Page 23 of Possessive Mechanic

Axel

Pulling a serrated knife from amongst my many tools I march out into the parking lot and pop the tires on Ronny’s car, rendering it immobile.

Stomping back inside the garage, I set the knife at Astrid’s feet, then slide out of my clothes, getting totally buck naked before I take the knife and bring it to just under her windpipe.

“Don’t move,” I warn her.

“You’re scaring me.”

A smirk takes over my face as I dip a hand up and underneath her skirt, pushing her panties to the side and swiping two digits through her folds before bringing them to my lips, maintaining eye contact as I lick the digits dry. “And you fucking love it,” I confirm.

Her worried look softens slightly and I put the knife back in position, dragging it straight down her body, shredding her blouse. I stop, carefully hook it inside her skirt and then make quick work of that annoying piece of clothing.

Tossing the knife to the side without a care for where it went I keep my eyes zeroed in on her, grabbing her bra with both hands together and yanking it apart, snapping the fucking thing before I grab her panties and tear them clean off just as easily.

Taking a step back I cross my arms and stare at my work.

“I told you not to keep secrets or you’d pay the price, that I’d punish you again. And what did you do?”

“I…I didn’t tell you everything.”

“Lies by omission,” I growl. “Are still lies. But don’t you worry. I’m not going to omit anything. You’re about to get everything, every part of me, including every…last…inch,” I add, grabbing my dick for emphasis.

Closing the distance between us I grab the mechanical control, a red and a green button on a box attached to a wire. I pump the green button a few times, hoisting her up so she’s on her tiptoes.

Releasing the box I grab the sides of her body, my rough hands tracing down her smooth skin as I worship the extended length of her torso, dropping to my knees when I reach her hips and burying my face in her cunt.

Taking each of her legs I lift them off the ground, giving her relief as I put her hamstrings on each shoulder and get to work, eating that pussy like it’s got the cure to everything that ails me inside. Because that’s exactly what the fuck it has…and more.

It’s so sweet, so tender, so pliant, so musky.

Burying my face in her pussy I move my head from side to side, then up and down, my face like a tornado in the middle of her body as she moans before crossing her ankles behind my head and then driving her heels into my back violently when I find the right spot.

“Axel,” she moans. “Don’t stop.”

“Don’t you worry, little girl,” I mumble into her flesh. “I’m just getting started.”

Continuing to devour her flesh I take her clit in my mouth, the engorged pearl begging to be sucked, licked, twisted above, around, and underneath my tongue, which I do to the tasty treat that belongs to me and only me. Forever.

“Mine,” I growl before pulling away from her channel, turning my head to look at an unconscious Ronny. I spit in his direction. “Not for you, biiiiitch.”

Immediately I make up for the lost time of my taunt, even though it needed to be done, as I return to pleasuring my woman.

Knowing that this fool is out cold allows me to do this in the first place. No way in hell would I even think of attempting this if there was a chance he could come to and see my possession, see the exposed body of the woman who belongs to me. This is for my viewing pleasure only. Only me, just as my body belongs to only her.

I flip my tongue rapidly like a rotating wheel of tongues on the highest setting, just flicking that engorged nub until she pops, her thighs crashing against my skull, squeezing me like a Vise-Grip as she squirts her hot juices into my face.

Keeping my face buried in her sex her body convulses, her midsection shaking uncontrollably as she pops off a second time, the evidence of her arousal dripping down my dome.

As soon as her legs stop shaking and her thighs start to relax, I don’t waste a second, dropping a shoulder, spinning my body underneath her legs as I reposition myself, her feet back on the ground and her ass right in front of me.

My fingers dig into her globes, pulling her cheeks open wide as I stare down her puckered hole. “This tight little fucker is next,” I warn before spitting on her starfish and then get to work, tonguing around the exterior of her asshole.

“Oh my, God, Axel. Oh. My. God.”

Her legs shake as she struggles to stay balanced. Finally, she just gives in to the pleasure, the tops of her toes dragging the ground as the chain keeps her suspended while I eat her ass like a fiend.

Something comes over me and I stop, stand, and move quickly toward the full-size fridge we keep in our garage.

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