Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I shift slightly, just to test the waters, and he groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating through me like a live wire. His arm tightens around me, pulling me even closer, and I can feel the way his cock twitches against me, half-hard and demanding attention.
“Morning, baby,” he murmurs, his voice gravelly with sleep, and I swear it goes straight to my clit. He nuzzles into the crook of my neck, his stubble scraping deliciously against my skin, and I can’t help but arch into him, my ass grinding back against his cock.
“Morning,” I whisper, my voice breathy and wrecked, and he chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down my spine.
“Are you up to this?” He runs his hand down the front of my body and cups my slightly sore girly parts.
“So, so up to it.” I reach back between us and give his rock-hard shaft a squeeze. “And it seems like you are, too.”
“You’re fucking insatiable,” he growls, his hand moving to cup my pussy, his fingers brushing against my slick folds. I gasp, my hips jerking involuntarily, and he smirks against my neck, his fingers teasing me mercilessly.
“Already wet for me?” he murmurs, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction, and I whimper as he slips a finger inside me, curling it just right to hit the spot that makes me see stars.
“Atlas,” I moan, my hands gripping the sheets as he adds another finger, stretching me open, and I can feel my walls clenching around him, desperate for more.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growls, his cock pressing insistently against my ass, and I can feel the way he’s throbbing, desperate to be inside me. He pulls his fingers out of me, and I whine at the loss, but then he’s flipping me onto my back, his body hovering over mine, his eyes dark with hunger.
“I need to taste you,” he rasps, and before I can even respond, he’s sliding down my body, his hands gripping my thighs and spreading them wide. His mouth crashes down on my pussy like a starving man. His tongue licks a path through my folds before zeroing in on my clit.
“Oh… oh!” I cry out, my hands tangling in his hair as he sucks and licks and teases me, his tongue working me over with expert precision. I can feel the pressure building inside me as my orgasm coils tight in my belly. I’m so close, so fucking close—
But then he pulls away, leaving me teetering on the edge, and I whimper in frustration, my hips bucking up desperately.
“Not yet,” he growls, his voice rough with need, and then he’s kissing me, his lips claiming mine with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. I can taste myself on his tongue, and it’s fucking intoxicating, the way he devours me like I’m the only thing that matters.
“I need to be inside you,” he murmurs against my lips, and I nod frantically, my legs wrapping around his waist as he positions himself at my entrance. He pushes inside me slowly, inch by torturous inch, and I moan at the stretch, the way he fills me so completely.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groans, his hips slamming forward as he bottoms out. I cry out and dig my nails into his back as he starts to move. His hips piston in and out of me in a rhythm that has me seeing stars.
“Harder,” I whimper, my nails raking down his back. He hisses in pleasure, his cock twitching inside me as he picks up the pace. His balls slap against my ass with every thrust, and I can feel the heat building in my core, coiling tighter and tighter until I’m on the edge of fucking oblivion.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. His breath is hot and ragged, and I can feel his frantic heartbeat pounding in sync with mine.
I can’t even form words anymore. All I can do is nod and whimper as the pressure inside me explodes. My orgasm hits me like a freight train. Waves of pleasure crash over me, leaving me shaking and screaming his name.
As my inner muscles clench tight around him, he buries himself to the hilt. I can feel every pulse, every twitch of his cock as he empties himself deep inside me.
We collapse in a sweaty, panting heap, his cock still buried deep inside. His arms wrap around me, pulling me close as he whispers filthy promises in my ear. “You’re mine,” he growls, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “All fucking mine.”
“Yours.” And you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“It gets better every time,” he murmurs, and I can hear the satisfaction in his voice, feel the grin that tugs at his lips. I try to reply, but my words are lost in the wonderful blur of all things Atlas. It takes several seconds for them to come back.