exposed skin of my stomach, his lips leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses in their path. I squirm beneath him, craving more – but he holds me still, his strong hands keeping my hips firmly in place.

“Patience, Anna,” he says, his voice a low growl that sends a shiver down my spine. “I want to savor every inch of you. I never thought I would have the chance.”

I bite my lip, trying to suppress the whimper that threatens to escape. It’s a challenge to remain still under Aksel’s expert touch - every fiber of my being wants to reach out, to pull him closer, to beg for more.

With a devilish grin, he lowers his head between my thighs, and I feel the warmth of his breath just inches from where I ache for him most. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine, making my entire body tingle with anticipation.

“God, you taste amazing,” he murmurs, and then I feel his tongue finally make contact. It’s like being struck by lightning – an explosion of pleasure that leaves me gasping for air. Aksel doesn’t let up, lapping at me with an intensity that has me gripping the edges of the seat to keep from bucking against him.

“You’re dripping wet.”

He must like that because he jabs his tongue deep inside me to lick up as much of it as he can.

That’s when he gets going. Aksel devours me, never neglecting an area for long. He uses his teeth, tongue, and lips to reach every inch of me.

He slides two fingers into me, filling me in a way that has me biting back another cry of pleasure. Almost immediately, he seeks out that magical spot within me

I gasp, clutching at his arm as he continues to stroke my G-spot with expert precision. My thoughts become a jumbled mess – all I can focus on is the flood of sensation that threatens to consume me.

The world melts away, leaving only the sensation of Aksel’s fingers inside me and his warm breath against my skin. My heart races, pounding like a drum in my chest. I can feel every nerve ending in my body singing with anticipation.

His fingers continue their relentless assault on my G-spot, driving me closer and closer to the brink.

My breaths come in short, shallow gasps, interspersed with moans and whimpers that betray just how close I am. And then, without warning, it hits me – a tidal wave of pleasure that crashes through my body, leaving me momentarily weightless and gasping for air.

“Ah, Aksel!” I cry out, clutching at his hair as I ride the crest of my orgasm. It feels like an eternity, waves of ecstasy rolling through me one after another until I’m sure I can’t take anymore.

He licks up every drop I give him.

When my aftershocks subside, Aksel leans back and smirks at me. His eyes are heated as we stare at each other.

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