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CHAPTER NINE
ATLAS
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She’s like silk beneathme.
She feels so much better, tastes so much sweeter, than I ever imagined she would. And trust me, I’ve imagined it a lot. Too much.
But now, having her beneath me, swallowing the little moans that slide past her lips, I’m fairly certain I’ve died and gone to heaven.
She’s everything I want, but the one thing I know I can’t have. Yet, even as I think it, I can’t imagine giving her back. How could I? Knowing what it’s like to finally have the one thing I’ve denied myself of for all these years. The one thing I’ve buried, disguised so well that even I stopped recognizing it – my desire for her.
“Atlas.”
Fuck.
My name on her lips is my undoing.
No matter how long I want this to last, no matter how long I want to hold onto this moment, I know I can’t. I’ve been fighting off my release since the moment I slid inside of her and now that it’s boiling to the surface, I can’t push it back.
Pleasure tears through me, sending waves pulsing through my entire body. Barlow arches her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust, her small body milking every ounce of pleasure out of me that she can.
Her nails dig into my back, and I can tell by the way her entire body tenses that she’s there again. Giving a woman two orgasms in what has to be the quickest fuck of my life might be a new record. She’s greedy, too. Not afraid to take exactly what she wants to get what she needs.
I give her two more deep thrusts once I know she’s ridden out the last of her climax, then I collapse down on top of her, my body completely spent.
I don’t think I’ve come so hard or fast since my first time. Cut me some slack though; I have fantasized about this girl for years. Years of our fighting now feel like some sadistic form of foreplay.
“Fuck,” I groan, burying my face into the crook of her neck.
I don’t know what to do, how to act, or even what to feel. But I do know that if I could stay here forever, just like this, I would. It’s about as close to perfect as I’ve ever felt. I don’t let myself linger on why that is though... I can’t.
“So,” Barlow’s voice has my head popping up, my gaze meeting hers. “That’s what has all the ladies lining up at your door, is it?” She tries to mask her smile by biting down on her bottom lip.
“Before you say anything, I usually last a hell of a lot longer than that,” I say, reluctantly sliding out of her, but not removing my weight from on top of her.
“Why do you always assume I’m going to say the worst?” She takes my face in both of her hands, her expression soft.
“Because you’re Barlow Ross.”
“Good point.” She lets out the cutest fucking giggle and I find my softening erection growing hard again, which never happens to me. I usually need at least fifteen or twenty minutes to get there again. But with Barlow...Fuck. Living out a lifelong fantasy has me blowing an early load and ready to go again in seconds. I feel like I’m thirteen all over again.
“I was actually going to say, I kinda get it.” Even in the dim lighting I can see the soft blush that slides across her cheeks.
“Get what?” I cock my head to the side.
“The hype.”
“Oh yeah?” I swear to fuck my smile is so big it feels like it’s about to split my fucking face apart.
“Just one thing though.” She reaches between us and grabs my now rock-hard erection, gently rolling the condom off. “Let’s do away with this.” She reaches out, dropping the condom onto the floor.
Remember the comment I made about having died and gone to heaven? Yep, I’m totally fucking dead right now. Because that’s the only thing that explains any of this.
I hesitate, not sure what the fuck to do. I’ve never fucked someone without a condom before, and while Barlow is definitely someone I trust to do that with, I’m a bit floored that she trusts me that much.
“It’s okay. I’m on birth control.” She reaches between us again, stroking me softly. I bite down on my bottom lip to stifle a groan. “And I know you’re careful.”
