Page 42 of Ataraxia


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“What am I going to do without you all day.” I released a sarcastic sigh and trailed my fingers down his bicep.

Last night, I made the decision to let him in and stop fighting whatever this was between us. The jealous rage that consumed me at the bar told me all I needed to know about my true feelings for Atlas and what I would do for him—poor Brodie.

Getting rid of her was the first step in accepting that I wanted him and only him. He was like a drug, and I was addicted. Sex with him was mind-blowing. I have had my share of sexual partners over the years, but none of them compared to him and the earth-shattering orgasms he sent through my body.

“Dinner tonight?” He ran his knuckles down the side of my cheek.

“Are you asking me on a date while I’m already naked in your bed?” I chuckled.

He raised a dark brow and lifted the blankets to look down at my body with an amused grin.

“Yes, I am, because even though I am pretty confident in this,” he pulled me closer so my breasts pressed against his chest. “I still want to take my sweet thing out on a proper date—not coffee, not lunch; dinner.”

I raised my hand and threaded my fingers through his hair, enjoying his soft strands against my skin. I looked into his beautiful heterochromatic eyes and nodded before pressing my lips softly to his. Sure, why not? I already dove off the deep end last night by crawling across his living room floor.

He met me with the most passionate kiss. Shivers trailed down my spine, and my skin began to buzz. This wasn’t just a normal kiss that we had shared before; this was something more. It had feelings and meaning to it. And it made me realize that I would do anything to keep him.

His hand rested on my thigh, pulling it higher up so my already wet core was pressing against his hard and thick length. He ground his hips into me as we kissed. Deep down, I was begging for him to move ever so slightly so he could enter and fill me completely.

An alarm went off over his shoulder, and he pulled away from me, reaching for his phone. I groaned at the loss of him pressed against me, the cool air that flowed between the gap extinguishing my desire for more.

He cursed and tossed his phone across the bed, pulling me into him one more time. Burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling deeply.

“Dinner. You pick the restaurant, and I’ll meet you there at six.” He said.

“What if I want to just get takeout and stay here, in your bed?” I hummed, pressing light kisses to his shoulder.

“Nice try, but no. Let me know where you want to go by four.” He kissed my cheek and then pulled away, getting out of bed and walking into his closet. I laid there for a moment longer just to admire his ass—ets. They were flawless. I loved the way his back muscles rippled with his movements.

Blowing out a breath, I rolled out of his bed and began pulling on my underwear and clothes from last night. I grabbed my phone from my shorts and noticed a couple of missed calls and text messages from Madison and Austin. I raised a brow and opened the message chain from Madison first.

Madison: What the fuck did you do last night?

Madison: Check your messages and ANSWER ME!

Madison: Chyler Tate, I swear to god if you don’t call me in the morning, so help me!

That's not what I was expecting from Madison, seeing as I didn’t see her after I left her place last night. Next, I quickly opened the message from Austin.

Austin: Give me a call when you get this. We need to talk. There was an incident after you left.

Fuck. Brodie. Even dead, she was a problem for me.

I am pretty confident that Austin doesn’t know it was me, but I also knew that he called Madison, probably trying to get a hold of me, and she covered for my ass. I owed her one, but I also knew she was expecting an explanation for my unprovoked behavior against Brodie. This will have to be the first item on my agenda for the day. Go to Madison’s.

Atlas came out of his closet wearing black slacks, a black leather belt, and a light grey dress shirt, and all of my attention went from my phone to him.

“Dressed for dinner already?” I bit my lip and tilted my head, eyes roving his delicious figure up and down. This was mine, all mine.

He chuckled, “No, but I have a couple of meetings today, and the usual jeans and t-shirt aren’t acceptable for them.” He stepped towards me, rolling the cuff of his shirt up to his elbow. He did the same with the other just as he stopped within breathing space of me.

I angled my head to look up at him and wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling his mouth to mine. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me against him, and he groaned into the kiss. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as his tongue dipped into my mouth and tangled with mine.

If I didn’t have to sort out the mess I had created last night, I would rip his clothes back off of him and force him back into bed. Screw work today; if I had to tie him down to keep him from leaving, I would. I wanted him so badly I could already feel my underwear soaking through at his touch.

I slid one of his hands from my hip and pushed it under the waistband of my shorts so he could feel just how wet I was for him. He let out a deep growl and pressed my back against the wall, sliding my underwear aside and dipping his finger into me. I couldn’t help but suck in a breath at the sensation. He undid me in the best way.

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