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"Who does your cunt belong to, Sunshine?" he says in a hard voice, simultaneously pinching my clit with such force that I see stars.
"Tell me," he demands, "who does your pussy belong to Theresa?"
"You," I moan, "you, Axel, you."
"Damn-fucking-right."
He pulls his fingers out of me, only to turn me around. He kicks my legs apart, drops to his knees and thrusts his face between my thighs. He eats me out, devours me, slurps on my pussy, circles my clit with his tongue, then shoves four of his thick fingers inside my already squelching channel. Too much. Too full. And he doesn’t even have his cock inside me yet.
He squeezes my hip, then slides one leg over his shoulder, before attacking my pussy with renewed vigor. This time, he pumps his fingers in and out of me, as he bites down on my clit. That’s when the climax sweeps over me. The orgasm slams into me and I cry out as I come. I slump over him and he rises to his feet. He notches his knuckles under my chin. "Open your eyes," he commands.
I flutter my eyelashes open, meet his piercing gaze.
"You’re mine, Theresa. Mine to fuck. Mine to possess. Mine to do with as I please. You feel me?"
"Yes," I swallow. "Yes, Axel."
"Good." he circles my wrist with his fingers then unlocks the bathroom door and heads out, with me in tow. As we pass the still long line of women, they can’t take their eyes off of him—not that he notices. He pulls me along at such speed that I have to half-run to keep up. By the time we reach Seb’s car, I am panting.
The two men exchange glances, then Seb jerks his chin toward the car, "Get in and I’ll drop you back at the house."
Axel opens the back door for me and I slide in; he follows. He throws his arm around me and pulls me close and I have to admit, I don’t try to move away this time. I bury my nose in his neck, draw in his dark, edgy scent. Somehow, that entire demonstration of possession hasn’t put me off. It was quite hot, actually.
I sense Elsa glance at me from her seat in the front of the car, but I don’t raise my head. Somehow, I don’t want to explain why I am clinging to him like I can’t get enough of him. Damn it, I am going to marry him. Surely, it’s allowed.
Seb eases the car out onto the road and accelerates.
Then a thought strikes me and I pull back. "How did you get here?" I ask.
"Adrian dropped me off."
"Ah." I subside. The rest of the trip passes in silence. I shoot glances at Axel’s face, but he’s staring out the window. His jaw is hard. A nerve throbs at his temple. Clearly, he’s still angry at me. Or maybe he’s mad at himself. To be fair though, while he made me orgasm, he hasn’t found the same kind of relief. I place my palm over his crotch and the thickness in his pants makes me gasp. He stiffens, but he doesn’t stop me when I begin to knead him through his pants. His shaft lengthens, and the heat sears me through the cloth. He widens his legs, allowing me more access and I slide my fingers up and down his length. His muscles bunch and his shoulders flex. I squeeze his cock and it seems to jump under my ministrations. A plume of heat seems to pour off of him. It slams down on my shoulders, pinning me in place. I draw in a breath and the scent of him—sweat and musk and testosterone—fills my lungs. A trembling grips me. I squeeze my legs together to contain the yawning gap that claws at my insides. The next moment he grips my pussy. A cry rolls up my throat but he’s already there. He fits his mouth over mine and absorbs the sounds. Heat flushes my skin. Goddammit, I am in a car with my employee/friend in the front and one of the Sovrano brothers, and I can’t keep my hands off this guy. And can’t stop him from eating my face or playing with my clit.
Another groan rolls up my throat and he deepens the kiss. He thrusts his tongue inside my mouth and my eyes roll back in my head. A shudder ladders up my spine, and the climax sweeps over me. A bead of sweat slides down my back as I give into the pleasure completely. The orgasm seems to go on and on, then just as quickly fades away. I slump in his grasp, completely boneless. He continues to kiss me for a few seconds more, then softens his lips, until he’s nibbling on my lower lip, kissing the edges of my mouth, my chin, my nose. When he finally sits back, I gaze at him, unable to compute what just happened.
Did I just come from his just kissing me? Okay, he may have had some help because he was playing with my pussy, but for heaven’s sake, I wasn’t even undressed. Under my palm he’s rock hard and so big. He smirks, an amused look in his eyes.
Jerk! Bet he’s gloating that he made me come so quickly. I pull back my hand, scoot over to the door, and for the remainder of the journey, glance out of the window.
Thankfully, he doesn’t speak either. Neither do Seb and Elsa from the front of the car.
All too soon, we are parking in front of Axel’s temporary home. I am about to follow him out of the car when Elsa leans over the back of her seat. "You sure you’re okay T?" she murmurs. "If you need any help—"
"She doesn’t," Axel snaps.
Elsa frowns. I shoot him a scowl, "Don’t answer for me."
"I can if I want to."
I blow out a breath. Elsa’s brow wrinkles. "Theresa?" she prompts, "do you want me to come in with you?"
"No," I shake my head.
"No," Axel and Seb say at the same time.
"What the hell?" Elsa throws up her hands, "I am asking Theresa, you guys," she side-eyes Seb, "and you, mister, have no right to speak," she snaps.
Seb merely raises an eyebrow. Before he can say something and make things worse, I rush in with, "I am fine, Elsa, I promise."
