Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
With a wicked thrust of his tongue, Atlas bullied his way inside my mouth, demanding I give him everything. The second I surrendered to him, he shifted his grip on me, wrapping his other arm around me from beneath to grip my hair in that hand while the other one urged my leg high over his hip.
“This what you’re gunnin’ for, girl? You wantin’ a hard ride?” I shook my head slightly. “Don’t lie to me!”
“I don’t… I don’t know.”
“I think you do.”
“I just… I want this before… I mean, if this is the last day…”
“It ain’t gonna be.” His gruff declaration sounded more like an order than anything reassuring.
“I don’t want to not have this, Atlas. Please.”
He pulled me tighter against him so his cock rubbed between my legs directly over my clit. I couldn’t help but cry out. Instantly he covered my mouth with his again, swallowing my screams.
“Fuck me,” he hissed. “You’re so fuckin’ turned-on you’re about to blow. Aren’t you?”
Was I? I thought I might be. Thankfully, he didn’t require an answer. Just kept kissing me, thrusting his tongue deeply and aggressively. I gave a tentative stroke of my own, trying to follow his lead. I had no idea why I needed this, but I did. Even knowing I’d regret it later.
Atlas rocked against me, putting the most delicious friction on my clit as he continued to kiss me. Whimpers escaped along with little sighs I had no hope of preventing. Thankfully, Atlas was in more control than I was because all I could do was follow his lead and just… feel.
I knew this was a bad idea. Normally, I’d have never acted like this. Even with the one lover I’d had, the need to come had never ridden me this hard. Maybe it was the danger we were in. Maybe it was the man. Or a combination of both. All I knew was I’d decided I wanted all I could get with Atlas. If that was one orgasm or twenty, I wanted it with everything in my being.
* * *
Atlas
I was going to hell, and Alexi Petrov was going to send me there. When it happened, I wouldn’t lift a finger to defend myself. I’d go willingly, knowing I’d had the most luscious, delicious, passionate woman I’d ever encountered. In any other situation, I’d take her as high as she wanted to go before flashing a cocky grin as I walked away from her.
Not like this, though. I had to keep her close and found my grip on her was tightening with every fucking second that passed. She shouldn’t be here. What’s more, she should be begging her daddy to get her the fuck out. Not my little Rose, though. And for the right reasons, too. She was as determined as I was to see this thing through. Only, I wasn’t so sure I was as committed as I was when I’d met her. I wasn’t sure I really gave a damn about anything other than getting this woman to safety.
Unfortunately, my cock cared about something else. Which wasn’t happening. Didn’t mean I couldn’t make her come, though. I knew this feeling well, though, with a beautiful, courageous woman in my arms, I admit I’d never felt lust as strong as I did right now. We might die tonight or tomorrow. It was all too easy to want to take comfort in each other.
I stopped kissing her long enough to look down into her lovely face. She was definitely with me in the moment. Her eyes gleamed, and her lips were parted, kiss-swollen from me. I had no idea how much experience she had, but I was betting way the fuck less than me. Which meant I had to be careful.
“You realize you’re feeling this way because of the situation, right? You’re scared, and I’m your safety net.”
She nodded before thrusting her hips at me as she bit down on her bottom lip. I got the message. She knew but didn’t fucking care.
“I ain’t gonna fuck you, Rose. Your daddy’d kill me, and I’d deserve it. He’ll likely kill me just for kissin’ you. But I’m gonna give you the relief you need, then we’re both gonna rest for the next couple of hours.” I was careful to whisper and only right next to her ear or her lips. “This is gonna be tricky, and you have to know we probably have an audience. Either watchin’ or listenin’.” She nodded. With my face against hers, I could feel her cheeks heat in embarrassment. “That a hard no?” She shook her head, tightening her legs around my waist.
“All right, then. You keep silent except to scream your pleasure. When you come, I want to hear it.” Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. I smacked the outside of her thigh. “You’ll scream my name when you fuckin’ come, girl. Get me?” For emphasis, I thrust my cock against her, scraping over her clit through my boxers and her panties. This time, she cried out before snapping her mouth shut. She glared at me, baring her teeth. “That’s it. You give me your pleasure. Don’t say a word otherwise. The only sound you’re allowed to make is when you come.”