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Never in all my recent years did I think that I would ever want something like this, and here I am now, soaking up every second of it—of him. He pulled back, looked up at me, and smiled. My heart squeezed as I looked back at him. When he smiled, his dimples showed, and they drove me mad. I would give anything to see him smiling like that at me. The adoration it radiated made me feel more whole than I had ever felt before. I can’t believe I spent half my life avoiding this. It was an absolute high; I never wanted to come down from it. If he was a drug, consider me addicted.
“Do you want the good or bad news this morning?” He spoke in a playful tone, tilting his head slightly. I couldn’t help the sigh, knowing any kind of bad news was coming from him.
“I guess start with the good news?” I shrugged, thinking that since I would hate the bad news no matter what, I might as well start off with a positive.
“The good news is, I don’t have work today.” He leaned forward and grazed his lips along my shoulder. If that was the good news, then what’s the bad?
“Okay… and the bad news is…?” I couldn’t help but raise a brow in curiosity.
“The bad news is you are going to be stuck with me all day.” He brought his mouth up to my nose and nipped playfully as I tried to suppress a giggle.
“I don’t understand; what part of that is bad?”
“It’s bad because I don’t think I’m going to be able to keep my hands off of you or let you leave this apartment today—at all.” He leaned back into me, head moving to the crook of my neck, and started kissing a trail down to my shoulder and back up again.
I gasped and speared my fingers into his hair, tugging lightly on the strands; his hair was like silk between my fingers; I could run them through it just by habit at this point. I will never get over this, all of this.
I couldn’t help the impulse to pull his head back roughly by his hair and devour his mouth with mine. He tasted so good, especially after breakfast, with the lingering flavor of strawberries and sweet cream in his mouth. My tongue played with his, digging as deep as he would let me. I moaned into his mouth and leaned forward, pressing into him. He groaned and bit down on my lip.
“I hope you’ve had enough to eat because I’m ready for my next meal.” He growled and, without warning, threw me over his shoulder, taking me back into the bedroom. I squealed over his shoulder as a hand came up to smack my ass.
He dropped me on top of the bed, the oversized t-shirt I was wearing already pushed up to just under my breasts, exposing my stomach and black lace thong. I could already feel the heat pooling between my legs at the thought of him devouring me like a meal. I still remember the way his mouth felt against me when he feasted on me at the nightclub.
Atlas leaned over me and pulled at my shirt.
“This needs to come off. I want to see all of you.” He tugged at the hem, and I arched my upper back off the bed so he could pull it off completely, my nipples hardening from the cool air that touched them. Reaching down, he ripped the lace of my thong off.
“Hey!” I can’t believe he just did that.
“I’ll buy you all the lace thongs you want; I need this one for your wrists.” He winked and grabbed my wrists, placing them above my head. Using what was left of my lace thong, he tied my wrists together.
Atlas began kissing trails down my body, taking his time to taste every bit of skin in his path. His warm breath caressed me where his lips didn’t, and I melted beneath him.
Sucking the nipple of my right breast into his mouth, he brought his hand up to play with the one on the left. His tongue drew slow circles around my nipple as he teased it with his teeth, rolling it between them and tugging lightly. He mimicked the motions of his mouth with his fingers on my other nipple. I couldn’t help but squirm under him with the two different sensations, one hot from his mouth and the other cool from the temperature of the room.
He chuckled lightly and then released both of my nipples, making his way down my stomach, taking my thighs in his hands from behind and spreading me wide, dropping down to his knees. I bit my lip and braced myself for him, gripping both the lace and the sheets above my head.
“I love that you are always ready for me. Soaking wet.” He dipped a finger inside me and pulled it out with a groan, moving his finger to his mouth and sucking it clean. “The strawberries make you taste even sweeter.” His words made my core throb, and if he thought I was already wet, I was now dripping for him.
Without waiting a second longer, he dragged his tongue through my slit and sucked deeply on my clit. I couldn’t stop the whimper of a moan that passed my lips. His mouth was magnificent. He devoured me in the most perfect way, knowing exactly where to move his tongue, which drove me crazy.
Releasing my clit, he dipped the tip of his tongue inside me, then pulled it back and plunged it as far in as he could go, twisting it and then pulling back again. He continued pumping his tongue in and out of me with the same twisting motion, and I gripped the sheets tighter, my knuckles turning white from the strain. He was fucking me with his tongue, and I was losing every ounce of control over my climax.
I began tensing under his tongue, and he moved up to give my clit more attention, sliding two fingers inside of me to continue what his tongue had stopped. He sucked on my clit and lightly tugged on it with his teeth. I hissed when he put a little extra pressure on my bundle of nerves with his teeth, but it was the perfect sensation of pain and pleasure. His fingers curled into my sweet spot, and I could feel my walls tightening around them.
“Come for me, Chyler; I want to taste all of you.” He sucked harder on my clit, and I felt my climax burst through me, coming into his mouth and over his hand as he continued to tease me and fuck me with his fingers. “That’s my girl. So fucking responsive.”
I gripped the back of his head, pulling him up to me and kissing him deeply, tasting my sweet release on his lips. Fuck he was so hot; I could never get enough of him.
“My turn.” I moaned into his mouth, reaching for the waistband of his pants. I needed to taste him just as he tasted me. But he pulled away just as my fingers grazed the top of his pants and stood to his full height before me.
“Oh no, I’m not done with you, sweet thing. I want you screaming for me, just like last night.” He then flipped me over to my stomach and pulled my hips back until my feet touched the floor, pressing my legs into the side of the bed.
I could hear him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants from behind me. He dropped the belt on the bed next to me so it was close by, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was so ready for him to fuck me into oblivion, and I hope that belt was going to be part of it.
He dropped his pants to his ankles, kicking them off and behind him. He then used his knees to spread my legs wider while pressing down on my lower back until my body was flush on the mattress. He cursed as he ran his hand up and down my back and then trailed it over the curve of my ass, squeezing it in his palm.
“You look fucking incredible like this. But I think you are missing something.”
