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His palms continue rubbing me through the towel. “No clothes.”
I frown. “You’re wearing clothes.”
His head cocks, then, without a word, he hooks his thumbs into the elastic of his sweats and yanks them down around his ankles. Boots and sweats get kicked aside and he stands before me gloriously naked.
I can’t tell if God is punishing me or if I’m being rewarded because this man’s dick is quickly becoming my obsession. The fact that he’s already hard and just waiting to nestle where it belongs deep, deep inside me has my insides liquefying with anticipation. I’m leaking and soaking into the towel I’m gripping like it’s going to protect me.
“Towel. Off.”
All notions of giving myself a day to recover vanishes when I find myself sprawled across the island, legs wide around his shoulders as he eats his breakfast with the zest and gusto of a starved man getting his first meal. I don’t think I’m capable of climaxing after the previous night. I’m half worried it won’t work when he takes his first sweep up between my folds and my entire body caves. It bows up against the cold marble. It takes no timeat all to take me over with just his tongue flicking steadily at my clit.
“How am I not numb from last night?” I pant, staring up at the lights dangling over the counter. “I should feel nothing.”
“You were perfect last night,” he says gently, pressing wet, open mouth kisses down the inside of my thigh to my knee.
“I have never cum so much or so hard in my life. I’ll be honest,” I tuck my chin down to peer to where the dark holes of his eyes look back up at me, “I didn’t think it was possible.”
Atticus straightens. His big hands splay the soft flesh of my pelvis, forming a diamond with my mound at the center. His thumbs part my lips, baring my clit.
“You had no choice.”
I chuckle, finding myself baffled by this guy who can’t seem to stop touching me. His obsession with my body thrills me.
“Do you think we did too much?”
He lifts his head. “Do you?”
I shrug. “I’ve never done any of the things we’ve done so far. I’m a bit sore. I’m not complaining,” I promise quickly when he tenses. “I’ll get better—”
He drags me up to a sitting position and grabs my chin. I’m forced to look into the hollow fabric where the mesh covers his eyes.
“You are perfect. It’s my job to take better care of you.” He brushes lightly at my cheek with the pad of his thumb. “I should have gone slower. I should have taken my time—”
I put a hand over his mouth, muffling his words. “I asked for it. All of it. It was exactly what I wanted.” I lick my lips nervously as I realize where I’m headed with this conversation. “I’ve only been with one person, besides you on Halloween. My first back in high school. It didn’t end well. Ended really badly, actually. I’m not used to this, but I love it. I don’t want you to stop.”
“I will always give you what you need.”
I will a smile and bump my nose to his. “I could go for some breakfast now that you’ve had yours.”
His roar of laughter is beautiful. Thick and rich, and humming with a vibration that rockets down my spine.
The material of his mask scratches my skin as he leans in to nuzzle my cheek.
“Oh, I’ll give you breakfast, dimples.”
I glance down at the solid length of his erection he’s stroking and feel my mouth water.
“You certainly know what I like.”
He gives me actual food after I’ve swallowed every drop of his cum. He pours me a bowl of cereal promising all the fiber with almond milk. We sit on opposite ends of the sofa with our legs intertwined across the middle cushion with our bowls.
I can see him struggling to keep his mask over his nose as he eats. The fabric keeps rolling down with his chewing.
“I’m sorry,” I blurt, heart tight with regret.
Atticus lifts his head to peer at me. “For what?”
I motion with my spoon to his face. “This isn’t right. You shouldn’t have to ... can you even breathe under there?” I bite my lip as I finally admit to myself how unreasonable I’m being. “Last night, I was cooking I was so hot. I can’t imagine—”
