“Greedy means just wanting more. I want it all.”
He yanks me, devouring my mouth, his tongue fucking me as good as his dick does, while his fingers dig into the skin of my ass and back with enough force to leave bruises.
My hips pick up a perfect cadence, fucking myself senseless on his cock, chasing that mind-shattering high. And he lets me take control, lets me use him as my personal fucktoy, taking every thick inch however I damn well please.
Air leaves my lungs with the tension coiling inside my belly, forcing the rhythm to turn maddening, hurtling me toward that edge until I reach the precipice and take the leap.
The orgasm hits me with devastating intensity, shattering through my body, ravaging me repeatedly in an endless cycle.
Atlas breaks the kiss, looking at me with a face twisted by sheer pleasure.
“What are you doing to me, Succubus?”
A bear-on-the-loose growl fills the room, silencing both my moans and his name on my lips, while he pulsates inside me, further stretching my walls, making me addicted to that sensation.
Addicted to Atlas Holt.
He keeps thrusting, prolonging my high, wringing every last drop of pleasure, making it hands down the best orgasm I’ve ever had, until I’m completely and utterly spent.
How could I ever willingly deprive myself of this? Of him?
I can’t!
Once he stills inside me, he pulls me in, placing another ravenous kiss on my lips, stealing even more of my already ragged breath, hands squeezing my nape and my thigh.
“Summer...” His low husky voice sounds daunting when he says that name against my lips. “I’m never letting go of you!”
It’s a threat. One masked as a deranged romantic confession, but no matter what it is, I do believe his words. The simple truth is, I don’t want him to let go.
I’m so screwed!
Chapter 32
Atlas
Iopen my eyes to Summer’s naked body curled against mine, and there’s nothing more I could ask for. That’s how I want to start every morning. And I already have a plan to make it happen.
Brushing a loose strand of hair from her arm, I glide my palm along her skin and continue south. I should give her a proper wake-up call, getting more of my cum inside that custom-made-for-me pussy.
Summer stirs with a sweet humming sound, and it hits me that I’m the reason when I catch myself squeezing way too hard on her ass.
She looks at me through hooded lids, and she might be sleepy, but the playfulness swimming in her eyes is wide awake.
“Good morning, honey,” she chimes in.
“It’s more like a great one, don’t you think?”
“It would’ve been if you were already inside me.”
I knew I had to give her the full somno experience.
Propping herself up, her innocent doll face mask slips, replaced by one of a lustful demon, who’s peppering kisses on my chest, eyes pinned on mine, and growing hungrier with her descent.
“I have a surprise for you,” I drawl, enjoying the sight of this gorgeous creature tracing my muscles with her lips, making me forgetthat anything but her exists.
“Oh, I can see that.” She smirks, eyeing my erection.
A loud bang on the door interrupts us.
