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I continued kissing and biting down the side of her neck, to her collarbone, to the top of her perfect breasts. I moved my hands from beside her head and dragged them up her sides, pushing her top up with them. She lifted her arms above her head to help slide it off.
The top was tight, with little stretch to it, so when it reached her biceps as I pulled it over her head, I left it there. Holding her arms in place above her head, I moved my hand back down to her breasts and began massaging them in my palms, moving my mouth down to her peaked nipples, taking one into my mouth.
I rolled her nipple with my tongue and lightly tugged on it with my teeth, her body arching up to me in response. I smiled into her breast, pulling back with my teeth once more and then letting go of her nipple as I moved to give the other one just as much attention.
Her moans were the sweetest music to my ears. I wanted to hear more of the noises that she could make—that I could get her to make. While I continued to torture her nipple with my mouth, I teased the other with my fingers, twisting and pulling, mirroring the actions of my tongue and teeth.
She writhed under me, and I couldn’t resist the smug grin of satisfaction it gave me. I pulled myself back up briefly, removing her top entirely, freeing her arms, and tossing it aside. I gripped the center of her underwear in my hand and ripped it down in one fluid motion, then slid my hands under her thighs as I sank down to my knees. I blew on her hot center as I spread her legs wide, and she let out a soft whimper.
I caught her gaze, letting her see the hunger building inside of me.
“Keep your eyes on me, or I stop,” I warned.
Not being able to hold myself back any longer, I dragged my tongue up her slit and latched onto her clit, sucking on her nerves. Her hips bucked from the sensation, and I pressed my hands down firmly on her thighs to keep her in place as I devoured her. She slid her fingers into my hair and began tugging at the strands.
Releasing her clit and dragging my tongue up her soaking cunt again, I speared her with my tongue, twisting it inside of her before pulling it back out and repeating the motion. She let go of her hold on my hair, and her head dropped back on the bed as she let out a deep moan of pleasure. I abruptly stopped, just as I said I would, and she lifted her head back up to look down at me with a whimper.
“Don’t stop.” She whispered breathily.
“Then don’t take your eyes off of me. Last warning.” I loved the control she gave me when it came to her pleasure. She bit down on her lip and breathed deeply as I pressed my lips to her clit once more, taking it into my mouth, and inserting a finger into her wet heat, pumping her as I tortured the bundle of nerves. She fisted her hands in the sheets, and I could see her struggling to keep her eyes on me.
I added a second finger, pumping and curling them both against her sweet spot. I could feel her walls tensing around them; she was ready, her climax at its peak. I bit down lightly on her clit, and she dropped to the bed, arching her back and letting out a feral cry as she came against into my mouth. I couldn’t help but lap up every drop, savoring the sweet taste of her pleasure on my tongue.
Her body slack and panting, I pulled myself up and over her again, leaning all of my weight on one arm and sucking the last of her pleasure off of my fingers.
“You always taste so fucking good. I could eat you out for days. My own personal buffet.” I caged her with both hands and slowly moved my hips against her, dragging my cock through her dripping core.
She moved her hips upwards, trying to catch the head with her entrance. I pulled back, and she glared at me with deep-seated desire. I leaned in, my nose brushing along her cheek.
“Beg,” I murmured. Biting down on her lip, she shook her head. I repeated my movement, slower, this time letting the tip press against her warm and wet entrance, but going no further.
“Last chance, sweet thing. Beg for it.”
“Please.” She hissed through clenched teeth. She was still fighting me, but it was a fight she was slowly losing. I pulled back and dipped only the head inside her.
“Fuck me. Please, Atlas.” She cried out.
Finally, she broke for me, and I gave her what she and I both wanted. I speared her hard and rough, thrusting my cock all the way until she was flush against me. She jerked back on the bed with a moan, gripping my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin.
I continued to thrust in and out of her at a punishing pace, the pace she loved and craved, the mattress shifting with each rough movement. Between each thrust, I moaned into her ear.
“This is for.”
Thrust.
“Making me.”
Thrust.
“Wait.”
Thrust.
“For.”
Thrust.
“You.”
