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His lips grazed along my neck before moving to my shoulder and then lower still. His breath was hot against my skin as he whispered sweet promises that sent shivers down my spine.
He met my gaze again, his eyes searching mine for any hesitation or signs of discomfort, anything that would make him stop. But I met him head on, my expression determined and wanting. "Atticus," I breathed out. "Don't stop."
His fingers traced along the edge of my skirt before slowly hitching it up, revealing more of me to his hungry gaze.
His other hand still cupped my face as he leaned in closer until his forehead rested against mine.
I swallowed hard as his eyes locked onto mine with a desperate rawness that mirrored my own. "Make me yours, Atticus," I whispered.
Slowly, he lowered his head, his lips brushing against mine in a featherlight kiss before trailing down my jawline and along my neck. His hands firmly spread my legs as he lowered himself, leaving me completely bare for him.
His tongue flicked across my navel before dipping even lower. My breath hitched as his warm mouth and talented tongue found my core. He groaned his approval into the wet heat of my center. "I’ve missed this," he growled. "Missed tasting all of you, Gwen. You're so fucking delicious."
The vibrations of his voice against my wet folds sent shivers down my spine. My back arched involuntarily, my legs wrapping themselves around his neck as he continued to lavish attention on me. His tongue traced the length of me, swirling in circles, dipping inside before pulling away only to repeat the teasing motions over again.
"Atticus," I moaned, gripping the edge of the desk as my toes curled behind his back. His name fell from my lips like a prayer, a plea for him not to stop as he added his fingers into the mix, sliding one inside me while his thumb circled where I needed it most.
"God, Gwen, your taste, your scent, it's intoxicating," Atticus groaned against me. He looked up at me with hooded eyes filled with lust and desire before descending on me once more, flicking my nub with his tongue as he thrust two fingers inside me. When a third tickled the pucker of my ass, I gasped.
My hips bucked involuntarily against him as he pushed his third finger inside me slowly and gently. "Mm, there's that reaction," he chuckled against my core, causing vibrations to resonate through me. “My filthy little lioness loves it when I play with her ass. Fuck, you love it even more when I fuck this perfect ass, don’t you?”
"Yes," I gasped out, the words barely audible over the sound of my own labored breathing. "Yes, Atticus. Please, don't stop."
He gave one final tease before eagerly diving back into me, his tongue flicking and swirling around my core as he began to push his fingers in and out of me with more intensity. His touch was both rough and gentle at the same time, driving me to the edge of insanity.
I felt a familiar tension building within me, a heat that started from my core and was quickly spreading throughout my body. The room started to spin as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
"Atticus!" I cried out, arching my back as my climax hit. My body convulsed under his touch, every nerve ending on fire.
He didn't pull away but instead rode out the waves with me, his tongue and fingers continuing their relentless assault even as I writhed beneath him. His actions prolonged the euphoria, making it linger for what felt like an eternity.
My vision grayed out as he shifted his fingers to penetrate my ass with two. “Fuck, yes. That’s so good, Ness. I love the way you come for me like a good wife. Especially your tight little ass. Tonight, I’m going to bathe you in my cum. Understand? You’re throat, your tits, that pretty pussy. But mostly, your ass. I’m going to watch as you take all of me. I’m going to enjoy pushing any cum that leaks out of your ass back in with my fingers.”
Atticus's words hung heavy in the air, a promise of the night to come, my body already buzzing in anticipation as I lay spent on his desk. His voice was the husky purr of an apex predator basking in the afterglow of his conquest, and the reality of it sent another wave of desire crashing through me.
"Understood," I panted out, possessive satisfaction lighting up my gaze as I stared up at him. My husband was staking his claim just as much as I was staking mine.
“Good girl,” he whispered before harshly sucking on my clit, sending me back over the edge of oblivion again.
"Holy – Atticus!" I screamed, my voice echoing in the room as another wave of pleasure crashed over me. He chuckled against me, his laughter vibrating through me and intensifying the sensations.
“You wanted me to lose control. It’s gone. Now give me another one before my next call. Just one more, love. Just for me, please.”
I wasn’t going to make it. Leave it to Atticus to turn this into a power play. “No more. Too sensitive. Please.”
“Are you asking me to stop, Ness?” he asked with a soft stroke of his tongue over my clit.
Holy hell, it was good. So good. “I-I don’t think I can. I?—”
"Just one more," he cooed in a tone that held both command and reassurance. His fingers twisted, hitting the sweet spot inside me that made my body convulse. His mouth descended on me again, creating a vortex of pleasurable sensations.
I could hardly breathe as the tension built up once more. My vision again blurred, my mind clouded with lust and desire. I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into his scalp as I approached the precipice once more.
"You're almost there, Gwen," he murmured against me, his words pushing me closer to my release. "Let go for me."
And just like that, I came undone beneath him. My body thrashed, cries of ecstasy spilling from my lips as waves of pleasure racked through me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending aflame with pleasure.
"There we go," he said in satisfaction, his voice a husky growl against my skin. "God, you're so beautiful when you come."
