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“If you keep that up, you’re going to make me cum,” I manage to sputter, and feel her smile around my dick. My words seem to prompt her further as she picks up speed. It’s only seconds before I’m spilling down her throat.
“Holy fuck!”
She licks around the base, cleaning up every drop, before looking up at me. Her mouth shines with my cum, and I actually feel my cock twitch again at the sight.
“Holy fuck,” I manage again, and the corner of her mouth turns up. My hand comes out to hold her cheek and she leans into my touch, nuzzling against my hand. The sweet gesture brings me back to reality, and I pull myself more upright, taking her hand to help her stand. Before she can move away, I pull her toward me. She all but falls into my lap, tensing for a moment before relaxing onto my chest. Still naked, she shivers slightly, and I wrap my arms around her.
“Where the fuck did that come from?” I mutter into her back, and she chuckles.
“Maybe I just thought I should thank you properly,” she comments.
We sit there in silence for several minutes and I take my time letting my hand explore the smooth expanse of her arms and back. She lets out a small sigh of contentment and I feel her relax further into me.
“Atlas?” she says after a few minutes.
“Mmm,” I reply, content to hold her like this.
“Will you stay with me tonight?”
34
Kinsey
Bad Girlfriend
Nerves wrackmy body as Atlas leads me through the warehouse and back to my room. He frowns slightly at the blow-up mattress but before he can say anything, I pull him in gently and close the door.
I did wrap the towel back around myself, but don’t have any clean clothes to put on. I realize I’m going to have to sleep naked and feel a flush come to my cheeks, despite the absurdity of me feeling shy around this man.
Despite my automatic response to want to cover myself, to be my usual timid self, I let the towel drop and stand there a moment as Atlas takes me in.
It was clear when I went to him that he was drunk, but it makes my plans that much easier. Even now, he sways slightly standing there, and though he looks tired, the lust in his eyes and the tent in his pants tell me sleep isn’t on his mind.
I give him a smile and even though it's tight, he doesn’t seem to notice.
I’m grateful again he’s drunk, because I don’t think I could do it otherwise.
It’s amazing how many small mannerisms of flirtation can be taught in acting school, and though I’m not the Vixen Eli thought I was, I certainly know how to play the part.
“Why did you come to me?” he says, his voice husky and low. I feel my core clench at the sound of his gravelly voice, and mentally scold myself, though my face stays soft. I take a step toward him, placing a hand on the expanse of his chest.
“Can’t a girl show gratitude?” I ask sweetly, letting out a small sound when he darts out to grab my wrist. His lips press to mine with fiery passion, his tongue dancing across my own. Although I intended to control this, it’s much too easy to get lost in him.
When he finally releases me, I feel slightly dizzy and have to blink to get my bearings. His large hand comes up to caress my face and I, once more, lean into his touch.
“I thought you were mad at me,” he mumbles, and I can’t help but smile at the uncertainty in his voice.
“Let’s talk later,” I tell him, going on my toes to reach his lips again.
Fortunately, he takes the distraction, and it doesn’t take long for his hands to move down my body. His touch seems to ignite my skin as it trails up and down, and even though I came to him tonight with a purpose, I don’t think I could help enjoying it if I wanted to.
When his hands reach my butt, he grips it hard and groans against my lips.
“Fuck, you taste delicious,” he murmurs. Before I can respond, he lifts me up so my legs are wrapped around his waist, his hands still tracing the shape of my figure. The rough texture of his hands feel strangely erotic against my bare skin, and I close my eyes and let myself enjoy his touch.
It seems he’s not done with me yet, even after coming once already. I smile against his lips as he pushes my back to the wall. I bite my lip as he nuzzles into my neck before giggling lightly at the roughness of his beard against my skin.
“I fucking love that sound,” he says as he moves his mouth lower, finding my nipple as I gasp. “And that one.”
