He pulled his mouth from hers.She began to kiss his neck as he carried her to the bed.Her legs stayed locked around him, and every step had his dick pushing against her.She gripped his shoulders.He felt the bite of her teeth against his throat.A sensual nip.
Lust flooded through him.“Lily.”
“Show me what you want.Tell me what you want.”
Oh, easy.“You.”Wide open.Taking him in deep.Moaning his name and begging for more.He lowered her on the bed.“Strip.”
With hands that trembled, she did.He waited, needing her to do this part, to remove the clothing.To show him her scar.To bare herself to him.
She did.
The blouse hit the floor.She kicked away her shoes.Shimmied out of the pants.She crouched in the middle of the bed, wearing only a bra and bikini panties.Her hands pressed to the comforter on either side of her body.He could see her scar, the line that sliced across her stomach.
I would kill the bastard a thousand times for you.And laugh while he begged.
“Take off the bra,” he told her even as he yanked off his own shirt and tossed it to the floor.He stripped off his clothes with rough hands, dropping the garments until he was before her just in his boxers.
She reached behind her.Arched her back, and the bra slid away as she unhooked it.
Fuck.She’s pretty.She had such pretty, tight nipples.Thrusting toward him.Begging for his mouth.So he just had to take them.
“Flat on the bed, sweets.”
She swallowed and lowered down onto the mattress.Her head went onto his pillow.
He climbed on top of her.But, carefully.He kept his body off hers.Not like he wanted to crush her with his weight.
“Are you afraid?”he asked.
She shook her head.
His mouth covered one breast.Licked and sucked the tight nipple.
She gasped and arched toward him.
He sucked harder.His hand snaked between them, going down to touch her through the silk of her panties.He rubbed her, and she was wet.Already wet, he could feel her heat.His fingers eased under the edge of those panties, the better to strokeinher, and damn, but she was tight.Tight and so hot, and she was going to feel fantastic when she came around his cock.
But Lily wasn’t to that point, not yet.She was too tense.Her body not yielding fully.
“Lily, Lily, Lily,” he chided.His control still held, for the moment.“Talk to me.Focus onme.” He kissed his way to her other breast.Licked and sucked, then used the edge of his teeth.
She moaned.
And got wetter on his fingers.
Down, down he went, his mouth kissing her carefully as he explored her body.
“Atlas…just…just take me.I want you, now.Just come inside?—”
His head lifted.“You’re not ready.”
“I am.”
“No.”Not for how hard he’d go in her.His mouth pressed to the line that sliced across the silky skin on her stomach.He hated that she’d been hurt.If he could, he would have taken away every moment of pain that Lily had ever felt.
Another kiss against her old wound.His head lifted before he prepared to?—
A teardrop slid down her cheek.
