Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I file that away for later, sinking into her kiss like she's my favorite dessert. Shit, I think she may be my favorite flavor, period. She's sweet like vanilla, spicy like cinnamon. It's an intoxicating combination, one that's somehow uniquely her.
Her arms tighten around my neck, drawing me closer. I crawl over her, nudging her legs apart to fit myself between them, needing to touch her in as many places as possible, to feel her in as many ways as possible.
She moans beneath me, arching from the bed to seam our bodies together. More electric shocks flow through me, hardening my cock. The pounding in my head all but vanishes, pain unable to survive where pleasure rules.
I grind against her, run my hands all over her, trying to memorize the feel of her beneath me, to imprint it into my brain so the memory becomes an indelible part of me.
She pants beneath me, her legs around my waist as she tries to figure out a rhythm. Her hips roll as if she were born to fuck, born to please. Goddamn. I need inside her more than I need air.
I slip my hands beneath her shirt.
"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, pausing when she startles beneath me.
"Not if you value your life."
Well, I guess that's clear enough, isn't it?
Still….
"If we keep going, I'm going to be riding you bare tonight, Temptation. Once I have you, I won't give you up."
"Could you now?" Her doe eyes meet mine, full of curiosity.
"Fuck no," I rasp. "But I'm trying to be a gentleman and at least pretend you have a choice here." How far we go is always up to her. I won't push for more than she's ready to give. But she sealed her fate the instant she let me touch her in the car earlier today. Hell, maybe she sealed it the moment she agreed to come with me. I won't give her up now. Even if I have to spend the rest of my life convincing her that I'm worth the risk. Even if I have to push to get her where I want her.
If that makes me an asshole, I'll wear the title with pride. When it comes to her, I'll be the biggest asshole I need to be to tie her to me. I've spent my whole life training for a sport, pushing myself beyond the breaking point for a game. If anyone thinks I won't do the same for this sweet little Temptation, they're wrong. Because this time, it isn't a game. It's my whole future on the line here.
"Don't stop, Atlas," she says, commanding me now. Demanding that I give her what she wants. She's as caught by what's happening between us as I am, as incapable of denying or ignoring it. Thank fucking God.
I kiss her again, spilling my devotion into her, and breathing her desire into my lungs. We grind against each other, driving each other higher with our clothes still on. Until it's not enough for me anymore.
I slowly pull her shirt up her body, pulling away from her mouth to follow the path with my lips and tongue. She's soft and sweet everywhere, the perfect little morsel. Her skin turns to gooseflesh beneath my lips, her head falling back against the old mattress on a soft moan.
My lips close over her nipple through her bra, tonguing the hard bud, biting gently. Her little moans turn to louder cries. She's sensitive, reacting to every touch, every kiss. My dick throbs when I drag the cups of her bra down, exposing her breasts.
I knew they'd be perfect, but damn. Perfect looks even better than I imagined.
My teeth close around her left nipple. I bite down, flicking my tongue against it at the same time.
"Atlas!" she sobs, her voice full of wonder.
I do the same thing to her right nipple as I attack the clasp of her bra, trying to get it off her. It joins her shirt on the floor, leaving her topless beneath me. I can't resist pulling my dick out to squeeze the hard bastard as I stare down at her. She's a work of art.
She whimpers when she sees my dick in my hand, her eyes locked on the sight.
I pump my fist a few times, letting her watch. Her eyes grow darker. She squirms beneath me, restless and eager.
"Ah, goddamn," I groan, my head kicking back as her small hand wraps around my shaft above mine.
"Teach me," she whispers.
I do as commanded, releasing my dick to wrap my hand around hers. I show her how hard to hold me, how to pump her perfect hand to drive me crazy. I'm my own worst enemy in this moment, giving her the secrets to my demise.
She uses them against me, uses them to annihilate me. She learns quickly, leaving me gasping above her.