Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Nora…” Atlas steps back and I turn my head, spitting his come out onto the shower floor, where it quickly rinses down the drain. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
“I’m not.” I look up at him, still kneeling. Being on my knees before him no longer feels like a power pose. Now I feel silly and vulnerable, and I hate it.
I hate that I can’t just enjoy the afterglow of our time together. But like always, Atlas knows. He turns off the water and scoops me up, cradling me against his chest as if it’s as easy as breathing.
“You’re perfect for me.” He nudges my nose with his own before pressing his lips to mine. The kiss is sweet and chaste—exactly enough to ground me in the here and now. “Never doubt that.”
“I promise I’m trying,” I whisper, as he sets me down on the bathmat. I immediately nestle my head in the space between his chin and chest, plastering my body to his in search of warmth.
“I know you are, pretty girl.” He grabs a towel from the rack and wraps it around my shoulders. “Now wrap those legs around my waist and hang on.”
“Huh?” I don’t know if the cool air and orgasm fried my brain or what, but what exactly am I hanging on for?
He sends me a wicked grin and once again picks me up like I’m as light as a feather. I do as he asks, gripping his hips with my thighs while clasping my hands behind his neck as he brings us back into the bedroom.
Anticipation buzzes beneath my skin like an electrical current. For the first time in practically ever, I’m excited—physically and mentally—for what’s to come. Because if there’s one thing I know with certainty, it’s that Atlas’s touch will always deliver pleasure, never pain.
Once we cross the threshold, he lowers me back down to my feet. “If you don’t want this to go any farther, it won’t. Just say the word.”
This man, this gentle giant of mine. He’s giving me an out, but there’s no way in hell I’m taking it.
“I do,” I whisper, my heart pounding like a jackhammer as I glance up at him from beneath my lashes.
CHAPTER 33
ATLAS
Ido.
I nearly groan at the sound of those sweet words coming out of Nora’s even sweeter mouth. Swear to God, one day—and hopefully soon—she’ll say those exact words to me with my ring on her finger.
“Did you hear me?” Nora pops up onto her toes and presses her lips to mine. “I said I do…”
“You do what?” I ask, grinning down at Nora. Goddamn, she’s beautiful.
“I do want this to go farther,” she whispers, her soft voice going straight to my dick.
“How far?” I demand, stepping into her space and dragging my hand over her stomach, loving the curve of it and how it fills my palm.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she places her small hands on my stomach, causing my ab muscles to contract, before sliding them up to my chest, pressing one hand directly over my heart.
“I…” Her words dry up as doubt clouds her features. “Um…”
But I just wait her out, knowing she’s got this. My girl is strong as fuck, and has come so far in such a small amount of time.
My patience pays off when she speaks. “I want you to make love to me.” She hurls the words out and immediately lowers her eyes.
Well, she tries to anyway, but I’m not having any of that.
“Hey,” I murmur, catching her chin between my thumb and index finger, gently bringing her focus back to me. “You know I love you, right?”
Her response is immediate. “Yes.”
“Good.” I lean down and capture her lips in a soft kiss. “And you know I only want to bring you pleasure, right?”
Another immediate yes.
“You’re completely in control here. The minute you want things to stop, all you have to do is say the word, and they stop. You know that, right?”
She starts to nod, but then adds a verbal yes.
“Good.” I press another kiss to her full lips. “Now get your sweet ass on the bed and spread those legs for me.”
Nora releases a shuddering breath before turning and crawling into the bed. I watch with rapt attention as she settles herself smack dab in the middle.
Her thighs glisten in the morning light with her arousal, and it takes my all not to pounce on her and bury my face between her legs all over again.
Instead, I fist my cock, giving it a slow tug as I look her up and down. She’s exquisite. Fucking perfection. And by some twist of fate, all mine.
A part of me expects her to shy away from my stare, but my girl’s feeling bold and instead slides one hand up to cup her breast while moving the other between her legs.